I showered early the next morning. After unanticipated multiple blowjobs from most of the students in Miss Miranda's studio and then the weird choreographed fuck session with Miranda, we agreed that I reeked of sex. Alexis joined me almost as soon as I stepped in the shower and as always, it was so confining in the shower that I practically had to wash her body with mine and vice versa. I particularly love molesting her ass and tits. She always squeals and makes feeble attempts to get away. There is nowhere for her to get away to. She retaliates by grabbing my cock in whatever state of hardness it's in. These showers always end with us entwined with each other in passionate embrace as we rinse off.
We dried each other off outside the shower. Frankly, there isn't much more room there either. Alexis had learned from experience that there is no room for towel snapping on her ass as long as she is in the bathroom because we are too close. The towel snapping always happens after we move out of the bathroom into the kitchen were there's plenty of room for a windup. So now she hits the threshold of the kitchen doorway and runs bare-assed across the kitchen to escape the towel. I never put any energy behind my half-hearted attempts. I just love to hear her squeal and that 'Pretty Woman' laugh of hers when she knows for sure she's escaped another one. Locker room towel snapping can be extremely painful if you're an uninitiated freshman or an otherwise newbie.
We were late so we each grabbed a piece of toast and headed for the car with our carry bags. It was going to be another busy day. I would barely get home from practice before our dinner guests were scheduled to arrive. Alexis had the bulk of the afternoon off after classes.
Around lunchtime my cell phone rang. It was my pal Noah. He told me that the last of the pools had been closed for the season and that he had parked the van in my folk's driveway and left the keys with my Mom. He mostly wanted to tell me that something was going on with Olivia and Sophia. He didn't know what, but they were both excited about something. They didn't seem so gloomy all the time. He laughed at one point when he told me that even when one or both of them dragged him to the house to ravage his body, they were quiet and moody. He said that he was going to have to refuse their advances. Then he burst out laughing. I told him I would give Olivia a call. He asked if we would be coming home for Thanksgiving and I told him that we were and I'd see him then. Noah was about to end the call but then he told me that my van had got the attention of local Police Officers. He said that he hadn't remembered Erin and Samantha and they scared the shit out of him before they fucked the shit out of him. He ended his call by saying that he wanted to trade lives with me. I told him he seemed to be doing just fine with his. He laughed and hung-up.
I stood there with the dead phone to my ear wondering about Olivia and Sophia. I hoped they weren't still having trouble with their criminal husbands. That reminded me that Alexis' step-father, Jim's trial was coming up soon. The newspapers had labeled him the new "Whitey Bulger". I thought they were stretching the truth a little but it sold newspapers and he was a bad guy. The trial had been delayed a couple times. His lawyer wanted the trial in a different location and the prosecutors claimed that the Jury Pool was being intimidated. I was just glad he was in jail. I would have worried myself sick for Emma if he was out on the lamb like Ron and Paul were. They were both bad guys too; maybe worse.
I recovered from my reverie and put my phone away and headed to my next class a couple buildings away. I was lost in thought when I heard rapid footsteps come up behind me and then arms went around me and picked me up off the ground and set me back down. I turned quickly, ready for combat. It was Dean. We did all that juvenile guy stuff of fake punch throwing. I parried his slow-motion jabs and round-houses. He had a huge smile on his face. When he settled down and collected his breath, I said, "Hey big guy. What's up? You look like the cat that swallowed the canary."
He inhaled a long gulp of air and bent over at the waist and then stood straight with his shoulders back and said, "I have a date," and burst into a grin. He continued, "I didn't ask her out, she asked me out. Holy shit, I've never been asked out on a date before."
I asked, "Do I know her?" figuring it was one of the Cheerleaders that he had his eye on and could never get up the gumption to ask out.
He said, "I think you do. She's a freshman and I think she is one of Alexis' new friends. Her name is Josie." I was floored. Just a few nights ago Josie had been talking to Nina about how much she like big guys. I was certain she was talking about Dean and then that whole thing at the dorm about Nina and Yu-Gin teasing Josie because she had a crush on me. Now she's asking Dean out. Holy shit.
I said, "Dean! That's great. She's a beautiful girl. I know Alexis was worried that I'd be interested in her."
Dean laughed at that, "Josie is beautiful but let's be honest, she's no Alexis. Buddy. Keep your eye on the prize." I punched Dean on the arm and he punched me back and we started walking together toward my next class. We talked about the big Football game tomorrow night. It would make our season if we could beat these guys.
I peeled off toward my building and Dean kept going straight. I yelled back, "We'll have to have you and Josie over for dinner sometime." He gave me a thumbs-up and we went on our ways. As I entered the building I was thinking, 'Go figure. Who can ever figure women out anyway?' I hoped that Dean wouldn't find out that Josie and I had already got it on in her dorm room. With Nina and Yu-Gin present at the time, I doubted it would be a secret long. It could present a problem between him and me. I knew Alexis would be ecstatic with the news.
After practice I showered quickly and dressed commando, like usual, and drove the short distance home. Alexis was dressed in a short, flimsy material skirt with an open shouldered silk blouse. She had Emma's apron on tied in the front. She was at the stove with her back to me when I came in. I closed the door behind me and crossed the kitchen to wrap my hands around her narrow waist and lean in and kiss her neck and then her ear. She groaned and tipped her head back against my shoulder offering more of her neck. I kissed her there again and she groaned again before whispering, "Oh fuck Baby. I'm so horny I don't know if I can get dinner on the table."
