There really isn't any build up to this story since it was a really quick write up. But it might do something for you. She had helped her team win two of the three games they played and had received some much sought after praise from her hardheaded coach. Pulling into her driveway both her parents cars were still there. Probably still in bed as is their usual routine on a lazy Saturday like this one.
My own daughter by year ten had won five beauty pageants, been on TV with advertisements, countless magazines and local newspaper photo-shoots, she by all standards had a bright future ahead of her. She was, and still is stunningly beautiful, intelligent and on the road to university, so you can imagine my shock when I looked in on her one morning and saw she was busy on her bed masturbating. The thought had never crossed my mind about sex, but as I closed the door in silence and left her to finish scratching that itch, I realized she was a young woman now, with sexual urges, and as with all adults, she needs to have them attended to. Later that morning she came down to the breakfast room bright and breezy, her itch scratched, she was like any other girl, full of the joys of spring, I guess her orgasm must have been a good one.