Kelly Peterson's first week as a high school senior was about to become memorable.
As she walk in the front door of the high school, she heard someone whistle at her. She turned to see who it was and saw a well built hunk of a boy.
As her big brown eyes followed him down the noisy hall she thought that with his wide shoulders and his height he would make an excellent football player.
The reason he whistled was obvious to anyone with eyes.
Kelly Peterson was a babe. She had a face and body that most of the female teachers, as well as her female classmates would envy.
Kelly, to put it mildly, was built. She stood a little over five foot one. With waist length hair. A shade or two darker than her pretty brown eyes. She had the face of an angel and the body of a playboy playmate.
Where a lot of girls Kelly's age still had not filled out that could not be said for Kelly.
She had a nice firm set of tits. They weren't big but they seemed that way when you saw her coming towards you. She has the kind of tiny waist that if guys grabbed her by it they would be holding their own hands. She had nice hips and long sexy legs. And a cute heart shaped ass.
But the reason the boy had whistled was not just because of the way Kelly was built but because of the way she was dressed. She was wearing a short tight black skirt, slit up the side on the right. That showed off her shapely ass and long sexy legs. She was wearing a tight low cut hot red sweater. It was the type of sweater that could get guys horny. That is why it was her favorite sweater. She was also wearing black silk stockings with a garter belt.
This red sweater was Kelly's favorite because it showed off her tits to perfection. And with this little black skirt and black silk stockings and black high heels, she knew she would catch all the boys' eyes.
Kelly Peterson was indeed built right. She had every right to be proud of her face and body. She seemed to have missed that awkward stage that a lot of teenage girls seem to go through.
After all, she had just turned eighteen at the end of this summer.
Today she wanted to make a good impression, because it was the first day of the new school year. And because she was in a new school.
As she tried to get out of the way of a group of bigger kids she moved over to a wall of lockers and bumped into someone. Two hands reached out to keep her from falling on the floor.
She glanced up to say, "I'm sorry," and "Thanks." She got a surprise.
Kelly knew the boy holding her. His name was Eric. Eric Johnson.
He looked down into the pretty brown eyes of the girl he was holding. There was no recognition in his sexy blue eyes. Only appreciation.
Appreciation for the very hot girl he was holding onto. The appreciation he was showing was for her long dark brown hair. He really wanted to run his fingers through her hair to see if it was really as soft and silky as it looked. And the appreciation was for her soft big dark brown eyes. Eyes a guy could easily get lost in.
Big beautiful dark brown eyes that were looking at him as if they knew something he did not. Eric held the girl away from himself and looked down at her with a puzzled expression on his handsome face.
Kelly gave him a bright smile as she said. "Hi, Eric."
He looked even more confused that this hot girl knew his name, than he already was.
She decided to let him off the hook. "You don't remember me? Do you?"
Eric looked down at this hot little brunette trying to remember where he had seen her before. He could not, so he gave up trying and shook his blonde head, no.
Kelly smiled softly at him, reached up and put her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. She had to stand on her toes to do so. She slid down to her feet. As she let go of him she smiled at him and said. "That's okay. Bye, Eric."
Kelly turned and walked away before Eric could even think of anything to say.
He blinked several times and shook his head as he watched the hot girl walk away. The smile on his face telling anyone with eyes what he was thinking.
That smile was for the way Kelly was walking down the hall. The puzzled expression was still on his handsome face because he could not figure out who the cute girl was he had just bumped into.
The expression on Eric Johnson's face turned from puzzlement to lust as he continued to watch the cute girl walk down the hall. He really liked the way her tight ass swayed back and forth as she walked away from him. What he didn't like was the painful boner in his jeans.
Little Kelly's last sight of Eric was the expression on his face as he watched her walk away. His expression was enough to make her chuckle as she rounded the corner of the hallway.
As Kelly went around that corner she wasn't paying attention so she almost tripped over a girl bending down to pick up something off the bottom of her locker. Kelly stopped short, as she did the blonde girl glanced up.
