"Come on in." I greeted my niece and nephew, "I've just put the kettle on, and you go and unpack while I make us all a cup of tea."
"Coffee for me please." Martin grinned.
"And me." Tina added.
"Coffee it is then." I replied.
Martin and Tina took their bags upstairs while I headed for the kitchen to make the coffee. As I waited for the coffee to percolate I wondered what the kids and I could do for the next two weeks that they would be visiting me; I had the same problem every year, what to do. Mind you I had always enjoyed the annual two-week visit of my big sister's kids, especially after my own marriage had broken up; they had cheered me up no end. Martin had now turned nineteen, his sister was eighteen, and growing more beautiful each time I saw her.
What I liked most about the kids was that they seemed to think nothing of the age gap between us, their attitude made me feel like a twenty year old instead of a woman of thirty-eight. The kettle clicked off and I busied myself with making coffee, I could hear the kids moving about upstairs and took the steaming cups into the living room with a smile on my face. A few minutes later they came into the living room; for some reason Tina's face seemed a little flushed and I hoped that she was not coming down with a cold.
"Well," I said as they sat on the sofa, "tell me all the news."
"There's not a lot to tell," Martin replied, "I've been accepted by the Poly, dad's as grumpy as ever and we think mum is having an affair."
"Another one." I commented, "I'm surprised your father has stayed with her what with all the affairs she's had since they got married. Your mother always was over-sexed."
"We've noticed." Tina smiled, "What about you, anything new?"
"Not really," I replied, "there's little opportunity around here."
"I can't believe that," Martin laughed, "not for a sexy woman like you."
"Martin!" I protested.
All the same his comment made my day, I was no Mona Lisa, but I still had my girlish figure, well sort of, and I wasn't too bad to look at. My nephew had certainly brightened up my day though. He grinned at me then laughed, caught up in his mirth I laughed along with him, as did his sister.
"So what have you got planned for us?" Martin asked cheekily, "A good strip show or something?"
"You, young man, are a randy sod, I had better get some bromide when I next go near a chemist." I laughed, "Anyway, you're doomed to disappointment, there isn't a decent stripper within fifty miles of this place."
"So you have checked then." Tina giggled.
We spent the afternoon chatting away about nothing in particular, though much of the conversation seemed to border on the risqué; Martin was full of double innuendos while Tina made saucy tongue in cheek comments. I loved it; they were a breath of fresh air in what had become a boring life. As the sun set I dished up the evening meal, we all drank some wine and chatted while we ate. By the time the meal had ended I felt warm and relaxed and was wishing that I had a regular man. We cleared up the dishes and retired to the living room where I poured us all an after dinner drink and sat down to enjoy the rest of the evening.
"Oh," Martin said suddenly, "we nearly forgot. Tina and I have a couple of things for you. We'll just go and get them."
"Back in a tick." Tina grinned as she stood up.
"I'll freshen your glasses." I responded as they left the room.
I filled the glasses and sat back down again, from upstairs I heard the sounds of them moving about, then there was silence. A few moments later I swore I heard a cry, but put it down to my imagination. Ten minutes later the pair of them returned, they both looked flushed and I noticed that one of the buttons on Tina's blouse was undone. Hiding my surprise at the thought that passed through my mind I smiled up at them. Martin held out a package, as did Tina.
"We hope you like them." Tina said sweetly.
Feeling uncertain I opened the package that Tina had handed me while they sat down on the sofa again. Inside the package was a lace bra and panties set complete with stockings and suspenders, taking out the bra I held it up and looked at it with a broad smile on my lips. The material was so flimsy that you could see right through it, the panties were the same and I wished that I had someone to wear them for.
"They are lovely." I grinned at Tina; "I am going to feel so sexy when I put them on."
"Well before you rush off, open the other package." Martin grinned broadly.
"Saucy bugger." I laughed as I tore at the wrapping.
What I found made me gasp, it was a satin basque, the quarter cups for the breasts were cut to reveal not hide and the front was shaped to show off the wearer's fanny, I wanted to put it on there and then. There was also a pair of sheer silk stockings in the box and I knew that the stockings alone must have cost a bomb.
"Martin," I sighed, "it's beautiful, but it must have cost you a fortune."
