The Challenge Ch. 03: The Only Woman

They talked more for the next hour. They talked about Elle's college plans, her school work, Marcia, Ulysses, and a few other random things.

As they moved to the weight machines, Elle noticed something odd, something that made her feel uncomfortable. It was the way Devin looked at her, touched her when they would spot each other, and compliment her. If Elle had to guess, Devin was flirting with her, possibly even attracted to her. Elle felt weird by it, but forged ahead regardless.

Elle told herself to let it happen. She let Devin caress her waist and hips when she spotted her from behind while squatting, she let Devin lightly graze her breast as she moved her hand across Elle's stomach, and Elle let Devin rest her hand on the small of her back as they moved from machine to machine.

At the end of their workout, Devin walked Elle to her car in the parking lot, gave Elle her cell number, and suggested they hang out sometime. Elle smiled and nodded, "When are you at the gym usually?"

"Usually during the weekday nights, but sometimes in the morning on Saturday, like today," Devin winked.

"Ok great, well I'll see you Monday evening perhaps," Elle said, having never gone to the gym on school nights.

"I'll look forward to it," Devin said, her index finger lightly, playfully, caressing Elle's chin, causing her to blush.

Later that day in the shower, Elle talked to herself again, "Ok, so I'll just see what happens. I'll hang out with her and if something happens, so be it."

Elle sighed heavily, looking down to the drain once more, "I don't know if this will work. It felt weird."

Chapter 7

Elle felt slightly better as the week went on. She had gathered the courage to talk to a woman. Each gym session was very similar to the first; the touches, the glances, the smiles, and subtle flirts. Elle complimented Devin on her perfume, realizing the reason she liked it, was because it was the same scent her mother uses.

Elle convinced her mother that she would do all homework before heading to the gym that night. In fact, she didn't see much of Marcia at all. Elle would also find herself thinking about Devin in class, reasoning that maybe she was bi-sexual, then shaking her head, disagreeing with herself, "it's just an experiment," she thought.

Ulysses joined the two ladies at the gym Wednesday night. Devin and Elle mostly hung out, but afterward, Devin suggested Elle and Ulysses go get a smoothie afterward. Elle missed seeing him and was hoping to run an idea by him.

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Ulysses SUV rocked gently back and forth in the gym parking lot. They were in the back seat and Elle was on top, bouncing wildly on his cock. She tried to go slow so no one would notice the rocking vehicle, but she couldn't help it; luckily it was after hours and there weren't many cars around and the back windows were tinted.

"Oh yes, yes," Elle whimpered, out of breath, wrapping her arms around Ulysses shoulders. "I love your cock."

Ulysses chuckled, his hands kneading Elle's ass," That's always nice to hear, but what about me? I'm not too bad am I?"

"What? No, you are awesome, a great friend," Elle said, giving him a loud smooch on the lips. "Which is why I wanted to ask you something."

"Sure, you can ask me anything," Ulysses said, his cock still embedded in Elle.

"Devin. Is she, um, how do I put this -- does she like women?" Elle asked.

"She does, actually. She likes men and women," Ulysses answered. "It sort of developed a few years ago when her and my dad separated."

"I see," Elle nodded, looking to her side.

"Are you? Into women?" Ulysses asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Well, I'm not sure. Maybe?" Elle shrugged.

"You should come over to my apartment Friday night. Devin may stop by, we can have dinner -- just the three of us," Ulysses suggested.

Elle thought for a moment, "I guess I could."

"As long as you don't get in trouble with your mom," Ulysses gave her a stern look.

"I won't. I'll tell her the truth. I'm going to have dinner at a friend's house."

"She won't pry? Look, I just don't know what she'd think if you told her the whole truth. Dinner at a friend's house with an older man - a black man," Ulysses cocked his head to the side.

"If it'll make you happy, I'll tell her I'm going to dinner with a friend from the gym and his mother Friday night."

"I think that'll make me feel better," Ulysses said.

"You worry too much. Maybe this will make you feel better too," Elle winked, slowly starting to grind her body against Ulysses. Her plan was set. At dinner maybe there would be more flirting amongst her and Devin, and that may lead to some kind of date, which could lead to a homosexual experience.

When Elle got home later that night, she showered, and joined her mother on the couch, snuggling into her arms. "I may be able to do this after all," she told herself, referring to experiencing a woman. She closed her eyes, laying her head on his mother's lap, "maybe mom and I could - ," she said in her head, not finishing her thought, letting the absurdity of it cause it to end.

