Greet Kyle.... in a towel.

Beth let the water drain out of the tub before getting up and drying herself off. She wrapped the towel around herself and went to the dresser to find a suitable outfit in which to greet Brian's brother. As she looked through the drawers, her mind wandered: Kyle was probably cute. He was Brian's little brother after all, and a military man. Oooh. I bet he's super fit. An impish thought seized her, and she bit her lip as she slowly closed the drawers.
This is my home. If I want to answer the door in a towel, then I can. {if Shame > 30
}Beth blushed at the thought of being a little tease, and she told herself to just get dressed, but {else
}Beth felt such a{if History = 0
}n unfamiliar{elseif History = 2
} nostalgic{endif
} thrill at the idea of answering the door like that. Her heart jumped at bit and she nearly giggled when {endif
}the doorbell rang{if Shame > 30
}, and the decision was taken out of her hands. It would be rude to keep him waiting...{else
}.{endif
}
Beth {if Shame < 30
}eagerly rushed down the stairs, {else
}descended the stairs with a mixture of excitement and embarrassment, {endif
} pausing only to check herself in a hallway mirror before gripping the front door handle and pulling it open.
"Hi! You must be...." Kyle Palmer stood in the doorway, mouth open as the rest of his words got caught in his throat. "...um. Is this..." He looked at the number on the door again.
"I'm Beth!" Beth smiled, and basked in his reaction. "You must be Kyle!" She stepped forward and gave him a hug, which he returned after a second. "Come on in! Sorry about the towel. I was just getting out of the shower when you rang the doorbell." Beth snagged the towel before it could start to come undone and fall, and she thought Kyle's eyes were going to pop out of his head.
"It's...it's fine..."
Ah, poor kid. He's stunned.
"Come in if you're coming in. I'm not giving the whole neighborhood a show." She turned and led him into the townhouse. "Make yourself at home. I'll be back down in a minute." Beth sauntered to the staircase, and glanced back as she placed her foot on the bottom step. Sure enough, the young Marine's eyes had been glued to her body before they snapped to her face. "Go ahead. Have a seat and relax."

Upstairs in her bedroom, Beth nearly squealed with {if Shame > 30
}unexpected {endif
}glee. Oh that was so much fun. He IS a cutie.
Beth picked out a flowered sundress, a cute pink bra and thong, and got dressed. She gave her hair some attention with the blow dryer and brush before heading back downstairs. Kyle was on the couch looking at his phone, and when she reached the living room, he stood, practically at attention.
"It's nice to meet you ma'am. I apologize for my lack of manners." He extended his hand for her to shake.
Beth laughed, bypassing his hand for another hug. "Oh stop. We're family. I've been looking forward to meeting you." For whatever reason, that seemed to loosen something in Kyle and he relaxed his posture, sitting on the couch and leaning back as Beth took a place on the loveseat across from him.