Disclaimer: As usual, this story is 100% fiction, and I highly doubt the locker rooms are actually like this.
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It had been a few weeks since me and Lexi's... match, that I won. The girls were more open and accepting of me than ever, which was great, but after what they watched me do, I had a hard time looking them in the eyes.
Lexi and the girls were getting on like nothing happened, and that was fine. So whenever I had down time, I mostly spent my time around the guy's locker room, particularly hanging with Randy Orton, who had become a good friend and a training partner to me. He, his wife Kim, Lexi and I have even gone on a couple double dates together, which were tons of fine.
"Everything okay, man?" Randy asked me one Monday night as he laced up his boots.
"You've been a bit quiet, friend," Drew McIntyre, the giant Scottsman, added on. "Everything okay with you and the lass?"
"Yeah," I nodded, looking down at the floor. "Things have been fine at home, but things have been weird around the arena since the bet," I explained.
"The bet?" Drew asked, head cocked to the side.
"You know the kind of shit we do?" Randy asked, "The women's locker room does stuff like that, too," Randy explained.
Drew's eyebrows raised and he whistled. "You ended up in one of those, eh?"
"Oh yeah," I chuckled. "Lexi and the girls are fine, but I feel a little awkward looking them in the eyes, you know?"
"Oh yeah, that'll happen the first few times," Randy chuckled. "You get used to it, and then it feels like a dry spell without them. We had to stop doing our extracurriculars for a bit once COVID was new, and I think a lot of our home sex lives felt a little weird, too."
"Really?" I asked, honestly shocked to hear it.
"Yeah, man," Randy nodded.
"Think about it, Wayne; we live our entire lives in front of the WWE universe and in front of each other. Doesn't it seem like a natural progression that we'd end up with a close, personal audience for this kind of thing, too?" Drew laid out for me, and I was caught off guard by how well spoken the beast from Ayre could be off camera.
"Do a few more of the bets, watch Lexi do a few where you're not a chip, and it'll be fine," Randy suggested. "If you're okay with that sort of thing," he added, holding up a hand like he was expecting me to jump at him.
"If you're not cool watching your girl do that sort of stuff like that with other people, that's totally fine, and none of this is my business. This is all coming from a guy who has been here for a long time."
I nodded and chewed my lip while Randy stood up. "The most important person to talk to about this, though, is Lexi," Drew said, patting my shoulder. "I'll see you later," he said and headed out of the room, leaving me to sit by myself for a bit.
"I should talk to Lexi," I said to myself and rose up to go find my girlfriend and the Goddess of the WWE.
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When I found Lexi, she was talking to her good friend, Nikki Cross, another wild Scot, but far different from Drew.
"Wayne's fine at home; he's the same guy I fall in love with everyday, but he seems different at work, you know? He's been spending a lot of the time with the guys, which is great, but I barely see him at all here, and it feels weird," she told her confidant.
"I have noticed, Lex. But you have to remember, missy, that it was his first time doing something like that, and you did a lot of it. I can see why he'd be a wee bit shy around here. Also, 'ave ya noticed he's the only security guy who spends time with the roster? He may be slowly pushing towards something a wee bit bigger than being a sec shirt, ya know?"
Lexi stared her friend dead in the eye, which was refreshing for her since they were both the same height, something remarkable for Lexi.
"You think... you think he might be trying to become part of the roster?" Lexi asked, crossing her arms. 'No, there's no way he's using me," she laughed, and I believed she knew I wasn't.
"No, that's not what I'm saying a'tol," Nikki rushed. "He's hanging with the big players, Lex, and he's training with them daily. There's no way Wayne's going to go unnoticed, and be allowed to hang in the shadows for much longer."
This was the first time I had thought about it, and damn it if she wasn't right. I wasn't going to get my hopes up, but I'd be an idiot not to accept. Me and Lexi were really, seriously in a relationship, and I would follow her anywhere to stay with her, but it would be so much better, and give me so much purpose to stay with the show. I wasn't sure if they'd need me or not after COVID was all over.
"Wayne is such a private guy, though. We've worked really hard to practically keep him a secret. He's already compromised so much for me so far, you know?" Lexi said, telling me more than she knew, without knowing I was listening.
