The Secret

Alan awoke the next day to find Ellie was not in his bed. He lifted his head off the pillow to look at the time. It was almost 10 a.m. and he groaned, lying back down. He must have missed her and he hadn't even said goodbye. He pulled the pillow over his head and hit it with his fist in frustration. Each time he closed his eyes he saw her face, each time he thought about her, he remembered the feeling of being inside her.

'Snap out of it!' He said loudly to himself.

'Snap out of what?'

He heard Ellie's voice in the room and sheepishly looked out from beneath the pillow.

'What are you doing?' Ellie was dressed and standing barefooted, hands on her hips, her head tilted to one side.
He looked at her and turned to lie on the pillow, his arms behind his head.

'I was talking to myself.' He looked very serious and Ellie laughed out loud.

'I knew you were strange. Does it help, talking to yourself?' She sat next to him and looked directly into his eyes, amused by him and his odd manner.

'Not in this case...no.' He smiled gently at her and reached out to take her hand.

'I hope you don't mind but I made breakfast, I found a small shop down the road. There’s bacon, sausages, tomatoes, toast and tea. But I am not a waitress... so you need to get yourself out of bed if you want to eat it!' She grinned at him.

He was a little confused. 'I thought you were going home? In fact...’ He looked at her, 'I thought you'd gone already.'

Ellie looked at him and her face was sad. 'I was... I am, I mean. But there are quite a few trains. I'll eat then get ready, if that's ok with you?'

He smiled at her, reassuringly. 'Of course.'

He walked into the sitting room and was surprised to see that Ellie had cleared a space amongst the boxes and found a small table and two chairs for them to eat at. He turned to her, his eyebrow raised.

'Do you mind?' She smiled at him. 'I thought it would be better than sitting on the sofa.'

'No, it's great...' He said slowly.

Ellie walked through into the kitchen, her heart beating quickly. She paced up and down, running her fingers through her hair as she listened to her inner voice.

'Just fucking ask him. He can only say no, then you can go home, no harm done.' She thought to herself.

She picked up two mugs of tea and put them on the table and sat in front of Alan as he ate.

'Well, what do you think?' She asked. She was looking for his approval, almost like a happy puppy as she shook her red hair about her shoulders.

'It's very good...' He looked at her. 'Ellie, what is this about...?' He wasn't stupid; he knew there was more to this than breakfast and a prolonged goodbye.

'Well, I wanted to say thank you, you know, for offering to let me stay and everything.' She smiled.

'I enjoyed last night just as much as you, Ellie; you have nothing to thank me for. ' He lifted his tea and took a mouthful. 'Come on. You were quick enough to share your thoughts with me yesterday...even when I didn't ask for them.' He grinned at her and she relaxed a little, taking a deep breath.

'I was thinking. I am meant to be away for a week... Pete thinks I'm with Poppy. No one knows where I am at the moment and I quite like that, actually...' She drifted off for a moment.

'And....?' He looked at her. He knew what she was going to say and part of him wanted to beg her to stay, the other to beg her to go.

'Well, can I stay here... in the spare room, I mean; I'm not assuming anything else. You could give me a spare key; I can go see the sights. I promise I will keep out of your way, not mess up any papers... we don't even have to talk or spend time together, I know you must be busy.'

'Yes.' He said it before he was aware of it and knew, with a sinking certainty, that he was lost to her. His breath caught in his throat. Was it possible to fall in love so fast?

'What?' Ellie didn't hear him. She was too busy gabbling.

'I said yes, Ellie.' He looked into her eyes and saw a look of triumph there. She had known he would say yes all along.

'Brilliant!' She smiled at him and started to eat.

They were quiet for a long time until Ellie stood and took their plates into the kitchen. She turned on the tap and started to wash up when she was aware of him standing behind her.
He put his hands on her shoulders and she paused what she was doing as he gently kissed the top of her head, bringing his lips to her ear.
'I'm glad you're staying, Ellie.' He whispered.

Ellie turned to him, her hands covered in bubbles and he kissed her before she had time to think. Her head spun with the deep intoxicating taste of him and she kissed him back passionately, her legs almost giving way as he pushed against her.