Chapter 8

"OK," Devin said, slightly slurring, sitting on the other side of Ulysses on the couch, "Let's have some fun."

Both Devin and Ulysses had been drinking, Ulysses less though. Devin offered Elle some wine, to which Ulysses shot her a stern look, putting a stop to her offering.

After dinner they were sitting on the couch, Devin telling stories about Ulysses attempting to embarrass him.

The night was going by nicely, Elle noticing Devin was even more flirtatious with her. Devin would touch Elle's back, tickle her waist, and run her fingers through her hair while they talked and so on. Elle felt a little nervous, but at the same time telling herself to have an open mind.

Those thoughts were squashed when Devin, after suggesting more fun, set her wine glass on the table next to the couch, stood and began unbuttoning her blouse. Elle glanced over to Ulysses. He was watching his stepmother. Elle glanced back to Devin and she was sliding out of skirt, she wasn't wearing underwear. She removed her bra and held out her hand to a shocked Elle.

Elle gulped, taking Devin's hand, allowing herself to be helped up. Devin smiled, "Arms up."

The naked Devin, pulled Elle's top off, letting it fall to the floor. Still in shock, she looked over to Ulysses, watching him stroke his cock. He nodded, smiling to her, "Elle, you ok?"

Elle didn't reply. She watched Devin go to her knees and began unbuttoning Elle's blue jeans. "Um, uh, I," was all she could get out. Devin unzipped her and pulled at her pants, exposing some of her underwear.

Devin leaned in and sniffed, breathing the girl's aroma in, "Mmmm, can't wait to taste you."

Elle suddenly pushed Devin away, grabbed her shirt, and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door and began crying uncontrollably. She couldn't do it. She couldn't go through with it. Her plan had failed. She was embarrassed and felt like a dumb little girl.

There was a knock at the door a few minutes later, "Elle, can I come in?" Devin asked. Elle didn't answer.

"It's ok, I just want to apologize," Devin said. Elle opened the door, wiping her eyes, and watched Devin enter, closing the door behind her. She was wearing a bathrobe.

"I'm sorry, Elle. Please forgive me. I assumed you might be interested in women. That was wrong of me," Devin explained, holding Elle's shoulders.

"I just thought that maybe I could try it, but," she paused, the tears returning, "Ulysses was here and then you stripped in front of him, I got scared, and I panicked."

Devin gave Elle a motherly hug, "It's ok. It's fine now. I just know your mom, and I thought maybe, well," Devin paused, pushing Elle away, wiping a tear from her cheek, "I shouldn't have assumed anything. I hope you can forgive me."

Elle nodded, giving Devin a weak smile. "Listen, why don't you and Ulysses go out for dessert, maybe some ice cream?"

Elle nodded again and Devin walked her out of the bathroom. "You two go get some ice cream. I'm going to do the dishes," Devin told Ulysses.

"Is everything ok?" He asked.

"Yes, we're fine, it was just a misunderstanding. It was my fault and I apologized to Elle," Devin said, patting Elle's back. Elle looked at Ulysses and then down to the floor embarrassed.

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"So how long have you and Devin, been, you know?" Elle asked, sipping on a milk shake in Ulysses' car while they waited at a stop light.

"Since I was 15," Ulysses answered.

"Wow."

"Yep, it just sorta happened. Over the next few years, by the time I left for college, Devin's sisters had joined in on it too. My father never knew."

"So that's not why she and he split up?" Elle asked.

"No, they hadn't been getting along for awhile. Then she walked in on him and one of his students. He was a college professor. Still is I guess. That was the final straw."

"Why don't you and her just, you know, be a couple now?"

Ulysses shrugged, "Maybe one day. I don't know. She's like a mother, but she isn't of course. We sleep together for fun, for comfort, and all that. I have a coworker that I'm trying to get over, Devin helps with that too. So who knows? I do love her though. So maybe one day, in a few years, when I talk to my father even less than I do now, we may go that route."

"Wow, 15," Elle chuckled.

"Yeah, she's not all that older than me, about 10 years or so. But yeah. We've kept it a secret all these years. I learned everything from her and her sisters. Each one different in bed than the other. It's quite beautiful actually," Ulysses said, driving off when the light turned green.

"Yes, beautiful," Elle whispered, looking out the passenger side window. An image of her mother went through her head, her stomach, her back, holding her, kissing her, her face looking into Elle's.

