This story picks up a month after Little Miss Communication. While the original story is not a necessary read, I'd highly suggest it for a fuller picture of who Elaine and Hayden are and how they got together.
Can one plus one sometimes equal three?
"I'll see you later, El." Hayden Beck raked his fingers through his long, unkempt hair. He had cultured a lazy, bad boy mash-up and Elaine hated herself a little for thinking it cute. To Natalie and Rebecca, he nodded. "Ladies..."
"Bye." Elaine Little watched the span of his shoulders all the way to the door. That's when she heard their snickers. "What?"
"So how long have you two been hooking up?" It was Rebecca asking, looking from the closing doors to Elaine.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She risked a glance at Natalie, who was the only other person that knew about her and Hayden. Natalie's quick shake of the head wasn't missed.
"So you're in on this, too?" Rebecca accused, turning on the oldest of the three women and raising a dark eyebrow.
Natalie raised her hands and took a step back. "I don't even know what that term means to you young kids. Is a 'hook up' making out? Or a date? Or more like--"
"Save it, Natalie. You've probably done more hooking up since your divorce than either of us combined." Focus shifted back to Elaine and Natalie mouthed an I'm sorry.
"So how long?" Rebecca worked the juice bar at City Fitness, the gym where Natalie and Hayden were trainers and Elaine taught yoga. "I'll see you later, El? I didn't realize that you and Hayden were so friendly."
"We work together." Elaine touched her neck, almost surprised when her skin didn't burn her fingertips. "And he was saying goodbye to all of us."
"Uh, huh. So when did he start calling you 'El'? I thought you were 'Little' to him."
Natalie barked a laugh, but didn't say a word.
"OK, fine. About a month. But it's not serious." Hayden and Elaine were an unlikely pair. He was the moody slacker with a reputation for sleeping around. She was the hard working over-achiever putting herself through law school by working part time at the gym. But when they were together and alone -- and naked -- it just worked.
"Elaine, I didn't know you had it in you."
Elaine looked away under Rebecca's reappraisal. "Guess I'm not as innocent as everyone thinks." She glanced at Natalie. Really, she kind of was. It wasn't that she had problems getting boyfriends. It was that they were just that, boyfriends. And they were never guys like Hayden.
"He's definitely a hottie. Good for you." Pride mixed with the little bit of embarrassment she still felt whenever she thought about her situation. Rebecca was beautiful -- Colombian American with large eyes and long, dark hair -- and she looked a little envious.
"Seriously, it's not a big deal." Except that it really, really was.
"It's bigger than average." Natalie's comment drew both sets of eyes and the redhead burst out laughing. "What?"
Rebecca was the first to respond. "Am I the only one at the gym who hasn't slept with him?"
It had been Natalie who'd set Elaine and Hayden up. The older woman (and technically, the boss) had been hooking up with Hayden afterhours, and when Elaine discovered it, Natalie hatched a bait-and-switch plan that matched up her two younger employees and lost her favorite boy-toy in the process.
Elaine was happy to let the conversation carry on between Natalie and Rebecca. "Pretty sure Meredith hasn't." Meredith, the lesbian. "Besides, don't you have a boyfriend?"
"Sure, but he'd be cool with it."
"I'm sorry?" The words just tumbled out of Elaine's mouth.
Rebecca shrugged. "We've actually been talking about a threesome with another guy. Hayden would be perfect." Even Natalie was speechless.
"Um..." Elaine felt the hairs on the back of her neck go up. That wasn't jealousy she was feeling, right? Couldn't be.
"I mean, if you don't mind me borrowing him for the night." Like Hayden was a purse that would go well with Rebecca's outfit. It didn't sit well with Elaine.
"Sounds a little gross."
The Latina didn't answer immediately and Elaine felt shamed by the judgment. "I guess that's one way to look at it." She just used up any cred she'd built-up with her friends-with-benefits confession. "I mean, I don't even know your boyfriend--"
"You've met him a couple times."
She had, hadn't she? "Waving hello when he picks you up doesn't quite count." And he'd been pretty yummy, too. Like a Bollywood movie star. Crisp shirts and matching ties. Designer sunglasses pushed up into his dark, metrosexual hair.
"Good looking, right?"
