Chapter 5 Game Night
I would like to thank volunteer editor DWS1973 for his encouragement and help with the story structure.
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By the time Ashley and Ryan got back to Ashley's house after their run, it was almost noon. The late August day's heat was building, and Ashley quickly shucked her running shoes and dove into the pool wearing just her sports bra and spanky shorts. When she surfaced, she taunted Ryan, "Come on slow poke, it feels great."
Ryan replied, "What is this, a triathlon? If it is then, I need my bicycle."
Ryan cannonballed into the pool next to Ashley. When he came to the surface, Ashley was already swimming laps. He was not going to let her show him up, so he tried to match her lap for lap. At first he had no trouble matching her steady pace but as she kept grinding out laps like a machine, he began to falter. Finally, he quit and rested at the end of the pool. After she had done another couple of laps, Ashley realized Ryan was through and stopped swimming, not wanting to show him up too much.
Ashley grabbed the edge of the pool a few feet away from Ryan and said, "What an awesome day! I could burst with joy!"
By then Ryan's breathing had returned to normal. He smiled and said, "If I ever said anything disrespectful about soccer players' conditioning, I take it back."
Ashley laughed, "Oh so the football jocks have been talking about us behind our backs?
"Well no, but we do think we are the toughest athletes around. Now I think we may be wrong. At least you could run anyone on the football team into the ground."
Ashley countered, "Soccer is no different from American football. If you are in good shape, then you'll be able to make that great move when you need to, especially at the end of the game when you've worn the other team down.
Ashley climbed out of the pool while Ryan stared at her trim body. Ashley's sports bra covered little more than her ample breasts. He loved Ashley's form fitting running shorts that everyone referred to as spanky pants. They were hardly bigger than bikini bottoms and displayed the curves of Ashley's firm ass to Ryan's appreciative eyes. Ryan particularly appreciated that the spanky pants had ridden up and exposed most of Ashley's ass cheeks. Ryan felt himself getting hard as he watched Ashley saunter over to the lawn and lay face down with her head resting on her tan arms.
Ryan pulled himself from the pool and lay down next to Ashley. "So I guess no bicycles then."
Ashley laughed, "Well if you need more exercise, I'm sure Josh would let you borrow his bike. How many miles do we need to ride for a triathlon?"
Ryan said, "No really, I'm good."
They both turned their heads as Ashley's Dad opened the sliding door of the house and walked over to them.
Ryan said, "Oh hello Mr. Walker. What's up?"
Robert said, "Hey please just call me Robert."
"OK, Mr. Walker, err Robert."
Robert said, "Ryan, I had a call from your Mom while you guys were running. Your grandmother is still in the ICU and your parents plan on staying for now. I told her we'd be glad to watch after you. So if it's all right with you, then you can sleep in the guest room and catch your meals here. We have to make sure that Rivervale's star quarterback is well fed and ready to play."
"Oh, thanks, Mr. Walker, I mean Robert. I don't want to be a bother but thought I'd be stuck with TV dinners for a while."
"Hey no problem, I have to feed my ravenous kids anyway."
Ryan turned to Ashley and said, "I hope it's OK with you too."
Ashley replied, "What could be better? I'll be surrounded by the three men in the world that I love the most."
Robert said, "Great then it's settled. I have a pile of steaks marinating. I'll get some summer vegetables and fresh picked sweet corn from the farm stand down the road. Knowing how much you guys eat, maybe I should get a couple of bags of salt potatoes too. I'll have to ration the wine since tomorrow is Monday and you all have a full day of practice. "
Ashley said, "No rest until school starts a week from Thursday. I'm surprised they don't have practice on the weekend."
Ryan said, "Don't be surprised if they don't have us working out next Saturday and maybe Sunday too."
Ashley said, "Really? But what about the party for the senior's on the football team?"
Ryan replied, "Well weekend practices are usually limited so they shouldn't interfere with a party on Saturday night. Practice Sunday would only be a few hours in the afternoon anyway."
Robert queried, "Party?"
Ryan said, "It is a tradition that the football team captain's host a party for the senior players the weekend before school starts. It'll be at my place. My parents made some arrangements for a caterer and security. So even if they are not there, they said I could still host it."
Robert said, "Well if you need any chaperones, I can always help."
Ashley groaned. If her Dad was at the party, there was no way she'd be able to lobby the players for their votes. At least not the way she might have to in order to compete with her hated opponent Ellen Somerfield.
Ryan was very diplomatic, "I appreciate the offer but I think you'd be pretty bored. My Dad hired a caterer and a pretty strict security firm that he uses for the bank. They will confiscate everyone's keys at the start of the party in case someone smuggles in some alcohol. They won't let anything happen because they like the banks business."
Robert said, "Well it sounds like you have it covered then. Still if you want a hand, I'm available."
Ryan said, "I think you'll have your hands full feeding all of us."