So, the Bull Dogs got selected for a Bowl Game after all. Football practice is a big part of everyday again. "Shit!" We are heading toward finals, end of Semester and Christmas vacation. Alexis and I have had a couple trysts with Rachel, our fiftyish landlady and Alexis has had one with Mitch, Rachel's twenty-six year old daughter. Now Rachel and Mitch appear to setting us up for God-knows-what. Rachel called me to 'request a play-date' and Mitch called Alexis the same day to 'request a play-date'. The terminology, 'request a play-date', could just be a family grown turn of phrase and therefore just a coincidence. I think the two of them have some plans that they have worked out between them. To what end, I hadn't a clue.
It was our belief that our sexual escapades with Rachel were unknown to Mitch. Mitch knew her mother was having sex with someone after she found semen in her hair at the dinner table and she was certainly trying hard to figure out who the guy was. We believed that Mitch's tryst with Alexis and Jan was also a secret.
It was a mystery that I couldn't leave alone. Between classes, football practice, studying, eating, sleeping, making love to my lady whenever she wanted and whenever I wanted, there wasn't much time left in a day. Sometimes we multi-tasked by having sex while we studied, at the dining room table or when the mood struck in the middle of the night. Apparently I was working on 'the mystery' in my sleep.
As often happens when there is a problem to solve, I came up with at least a partial truth in my sleep. It was one of those "Ah-ha" moments when you're working subconsciously in a dream and then come wide awake. I smiled to myself and got out of bed, grabbed a pad of paper and a pen and wrote it all down in case this was all a dream and I wouldn't remember any of it in the morning. I climbed back into bed and kissed Alexis on the earlobe, which elicited a mumble of unintelligible words as she fell back to sleep.
It was pitch black when I woke in the morning a half hour before the alarm was to go off. I remembered it all and checked my notes to make sure. Alexis was already up and sitting at the breakfast nook table sipping her coffee, studying one of her textbooks when I came out with the notepad and a huge grin on my face. Alexis looked up at me and said, "What canary have you swallowed?" I sat down across from her and related what I had worked out in my sleep.
My theory was that since Rachel and Mitch used the same words, "request a play-date" they must have had some conversation between themselves about trying to include us in a sexual play-date. If only one of them had called, it wouldn't have been strange that she was just trying to line up another tryst between the two or three of us. Therefore, Rachel and Mitch must have an ongoing sexual relationship with each other but don't know the other is already having sex with us. Mitch probably figured she already had an in with Alexis, unknown to her mother, and could arrange a 'play-date' for her mother to 'crash' and join in, feigning some reluctance considering her daughter was involved. Then we would have no reason to think this wasn't their first time together.
Since Rachel knew she already had an in and wasn't aware that Mitch did too, she decided to call me to make the same 'request for a play-date'. If Mitch was unsuccessful, which Rachel was sure she would be, they would have a back-up plan arranged by Rachel through me. Then Mitch would be the 'crasher' instead of the 'crashee' with the same results.
When I finished laying this all out to Alexis she just shook her head and said, "I worry about you sometimes, mister." I grinned at her. It was pretty convoluted but I was asking her to shoot holes in my theory, which she promptly did. "If Rachel and Mitch are already having sex together, why not just invite us to join them. Mother and daughter sex isn't new to me?"
I replied, "They aren't aware of your relationship with your mother and they probably feel secretive about theirs. It's not something you make public." I knew the whole theory was pretty weak but I was certain of one thing; Rachel and Mitch were having sex and probably had been for some time. The rest was speculation but right or wrong, I had a plan of my own and I summarized it for Alexis before getting dressed and hobbling out to early morning football practice. I was as lame and sore as at the beginning of practices last fall.
I was at the cafeteria lunch table with Dean and some other non-football friends that had come to Alexis' Graduation party last summer. I didn't have a lot of free time so, with all of them sitting there, I called Rachel's cell phone and asked for her permission to have a party for our friends this coming Saturday to celebrate the end of the semester. Her response was what I had expected and it was that it was our apartment and we could have over whomever we wanted. I told her I thought it was only polite to ask and was about to hang up after thanking her. Before I pulled my phone off my ear, she said, "What about our play-date?"
I didn't hesitate, "Of course. I talked to Alexis and we are both so wrapped up in finals this week. We agreed that we could schedule something for next week before Christmas. Alexis will be going home a few days before but I have practices until the Christmas Eve day. So if you want both of us it would have to be before Tuesday or with just me it could be Tuesday or Wednesday."
Rachel was quiet for a moment and then said, "Monday it is then. I'll come by after dinner, say seven thirty? Okay?"
I replied, "Great; looking forward to it. I'll let Alexis know and we'll see you then. Oh, by the way; you and Mitch are invited to our party Saturday. I really hope you can make it. It should be a good time."
