So far, everything is great!

You wake up a little after eight the next morning. It seems you have forgotten to set the clock but the Gods were definitely with you. You do your morning routine before making your way down to the kitchen. You open the fridge and flip the steaks before taking the broccoli and two pounds of Quicke's Traditional Mature Cheddar out. You turn on the oven to a slow 225 degree bake and grab a crock pot from under the sink.

“Almost everything taste better when it’s slowly cooked.” You think to yourself as you add the cheese into the crock and turn it on.

You do some last minute preparations, adding candles to the dining room table and breaking out the finest silverware, plates, bowls and wine glasses you own. You walk into the living room and move your glass coffee table in front of the sofa. Everything was just about prepared now, with only time standing in your way. You decide to sit down and watch a little tube, occasionally checking the crock and stirring the melting chunks. After the cheese has fully melted you add a few ounces of water and the appropriate spices before finally adding the broccoli.

You turn on the college football games, flipping through each at least five times every minute. Just to be sure to keep updated on the scores as they happen.

At about six o’clock everything is practically finished. The broccoli soup is on simmer, the potatoes have been forked and flipped several times, the steaks are fully seasoned and lay on the cutting board, the salad has been tossed, the wine is being lightly chilled in a bucket on the dining room table and the strawberries are waiting in the living room as an after dinner treat. Everything looked and smelled perfect, everything.

Well, almost everything was perfect. You had one more thing to do before it would be perfect and it wasn’t cooking the steaks. You look at your right hand, as the light in the room catches the ring and glitters into your eyes; temporarily blinding you.

“Don’t worry,” you begin to tell the ring, “it’s only for one day.”

You walk up to your bedroom and look longingly at the ring again before grasping it in your other hand and pulling it free from your finger, setting it down on the nightstand. A hauntingly empty feeling creeps into your heart temporarily before shaking it out of your system and climbing back down to the front hallway, making sure to close all the doors leading to the living room, where a surprise awaited Jenny.

You check your watch and have to do a double take. The watch reads 6:45. What the hell, it was only 6 pm just before you walked up to your room to drop the ring off.

“Was I really up there that long?” You ask yourself out loud.

You only have a moment to think about it as the door bell rings making you jump slightly. Since you are already in the entryway it doesn’t take long for you to answer the door. You open the door to reveal a brightly smiling Jenny McAllister with her face and hair all done up. The rest of young McAllister’s body is covered by a long black leather coat except for a little skin that shows about mid-calf down.

“Hi Professor Smith!” She giddily announces as her left high heel toe grind uneasily against the concrete path.

“Jenny.” Is all you say trying to keep a somewhat authority type relationship with the young lass. “Come on in.”

“Thanks! This is a really nice house you have professor!”

“Thank you, may I take your coat?”

Jenny turns her back toward you and unbuttons it before answering, “Sure!”

You bring the neck of the jacket over the girl's slender shoulders, slowly pulling it down her back revealing a lot of skin. At first you are sure she is completely naked under the leather coat until you reach around mid-back revealing a hooked strap closure and then nothing, all the way down to the beginning of her luscious rear end. The dress could best be described as a tight fitting, pink polka-dotted sundress with an open back, a cute little bow up front and pink striped ruffles at the bottom, which end a little below her ass.

“Wha… wow Jenny, you look hot in that dress.”

“I… was sort of hoping you would say that. I bought it just for you.” Jenny says before turning around and kissing your gently on the lips.

You kiss her back but make an effort of not urging her on too much. There would be plenty of time for that later. The two of you break the kiss and Jenny seems slightly disappointed.

“Are you upset with me?”

“Not at all Jenny.”

“Well then…” Jenny sniffs at the air before looking back at you, “…are you cooking something to eat?”

“Yeah, I made dinner for the two of us. I hope your hungry… are you hungry?”

“Are you kidding me, I’m starving Professor Smith. I was so busy getting ready for tonight, I haven’t had anything to eat all day.”

“Good, I hope you like steak.”

“Mmmm… I love steak! Don’t worry, I’m not a vegan type.”

“Great, I also have cream of broccoli and salad and baked scalloped potatoes.”

“It all sounds absolutely delicious. You really didn’t have to do all that for me.”

“I also have a little surprise dessert for you at the end.”

Jenny blushes bright red and starts to giggle, making her small unrestrained breasts leap around excitedly inside her dress. “What is it?”

“Your just going to have to wait to find out.”

Jenny pushes her lower lip out and gives you cute little puppy dog eyes. “Party pooper.”

“Come, Miss McAllister, dinner awaits you.” You place your right hand on the small of her back, slowly leading her into the kitchen as your eyes can‘t help but steal glances of her perky backside, as her resounding rump jiggles ever so delicately with each step.

When you enter the kitchen you dim the lights and ignite the candles before pulling a chair out for Jenny. “Please sit.”

“... oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…” Jenny begins to stutter in a low tone before fanning her beet red face with her hands.

“Is something wrong Jenny?” You ask a little worried.

“No… well yes… I mean no… oh my god… oh my god…” Jenny whispers as she breaks into tears.

“Jenny?” You ask as fear begins to set in.

“Professor Smith… this is… the nicest single thing… anyone has ever done for me.” Jenny answers as tears freely run down her face.

“Here you go Jenny.” You hand the sweet innocent girl a napkin.

“Thank you. I’m sorry I just totally went psycho there.” She tells you as she pats the tears from her face. “Does my make-up still look okay?”

You can’t help but laugh as you again present the chair for her, “You look absolutely radiant Miss McAllister. Please, sit.”

She sits down in the seat before looking up at you with slightly puffy eyes. “Thank you for everything you have done for me so far professor.”

You gently kiss the sexy red headed teens head. “May I offer you some wine?”

“Sure, thanks!” Her mentality seeming to chipper up instantly by the offer.

You pour the young lady a glass before leaving it on the table.

“Okay Jenny, I’m going to make the steaks and dinner will be served.”

Since the dining area and kitchen where connected, it was easy for you to observe and talk to Jenny without having move around much.