“Oh hello, Mrs. Porter-Kennard.” Tina grinned as Bette then bit Tina’s bottom lip and fiddled with the buttons of her shirt. “Wait, baby, look. Turn around.”

“Wow! This looks beautiful!”

“They did a good job!” Both women said simultaneously.

The women walked further into their suite admiring the flameless candles and the path of rose petals leading to chilled champagne, chocolate covered strawberries, and a covered plate.

Bette lifted the cover and remarked that she was impressed they remembered the fries. Tina grabbed a few as Bette opened the note on the table.

Dear Bette and Tina,
You both individually asked us to make the room special for your wedding night. And of course you both asked us to do exactly the same thing. The only thing that differed slightly was the music so we will leave that up to you.

We love you idiots!

PS I did not call you idiots, xShane

We had some gifts made for you. Wear them to breakfast ;)

See you lovers tomorrow.

Love,
Alice and Shane

“You asked for fries too?”

Tina held up one in her hand and tried to wink. “Um, of course!”

Bette unrolled her gift before Tina. “Oh my gosh, they made us t-shirts!”

“Hey, mine’s a tank top. Uh, and a rather small one.”

“Hmm but same photo. Oh my god, how did she get this?”

They looked at each other and shook their heads laughing, “Alice.”

Bette moved towards Tina and unbuttoned the rest of her shirt. “Why don’t we see how that top looks.”

Tina’s eyes followed Bette’s, the flicker of every eye lash, every flit of each lid, the way her irises turned a deeper brown when Bette removed her top. Tina quivered as soft fingers caressed her flushed skin.

“Should we try your new shirt on with or sans bra?” Bette stroked Tina’s perky nipples that were already straining against the black lace.

Tina’s mouth lingered over Bette’s, her eyes fluttering while trying to catch her breath.

“I think without.”

Tina stared at Bette’s hands moving from her nipples to the front clasp between them. Bette used her teeth to inch the straps over Tina’s shoulders, bringing her lips to soothe the slight indentations from the long day’s wear. She picked up Tina’s gift as Tina eagerly brought her mouth to Bette’s, her tongue flicking between parted lips.