"You promise you'll keep it a secret? I don't know who you could tell, but anyway, I'd appreciate it if you kept it between us," Ulysses said, causing Elle to come out of her trance.

"I won't tell. Can I tell you a secret?" She asked.

"Of course," Ulysses glanced at her, then back to the road.

Elle sighed, "I was thinking that maybe I could do stuff with Devin. We had been talking at the gym, and kind of flirting I guess. Anyway, I just thought I could try something with a woman. But I couldn't go through with it."

"Well, that's ok. No one is making you do anything you aren't comfortable with," Ulysses said.

"Well see the thing is, I want to, but," Elle paused, tears welling up in her eyes again, "there's one woman I want to do things with and I just thought maybe I can try it out first with someone else."

"Elle?" Ulysses asked, glancing over to her now crying face.

"I want to make love to," she started shaking her head, attempting to admit something that she knew, deep down was true, "my mother."

The dam broke and she was crying much more now, "That's the first time I've said it out loud. But it's true. She's the only woman I would ever do anything like that with. The only one."

"Elle, it's ok," Ulysses said, reaching over to pat her leg. "I won't tell anyone."

"I have no idea what I'm going to do; she would never do that with me, never. She too good a person," Elle said.

They were parked in Ulysses apartment complex. Elle had calmed down a bit. "Elle, I'm sorry. I didn't think you would cry again."

Elle shrugged, looking out the window, "I just feel like an idiot for looking at her this way. She's so gorgeous."

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Ulysses asked.

Elle shrugged again. There was a long silence, Ulysses always trying to be helpful, spoke up. "It's funny. One thing I've noticed in my experience with more than one woman at the same time is that on occasion, the women will start focusing less on me and more on each other. Devin has done that a lot, it's kind of annoying actually," He chuckled.

"But if I'm relaxed and just enjoying myself, I'll lie there and watch the women get lost in their own little worlds, forgetting about me. One time I was watching - it was great. I cleared my throat after about 10 minutes and they turned to me and giggled," Ulysses watched Elle politely nod her head.

"Anyway, what I'm getting at is maybe if you introduced a man into the picture, a man you and her could feel really comfortable around, then perhaps at some point the three of you could get intimate, which could be a catalyst for you and just her later on."

Elle furrowed her eyebrows, pondering his suggestion, "Hmmm."

"it's worth a shot. I know you said you and her were close, but perhaps not that close."

"It is worth a shot," Elle said softly, turning to face him. "Are you free tomorrow night?"

Chapter 9

Elle and Ulysses sat in his car and talked another hour about this plan. Elle would introduce Ulysses to her mother, hope they hit it off, maybe even date him, maybe even sleep with him, and at the same time Elle would flirt with him herself so Marcia sees that Ulysses and Elle are good friends. Ulysses suggested that maybe at some point, if they are comfortable enough around each other, affection could lead to a threeway -- in which Elle would attempt to shift the focus from Ulysses to her mother. Ulysses had no guarantee this idea would work, but Elle thought it sounded great, joking that Ulysses just wanted to sleep with a mom and daughter combo. He denied it after admitting it'd be nice. She thought it'd be the only way to go. In the meantime, Elle decided to do what she could to make her mother feel even more comfortable around her. They ended their conversation with a blow job from Elle. Bob's challenge and money was never thought of, or mentioned.

Elle wasted no time putting this plan into action. She showered that night and instead of putting on her pajamas right away, Elle joined her mother in bed while she was flipping through a magazine still wearing a towel. Elle didn't think it was that big a deal, but it was different than her normal routine. She made sure to slowly kiss her mom's tummy when she said good night before heading to her own bed.

Hugging her mother from behind, nuzzling into the back of the taller woman while she did dishes the next morning, Elle asked if it was ok that her friend came over for dinner. Marcia assured her it was fine. Elle informed her he was an older guy, maybe around 30, who she met at the gym. Marcia raised her eye brow at that information, not sure what to make of it.

"No, no, it's not like that! He's awesome. Very friendly, very nice, I think you'd like him," Elle told Marcia.

"Alright, well, that's fine I guess. If he is ever inappropriate with you, you know where to kick him," Marcia said, bringing her daughter in for an embrace.

"Mmm you smell good," Elle noted, breathing in her mother's scent while her head rested on her shoulder.

