Kristina was a small town girl. She had lived in her small town for several years. When in high school, Kristina was always considered the shy and quiet one, very innocent, and a target for all the men that were attracted to her modestly sexy body. In her sophomore year, her best friend convinced her to try out for cheerleading and miracously, she made it.
Soon after becoming a cheerleader, she decided to shed her "innocent" image. Patrick, a football player, had asked Kristina out, and she readily accepted. This was her first real date and she was very excited. All went well, and Patrick and Kristina decided to steadily date.
They had been going out for three months when Kristina decided to step it up. Her parents were going out of town, giving her the perfect opportunity. She called up Patrick.
"Hello?" Patrick said as he answered the phone.
"Hey, sweetie," Kristina said in her sexy voice.
"Hey," Patrick replied.
"My parents are going out of town for the weekend. Wanna come and stay?" Kristina said.
"Sure," Patrick said.
"Alright, come over whenever you’re ready," Kristina said.
"Ok, bye," Patrick said, grinning.
"Bye," Kristina and Patrick hung up the phone.
Kristina jumped up and down. She showered, rubbing herself while she thought of tonight, and moaning as she came hard on her fingers. She got out and toweled her hair dry and changed into her outfit that she had bought at the lingerie store at the mall.
She went into the kitchen and began to prepare the simplest meal that she could cook without burning. She was just setting the table and lighting the candles when the doorbell rang. She checked herself in the mirror and then went to answer the door.