She leaned against the sink for support as their breathing became ragged, his lips roaming down her slim throat, his hands cupping her full breasts. She moved her hands down to his crotch and rubbed his erection beneath his thin slacks. Slowly they slid down onto the floor, gasping for breath as they pulled clothes off each other, their hands exploring, caressing, fondling.

Alan laid Ellie on the floor and positioned himself between her willing thighs. He slid his stiff dick inside her wetness and pushed himself up onto his arms.

'You are amazing, Ellie...' He gasped. He could see a pink flush across her breasts and neck and knew she would come with him, her eyes were half closed and she was relishing his hardness inside her.

He started to thrust slowly, not too deeply, taking himself almost fully out of her before pushing himself gently in again. It was driving her wild, she was so close. He could see it on her face and withdrew himself, replacing his penis with his tongue and his mouth. Ellie cried out with pleasure and surprise as he found her clitoris and licked and flicked her gently, running his tongue up and down her wet folds and deep inside her vagina.

'Oh...'she moaned 'I'm coming... oh god...' He moved his tongue back to her clitoris and inserted a finger inside her, thrusting quickly, in and out as he rolled her clit with his tongue.


'I'm coming...' Ellie jerked her buttocks around as she came, over and over again, juices spurting from her. He lapped them up greedily. She tasted so very sweet.

Ellie was spent and lay panting as he moved his head up to her, thrusting his tongue in her mouth, letting her taste what he had tasted. He rolled onto his back and Ellie straddled him, hooking her knees firmly by his side as she thrust him into her. She was tighter still after her orgasm and he held onto her beautiful breasts as she began to move on top of him, her head thrown back, a soft moan coming from her as she pushed herself on and off his thick, hard penis.

'Faster, Ellie!' He gasped. She felt fantastic, her vagina was caressing his dick, rubbing up and over the ridge, as he became rock hard and she gasped at his size, he stretched her to the limit. She moved faster, tipping her buttocks gently to increase the pressure on his dick and she felt him come, hard, fast, his hips jerking with the power of his orgasm as he screamed her name out loud.

'Jesus, Ellie! Ellie.... oh my god, Ellie....' He was panting as she collapsed on top of him.

They held each other gently, Alan tenderly stroking Ellie’s slim back until she moved to lie beside him. They stared at each other for a long time, drinking in each other’s faces as lovers do, looking into each other’s eyes, questioning, searching.

‘Alan….’ Ellie looked at him, stroking his face with her delicate fingers. ‘What’s happening?’

‘What do you mean?’ He pushed his head up onto his hand and looked down into her lovely face, running his fingers through her hair.

‘I mean this. Last night, I thought it was just sex, but today it feels different. I have never had sex like this with Pete.’ She was confused. Her feelings were all over the place but she knew this was more than a one night stand.

‘I can’t say what it is for you, Ellie. Only you can know how you are feeling. I know what it is for me, but I wonder if it’s wise to think about it too deeply. You will be leaving at the end of the week and life will have to go on. It would be fantasy to make more of this than it is.’ He bent and kissed her, gently.

‘But it feels… right. And it shouldn’t, should it, because you have Rima and I have Pete…’

She didn’t mention love and neither did he, but they were both thinking that this was what it is.

She sighed deeply. Looking into Alan’s face, she couldn’t even recall what Pete looked like.

Alan closed his eyes. ‘It does feel right’ He thought to himself.

‘We had better get dressed.’ He kissed the tip of her nose briefly and stood, pulling her to her feet.

‘What are you doing today?’ Ellie asked as she lifted her clothes, scattered around the kitchen.

‘I was thinking I might take a friend of mine around London for the day.’ He stopped and looked at her, smiling slowly ‘If that’s OK?’

Ellie smiled and nodded at him. Before he walked out of the room Ellie had a sudden thought and called him back.

‘Alan…’ She looked a little sad ‘I need to call home. Can I use your ‘phone?’

He looked back at her and his shoulders dropped a little. ‘No problem…’