Later that day Elle joined Marcia in her bed room to do some core exercises. They didn't feel like going to the gym for those and didn't really need to since crunches, planks, and so on can be done anywhere.

Elle blushed when she heard Marcia moan, but pressed her luck and brought up an interesting observation, "Geez mom, it sounds like you're having some, uh, fun over there."

"Ha! Is that right? By fun, I'm assuming you mean sex?" Marcia asked.

"Yeah, I do."

"Well thanks, but I'm a little quieter than those exercise grunts you hear me make," Marcia explained.

"When was the last time you had sex?" Elle blurted out to a surprised Marcia.

"Are you sure you want to know?" Marcia asked, sitting up on the floor.

"You said I could ask you anything," Elle reminded her.

"That's true. It was a few months ago. I was out of town. It was nice. That's all you're getting out of me," Marcia said shooting Elle a stern look.

"You and my friend would go well together. Maybe you and him could date," Elle suggested.

Marcia stood, chuckling, wiping her face with a towel, "Maybe so, silly."

"I'm going for a jog, want to join me?" Marcia asked Elle.

"If you let me shower with you afterward," was the thought the entered Elle's mind. "Sure," she replied. They showered separately, Elle scolding herself for not making that request, thinking that it would've easily come across as a joke.

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Marcia's eyes widened and a huge smile came over her when Elle introduced Ulysses that evening. "You know him?" Elle asked.

"No, but I'm familiar with his work! Ulysses, it's great to meet you!" Marcia extended her hand. "I'm Marcia."

"Nice to meet you," He smiled, shaking her hand.

"See I told you my mom was beautiful," Elle chimed in.

"Elle, please," Marcia rolled her eyes.

"So is he!" Elle said, giving Ulysses a huge hug.

The rest of the evening went by splendidly, far better than Elle had hoped for. They talked and laughed all throughout dinner. Afterward, Elle embarrassed her mother by taking out her photo album scrapbook and sitting in Ulysses' lap.

"Elle!" Marcia gave her a stern look.

"What? We're just looking at your pictures. Don't be embarrassed," Elle said. "See, look how great her butt looks," Elle flipped a page, pointing to the picture on it.

Marcia shook her head, clearly blushing.

After they looked through the scrapbook, Elle snuggled in close to Ulysses, making sure her mother saw that the two of them were close and affectionate. Ulysses and Marcia mostly chatted, while Elle played with his dreads in his ponytail, played with his large hands, went to get some water from the kitchen, kissing his cheek when she got up.

Elle paused before reentering the living room; she was listening to see if Ulysses was sticking to their plan.

"Yeah she's great, very funny and very sweet. I'm glad her and I are pals," Ulysses was telling Marcia.

"She might have a crush on you," Marcia warned.

Elle peeped around the corner, watching Ulysses shrug, "I don't know maybe. I've told her that I'm not looking for a girlfriend. I enjoy making friends, which reminds me, maybe you and I could go grab some lunch or dinner sometime?"

Elle entered the living room, smiling, carrying a glass of water. "Yes I think that's a great idea mom. You two could go to dinner, maybe I could come with you two later, we could all just hang out and have a great time!"

Marcia chuckled, "Well perhaps. I wouldn't mind learning more from such a successful fitness model." Marcia smiled at Ulysses.

"Great!" Elle said, taking her spot on the couch on the other side of Ulysses. "Next weekend, Friday night, you and him go to dinner and if you are free Ulysses, maybe Saturday the three of us could hang out. We could fix dinner here, maybe watch a movie, who knows?"

Ulysses nodded, "I don't have any shoots booked until May."

Chapter 10

The next few weeks came and went. Elle, Marcia, and Ulysses were like three peas in a pod. Elle's mother and Ulysses went out alone several times. Elle and Ulysses went out a few times as well. But the best part was when the three of them went out. With a woman on each arm Ulysses took them to dinner, the movies, and sometimes the park.

At home Elle continued her own plan. She wore less and less around her mom. Walking around in her underwear and bra, flirting with Marcia, sliding her hands up underneath the back of her mother's t-shirt, scratching her back. She became more affectionate, Marcia asking if she was alright, assuming it was because she was leaving in the fall for college. Elle just smiled, savoring every embrace, peck, and opportunity she had to show this woman she loved her without coming across like a creepy pervert.

Elle was watching TV one Friday evening near the end of April while Ulysses and her mother were out. She knew they were sleeping together, Ulysses told her this a week prior, reminding Elle the next phase of their plan would begin.