She wasn't sure what woke her up from her slumber, but when she opened her eyes the room was in darkness and the faint sounds of music and laughter could be heard. She sat up with a start, rubbing her eyes to try and banish any hint of sleepiness away, and looked at the clock. "Oh my God!" It was almost 10.30pm!! She must have fallen into a deep sleep and didn’t even hear everyone arriving! What must they think of her?

Swinging her long legs over the side of the bed, she hurriedly thought through her options. Should she throw on a dressing gown and go and apologise, or should she get dressed into her outfit first? As she was already late for her own party, and thinking that another half an hour wouldn't really make much difference at this point, she opted for the latter.

Having made up her mind, she walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on full blast. Thank goodness she had washed her hair this morning. With its short style it wouldn't take much to get it into the spiky, messed up style she usually wore it in. And with the head part of her costume nobody would really see it anyway. She let the water cascade over her body, enjoying as she always did, the gentle sting as it hit her nipples and gasping as they pebbled up. She berated herself about getting horny at the most inopportune moments, and proceeded to vigourously soap herself down, thankful once again for having the foresight to shave her legs, underarms and pussy during her morning shower.

Stepping out of the shower she wrapped herself in a fluffy towel and turned to the full-length mirror. Carefully applying makeup to her blue-green almond shaped eyes, she added extra black mascara to accentuate her lashes. A touch of blusher and some deep red lipstick and she was almost done. The final touch was a few whiskers drawn on with eyeliner. Perfect! Dropping the towel she moisturised herself down with lotion. The subtle smell of honeysuckle tickled her nostrils, and her skin felt silky smooth under her fingers.

Before dressing she couldn't help assessing herself in the mirror. Her eyes shone back at her from her reflection as she took in her appearance. She wasn't skinny by any means, but she wasn't large either. Her full breasts could perhaps have been a bit firmer, and her stomach showed the visible signs of motherhood. But her waist was tapered, and her hips and ass rounded in all the right ways. Not bad for a woman pushing 40 she supposed.

Taking her costume off its hanger she stepped into it. An all in one body suit, the bottoms of which were skimpy hotpants, hugging her ass like a