Bette chuckled as she watched Tina leave the bedroom. She took her small suitcase and placed it on the bed and opened it. She rummaged through her things and finally found the embroidered geometric patterns and demi-cup bra with camisole straps and matching low-rider hipster panties. She laid it out on the bed and walked to the en suite bathroom.

Stripping naked in front of the large vanity mirror, she looked at her reflection. At 48, she still considered herself fit. Her muscles were toned. She looked over her shoulders as she turned to look at her reflection, pitching her waist to see if she had any fat. She clenched her buttocks and cupped them, glad that gravity had been good to her. She raised and extended her arms out in front of her, no granny arms. She turned around one more time in front of the mirror and sighed. There’s really nothing more she could do right now. She turned on the water in the shower and quickly brushed her teeth as she waited for the water to get hot. She grabbed a razor and jumped in the shower. As much as she wanted to savor the hot water on her skin, Tina was waiting for her and that thought alone got her moving. A couple of quick swipes of the razor on her underarms and she was done. She wrapped the large bath towel around her and quickly dried her body and applied body lotion, making her skin soft.

Tina snuck back in her bedroom while Bette was in the shower. She walked over to her dresser and quickly removed the black lace boy short panties and matching demi bra from a drawer. In her haste earlier, she had forgotten her undergarments. She walked over to the door which was slightly ajar when she heard Bette start to hum. How easy it would be just to join Bette in the shower. Tina quickly rushed out of the room before she gave in to her impulse. Tina entered her cousin’s room and arranged her clothes on the bed.

Once dressed she gave her hair a quick dry with the hair dryer and raced downstairs to set the mood in the living room. She looked around the room and scanned the candles she lit. She had poured wine for her and Bette and was now just waiting for the brunette to join her. Her heart was beating hard against her chest; the anticipation for what was to come was nearly driving her mad. She walked over to the stereo system that was hidden in the armoire and stopped at a station playing Blue’s “Best in Me”.