The janitor lets Stacie in

The janitor can't believe his eyes when he sees Stacie. He opens the window. "Girl, what are you doing out there?" he says to her. He can't help but see her sweet young breasts and swollen nipples through her soaking wet tee shirt.

"I'm the captain of the volleyball team. I had to stay late to prepare the team for our next game. I was waiting for my ride home when it started raining. Please, can you let me in?"

"Yeah, I can let you in" the janitor smiles. "No problem. There's a maintainence door right around the corner of the building. Just follow the building and turn the corner. You can't miss it. I'll be right there."

The janitor closes the window and turns to leave his office. Stacie follows the building around around to the corner. She is relieved to see light come from the door as she approaches it. She hurries through the door, and the janitor closes it behind her.

The janitor tries to avert his gaze from Stacie, but his eyes are drawn right to her ample breasts. "How long you been out there?"

"I'm not sure. I was waiting for my mom when the storm hit." Stacie thought it best to make it sound like someone was coming for her. "I don't mean to be any trouble to you, and I don't want to cause more work for you wandering through the halls like a wet seal. Is there a bathroom near by I can maybe use to dry off?"

"Yeah, there's one off to your right. The second door. Let me get you some towels to dry off with. Sorry they're out of the lost and found, but it's the best I can do."

Stacie beams a grateful smile at the janitor. "Lost and found towels are just fine with me! Thank you so much! I owe you big time for all your help."

The janitor walks over to a box and digs out four towels. "This be enough for you?" he asks Stacie as he hands her the towels.

Stacie gratefully takes the towels. "Thank you, that's plenty." She turns to go to the bathroom. The janitor watches her young, sexy ass jiggle in the wet, tight, very short shorts as she walks away. He shakes his head, thinking some very explicit thoughts.

Stacie takes off her wet clothes and puts them in the sink. She opens her travel bag only to find that her dirty clothes have been soaked too. she wraps the biggest towel around herself and opens the door. "Hello?" she calls out. No one answers her. She wrings out her clothes in the sink, then brings them out to the maintainence room. She drapes them over pipes so they'll dry faster. As she's busy hanging up her clothes, her towel comes loose and falls to the floor, exposing her beautiful, young teenage body.

"Damn! Excuse me!" says the voice of the janitor from behind her. Stacie turns to see him standing there with his mouth hanging open, and a bulge in his pants that looks like it would drill a hole through the fabric. She picks up her towel and smiles at him nervously as she wraps it around herself. "I'm sorry if I surprised you. My clothes were all soaked, even the ones I had in my bag. I'm very sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about, little lady. You're a very beautiful girl" the janitor says.

"Do you really think so?" Stacie says, smiling.

"Think so? I know so" replies the janitor. "Well you may as well sit in the office until your clothes dry. Let me take them and put them in the dryer for you."

"Well thank you!" Stacie says, amazed. "I didn't even know there was a dryer here."

"Yeah, we have a washer and a dryer back here for shop rags and what not." The janitor gathers up all her clothes. "Tell you what, I'll wash them for you, too. It won't take that much more time."

Stacie walks over to the janitor and wraps her arms around him. "That's so sweet of you" she says as she hugs him. "I'm sorry I'm turning out to be so much trouble."

"It's no trouble at all. Now why don't you on to the office? I have a spare work shirt in there you can put on to stay warm. Just make yourself at home, and I'll get the washer started."

Stacie follows the janitor as far as the office. She goes inside, finds the work shirt, and puts it on, discarding the towel. She picks up the picture on the desk, and notices it's one of Michelle Obama. 'So that's who he fantasizes about' she thinks to herself. She does look incredibly hot with her hair styled differently from that Aunt Esther hairdo she used to wear.

The janitor comes back into the office, smiling. "Okay, the washer's going. It'll be about half an hour there, and probably that much more to dry them.

"I was just admiring your picture of Michelle Obama. She does look incredibly hot with her hair that way, doesn't she?" Stacie says, trying to strike up a conversation.

The janitor smiles. "Yeah, she does. I used to think she looked a lot like Aunt Esther from Sanford and Son before she got her makeover." He sits down at his desk, and Stacie sits in the chair next to it, crossing her legs. "Are you warm enough now?" he asks her. "Oh yes, thank you! You know, I haven't even told you my name. It's Stacie" she beams at him. "It's good to meet you, Stacie. My name is Melvin."

Stacie leans over and kisses Melvin's cheek. "It's nice to meet you too Melvin." She pauses for a moment, thinking about what to say or do next. "I'm sorry I interrupted you earlier when I knocked on your window. I... Uh... Saw what you were doing. You've been so kind to me, I'd like to make it up to you."