"You know who might 'ave a bit to say about this, Lex? Wayne. He's a smart lad, and he's crazy about you. A blind man could see it. He'd do anything for you, and he already 'as."
"You're right, Nik. Thanks," Lexi said, and I could hear the smile in her voice. "I'm going to go find him. I think we need to have a little chat."
I was in grave danger of being caught eavesdropping, so I decided to come around the corner, and Lexi bumped right into my chest. I expected it, and with a fighter's reflex, I caught the small blonde effortlessly.
"Oh, Wayne, hi!" Lexi beamed up at me, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Isn't it like you to save me?" she joked as I helped stand her back up.
"Isn't it always like me to bump right into you, too?" I played back. Lexi made a kissy face, so I bent down to peck her perfect lips. "What's up?" I asked casually as I followed her, heading towards the women's locker room. She was glistening with sweat, so I knew she already had her match. I also knew the day's match card inside and out.
"Not much. Gonna take a shower and then we'll head back home?" she asked, her big blue eyes looking up at me.
"Yeah, that's fine. Nothing special happening tonight?" I asked, referring to the post show ring times.
"Nah, nothing that interested me," Lexi answered, shaking her head. "Are you doing anything with the guys tonight?"
"No, not tonight. Oddly quiet night in the WWE, I guess," I said with a shrug. "Hey Lex?" I went on.
"Yeah?" she asked, stopping to give me her attention.
"Do you... do you think I'm getting a little too close to the roster for just being a security guy?" I asked, just putting it out there.
Lexi crossed her arms over her chest and thought about it. "It's unusual for a sec guy to get this close, but there's nothing wrong with it. They're usually in their own world, and we're in ours, but I think it's actually cool you're bridging the gap. And besides, with how much time you've been spending with the guys, you're looking more and more like one of them and less like a sec guy, too," she said, and reached up to play with my growing out hair, which was beginning to fall over my right eye. She brushed it back to the side for me. "Have I told you lately that I think you're sexy as hell?"
I cocked my head. "I thought you liked me because I didn't look like all your coworkers."
Lexi stopped and matched my confused look. "Huh. That is what attracted me to you so heavily at first. She looked up at me again. "Well, I'd still jump your bones and suck the life right out of your cock anyway," she shrugged and kept walking, leaving me stunned for a moment.
"Well if you're going to shower," I said as I easily caught up to her, "Where do you want me to meet you?"
"Uh... in the shower?" Lexi said, giving me a pointed look.
"You want me to shower with you, in the women's shower?" I asked, making sure I followed along.
"Yeah. Why not?" she asked as we got to the locker room door.
"Isn't that a sexual harassment thing, me going into a women's locker room, let alone being in the shower with you?" I asked, making sure we got the rules right, because I didn't want to get arrested and fired.
"It's all about consent; as long as the girls are cool with it, it's fine. It's not the first time this has happened. Both showers are practically co-ed because of how many of us are dating or are married to coworkers," my girl explained. "I go in first, get permission for you to come in to make sure it's okay and whoever wants to cover up can, and then we hit the shower. Simple as that."
"Okay, but where do I undress and put my clothes?" I asked.
"In the locker room, silly. You can just put your stuff with mine. The girls have all seen both of us naked, let alone together. It's a shared locker room. We've seen each other naked hundreds of times. It's nothing new."
"It's new to me, but I see what you mean," I said, as she slipped in and just seconds lately, told me to come in.
As I stepped in, the entire locker room continued business as usual, and made no bones whatsoever about me being in there. None of them tried to hide a thing. A lot of them even casually greeted me.
Lexi pulled her top off and put it into a mesh bag that she'd take home with us to wash. I took my shirt off and stopped for a second. "I don't have any spare clothes," I said.
"Just put it back on. You didn't have a match tonight, so you're not all sweaty like I am," Lexi pointed out as she pulled her wrestling bottoms down her thick, smooth legs. "It's fine," she assured me again.
"So we're just going to pop in and out, no attempted funny business, right?" I double checked with a whisper as I pulled out of my own black slacks.
"Yep. No funny business. I just want the company," she said with her trademark smile.
"No funny business? Why not?" Lacey Evans asked, wearing only a bra and panties herself. "A shower is the best place to be nasty," she said with a wink.
