Maybe it was too much wine or the spicy food Rachel's mother made for dinner, but I was having the weirdest dreams.
In the dream I was fucking Rachel from behind in some hotel room that looked like her mother's bedroom. But sometimes when I looked at her she was her mother also. It was all very surreal until I turned her around and she was Rachel again and she was smiling that intoxicated smile she gets sometimes and then pushed me away like she does, saying, "Bad!" Then Rachel shifted in bed, and I woke up unable to believe that the dream wasn't real.
After a minute of trying to figure out what was real, I was wide awake. It was so real, I felt guilty. I had never cheated on my girlfriend before.
I got up and went out of the room and through the living room of the rented condo where we were staying on vacation with her mother, Cathy, and her mother's boyfriend, Robby.
Through the sliding glass door, I saw Cathy clearly in the moonlight, out on the balcony over-looking the lagoon. She was smoking a cigarette.
According Rachel she had quit five years ago, but had started up again a few months back when she started dating Robby, who was 27 was only a couple years older than Rachel and I who were both 22. Rachel swore her mother was going through a mid-life crisis, and I had noticed that now that she was dating Robby, she treated Rachel a lot more like a friend than a daughter. It could get pretty uncomfortable too, like the night before, down at the pool, when she and Robby were making out pretty heavily in the hot tub.
He even held the string on her bikini top when she was getting out, causing her breasts to fall out in front of us. Cathy laughed it off, though, and wasn't even very quick to put her top back on until Rachel gave her a dirty look. I guess that sort of explained the second dream.
She jumped when I walked out on the balcony.
"Oh, Jake. You scared me."
"Sorry," I said.
She was only wearing a short robe which was untied and panties without a bra. Her breasts sagged, and she had some extra weight, but other than that, you could not have told the difference between her body and Rachel's. In the face, she was simply Rachel with short hair and crow's feet beginning to set in under her eyes. They had the same cheekbones and eyes. She looked down at the cigarette.
"Don't tell."
"I won't," I said. "If you bribe me with one."
She handed me the box and I took one out and put it in my mouth. She reached in and lit it for me and as she did I saw her left breast exposed.
I know she caught me looking, but she said nothing and didn't ,move to close her robe.
Thinking back to earlier and the dream, I felt an erection coming on so I sat down on one of the deck chairs.
We smoked in silence for a minute, looking out at the lagoon, and then she closed her robe and sat down on the other chair.
"I'm sorry if we were a little lewd earlier," she said.
"Huh? Oh, no, its fine."