The Play -Complete

Alan and I shared a brief kiss before we climbed into the bed. I saw him wriggling a little and looked down. He had taken off his jockeys and was lying there naked.

‘Surprise..’ he chuckled, his erection bounced a little.

‘Fuck…’ I gasped, my eyes wide in shock ‘ what are you doing?’

‘Just what you just said…fucking…or I will be in a minute…’

‘You have to be joking! No way…’I gasped and felt Alan push my knickers down my body with his feet.

‘You can’t do anything about it, Carrie…’ He whispered, his eyes smouldering ‘the curtain is rising.. and so am I’

My heart was in my throat. This was our last night and tomorrow we were going away. Our bags were packed ready for getting to Gatwick Airport as soon as we finished the after-show party, an overnight stay in the hotel and then a lovely beach in Tuscany was waiting for us. Everything had been planned, it was a mad week and we hadn’t made love for days. This wasn’t on the list though. I felt Alan’s hands lift my hair back and we went into our scene, so well rehearsed I didn’t need to think about it.

I said my first line and as Alan started to rub my breasts I sat back, thrusting him deep inside my dripping pussy. I heard an audible gasp from the audience, usual at that point. There had been speculation we had been really fucking every night since the start of the run and it hadn’t done any harm to the box office, people actually calling up to book tickets to see Alan Rickman fucking. This time we really were, I hoped they felt they got their moneys’ worth.

Alan was speaking his lines more hoarsely than ever but he would be forgiven, this was the last show, he had worked very hard. No one would know it was because he was just about to come. I moved faster, pushing my clit against his belly and came hard, the thought of fucking him in front of everyone was a huge turn on although I would be mortified if we got caught.

‘You love it, Edward, don’t you? You…’ pause ‘just’…pause. ’Love It!’ I was grinding down on him hard, staring into his eyes as he gasped. I felt him stiffen inside me and squeezed my pussy as tight as I could.


‘Oh God, I love it…’ Alan gasped his last line and bucked his hips firmly upwards, shooting his thick load deeply inside me as the curtain came down and a roar of applause went up around the auditorium. Alan gasped, his eyes tightly shut and staying as still as he could until the curtain was firmly down. I leapt off him and grabbed my knickers, thrusting them into the pocket of my robe as I threw it over myself and fastened it. I turned and saw Cal walking up to us, his face a little flushed and grinning.

‘That was naughty…’ he laughed at us both and we both blushed.

‘Shit, was it that obvious?’ I asked.

‘Not from the front, but it was from where I was standing… no one else noticed. They want you both back in the dressing room, champagne… be quick, we need to move this shag pad you adopted…’ Cal tutted and I giggled. Alan took my hand and grinned.

We walked together into the dressing room and gasped. The whole room had been decorated with Congratulations banners, and confetti was being thrown at us in handfuls as someone popped the champagne.

Gavin handed us two glasses and raised them as quiet fell on the room. ‘I can’t believe you were naughty enough to sneak off behind our backs and thought we wouldn’t find out. Lucky for us, Cal has loose lips. Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Rickman…’

A huge cheer went up and more confetti was thrown as someone thrust a bouquet into my arms as I smiled widely.

I hugged Gavin warmly. ‘I’m only Mrs Rickman by 5 hours…’ I protested.

He looked at me appraisingly. ‘Hmm, I don’t think so, since the day you met is my guess…’ I raised my eyes. He was more astute than I had given him credit for.

I turned to Alan and he grinned at me.

The End