"Yes," Natalie answered for her. Elaine felt her control slipping away.
"Shouldn't he and Hayden at least meet?" Somehow, she'd gone from walking in the door of the dealership to negotiating a price without remembering when she'd decided to buy a car.
"Mm, yeah, I suppose so. You going to Saturday's happy hour thing?" Rebecca's excitement was apparent all the way from her pointed chin to those big brown eyes.
"I was planning on studying for my finals, but I suppose I could meet you guys for a drink." Her heart leapt. The fantasy of the experience and the real possibility of it were two very different things.
"Fantastic. Then it's a date."
"Great." God, could her face get any hotter? "I have a yoga class in ... I have to prepare for..."
Rebecca and Natalie were laughing as she turned away to hide her face. "Oh, and did I mention he's got a great cock?" Rebecca called after. What had she just agreed to?
"OH GOD!" Elaine screamed over the shower spray, her hands gripping Hayden's long, wet hair. The shower wall was cold on her back where he had her pinned, yet the water was hot, almost burning her skin. She dug her heels deeper into Hayden's back and flexed, bouncing along the full length of him.
Dropping one hand to the base of his neck, she marveled as she felt his muscles ripple, alive beneath his wet skin. "OH YES!" Hayden clawed her ass as he held her up. She felt his lips and tongue walk along the side of her neck. A shiver passed across her body. His mouth found her soft earlobe. Her nipples tightened. God, he felt good.
Fingers splayed, she ran them down his back. Felt his ass muscles work with each heavy thrust. Every breath was a fight to draw. Every drive of his cock had her reeling. She tipped her head back, feeling the hot water strike her exposed neck. She shrieked something that could have been another "Oh God!" as her climax powered through her body.
Elaine grabbed Hayden's face, pulling it up to hers and smothering his lips in a wet, sloppy kiss. She felt his cock jerk. She rolled her hips against him, feeling his trimmed pubes scrape against her clean-shaven mound. His heat exploded, deep inside, as his orgasm tore a gurgling cry from her throat. Her whole body trembled, weightless, in the come-down.
Hayden placed her carefully onto the tiled shower floor, his arms trembling from the exertion of holding her, despite her slight build. She ran her fingers through her wet hair and looked around. Most of the lights were off in the women's shower room at City Fitness. It was their idea of "mood lighting."
"One day, we're going to have to do that somewhere more traditional," Elaine laughed.
Their kiss felt tropical, mouths still wet from the shower spray, loose and lazy. "The decline bench press not traditional enough for you?" Elaine rolled her eyes, but couldn't help stirring at the memory: draped backwards on the sloped bench, a knee looped in one leg restraint as Hayden fucked her from above -- she came with a head rush, curling up against his lean nudity and nearly passing out.
Hayden conceded. "OK, I suppose that was a bit much, even by our standards." Their standards. She thought of her conversation with Rebecca earlier and hesitated. Hayden saw it. "What?"
"You know that thing we talked about?"
"Threesome." Did her heart make that audible thunk?
"Still interested in that?"
She'd been busy looking everywhere but at Hayden, but she risked a glance then. Elaine wasn't sure what it was about him, but she challenged herself when they were together. She hadn't even really admitted her threesome fantasy to herself, but when he asked about things she'd like to try, the confession had come easily.
"Yeah." More than interested. How to tell him that she'd pimped him out? "So what do you think of Rebecca?"
"Juice bar Rebecca? Colombian with the giant, um ... eyes?"
Don't be jealous. Don't be jealous. "She's technically American."
Hayden pulled back and eyed her. "What's this about, El?" Even before he'd finished the sentence, his mind went down the obvious path. She felt his reaction in the sudden stirring against her thigh as much as she saw it in his smile.
"Is she who you were thinking of? I thought you wanted two guys, but this works--"
"No, no. I do want two guys. She just came up with a solution--" Fuck, she'd somehow crossed the point of no return without realizing it. "She offered up her boyfriend if I was interested. But there's a catch. You'd need to return the favor."
"Well, that's unexpected." He mulled it over, the curl of his lips suggesting that it was acceptable, too. Of course it would be. She'd caught him eyeing the curvy brunette more than once. "And you're sure about this?"
"Well, don't get too excited about it."
.... There is more of this story ...