Who woulda thunk it?

***PART 9***

Minutes later found them curled up in each others arms, trying to
catch their breaths. Ally lay quietly, snuggled up against
Marshall's
bare chest. At first she hadn't been sure what to do. Was he a
rollover and go to sleep kind of guy or did he expect some cuddle
time? She wanted to make sure everything was ok. She was pleasantly
surprised when he pulled her into his arms, letting her rest her head
on him. Her right arm was curled up under her chin and she smiled
faintly as his hand rubbed soothing motions on her arm. There was so
much she wanted to say. So many questions she had for him, but was
worried about asking. Was this meant to be a quiet time? Should she
chance the calm setting they had established with her naive questions?

"Mar…" Ally started quietly, but stopped.

Marshall waited a moment to see if she would continue before
asking. "What's up?"

Ally frowned a little to herself. That was a bit of a cold response.
Maybe she should have stayed quiet.

"Ally? What's wrong? Was this…do you regret it?"
Marshall asked
tilting her head up so he could see her.

"No…d-do you?"

"No, so is everything ok then?"

"Yea, it's just…this is all new to me. I don't know
how you want me
to act or what I'm supposed to do."

"Hey, there isn't a right way to act. Just…be you."

"Well, what happens now? I mean, was this just a fling for you? I
don't mean to put you on the spot, but I need to know what comes
next."

"Alright, I'm not good with this shit Ally. I don't do
mushy shit and
talk about my feelings. It just aint me. I can be honest with you,
that's not a problem. But I don't know if what I got to say
is what
you wanna hear."

"I just want to know if this is the last time I'll see
you."

"I'm not looking for a wife Ally. I don't think I can be
a husband
again. Kim really screwed with my head and I don't want to go
through
that shit again."

"O-ok." Ally mumbled, thinking this was his dismissal of her.

"But that don't mean I don't wanna relationship with you.
I wasn't
looking for one, but if you wanna try then I'm willing too, ya
know."

"Yea, I wanna try." Ally said smiling up at him.

Marshall's only response to her was to place his lips softly on
hers.

"So does that mean you're gonna stay here tonight?"
Marshall asked
after a few quiet minutes.

"Yea, I'll stay." Ally promised, snuggling closer to him
under the
thick blankets.

The couple slowly dosed off, wrapped in each others arms. Neither of
the two thought deeply on what they had just done.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The early morning sun drifted in through the open blinds and draped
across the sleeping couples' faces. Marshall tried to block out
the
unwelcome light by pulling the blankets over his head but was more
than surprised when his arm refused to budge. As he slowly climbed
his way out of sleep, he felt the slight weight on his arm. Blinking
languidly, he opened his eyes and looked at the head of red hair
sleeping soundly on his arm. He yawned deeply and gently moved his
arm from beneath Ally's head. Sleepily she curled herself into
his
warm body and snuggled against him.

Marshall smiled slightly at her actions, but he really needed to get
up.

"Baby, I gotta piss…"

"Mmhmm."

"C'mon Ally, let me up." Marshall begged, trying to
wriggle away.

Ally groaned a little and rolled away, her eyes sleepily watching his
nude body walk into the bathroom. She looked at the clock on the end
table and shot up out of bed. It was 9:00 already! She was supposed
to call in at 8:00. Mrs. Westing must be throwing a fit by now. Ally
quickly grabbed Marshall's shirt that was lying on the floor and
ran
into the living room. Checking her cell phone, Ally groaned again.
Twelve missed calls and three voice messages were what greeted her
and she dreaded checking them. Just as she was about to start
dialing, Marshall came out in a pair of boxers.

"What's up?"

"I have to go. My boss has been calling me and she's probably
freaking…"

"Hey chill, what time do you have to be in?"

"I don't know. I was supposed to call at eight and see if she
needed
me today."

"What do you do? Don't you have normal hours to keep?"

Ally laughed at that. "No, I don't have a schedule at all. My
job is
like 24/7."

"So what are ya? A personal assistant?"

"No, I'm a nanny."

Now it was Marshall's turn to laugh. "A nanny? You don't
look like no
nanny I ever saw. Aint they supposed to be grandma's and
shit?"

"Well, I'm not a grandma so I guess not." Ally replied
shortly,
dialing her boss's number.

Mrs. Westing picked up on the first ring. "Miss Jenkins! I've
been
calling you for the past hour!"

"I know, I'm sorry. My phone was off and I…"

"Excuses Miss Jenkins, I don't want to hear them. I need you
here
now! I have a job to go to and so do you!"

"Yes ma'am, I'll be there as soon as I can."

"You have an hour. If you're not here by then, don't come
at all."

Ally sighed as she heard the audible click.

"So?" Marshall asked, watching her stare at the phone.

"I have an hour to get to the other side of town or I'm
fired."

"Ok, so don't go."

"I have to try Marshall. This job is the only thing I can do. The
Westing family hasn't been that bad to me. She's just upset
that I'm
late and…"

"Ally, you won't make it. You have to shower and get dressed.
By that
time you'll be lucky if you have 20 minutes to get over
there."

"But…"

"No…I'll think of something for you. Just don't
stress yourself right
now ok?"

"Ok, but I…"

Marshall rolled his eyes and put his hand over her mouth, effectively
cutting her off.

"I'll take care of it. But now we have to get ready for
Hailie. She
should be coming back soon.

Ally nodded under his hand and smiled when he finally released
her. "So who's gonna shower first?"

"How about we conserve water?" Marshall asked suggestively,
pulling
her body against his.

She smiled at his tone and raised her arms to wrap them around his
neck, making the shirt she wore raise slightly. Marshall ran his
hands down from their place on her waist to her shapely globes. She
gasped slightly, looking up at him with a small smile. He leaned down
enough to place small pecks at her lips as he backed her up. Ally
giggled at his antics as they made their way into the bathroom.

Marshall broke away from her long enough to set the water.

"I thought we were taking a shower…"

"Yea well, why waste this big tube? It's a lot more fun than
a
shower." Marshall explained as he started pulling her shirt up
and
over her head. He then pulled his own boxers off and led them into
the tub.

The white porcelain tub was rapidly filling with steamy hot water as
the couple emerged themselves. There was enough room for the both of
them to sit comfortably in each others arms and stretch out in. After
the water was shut off, Ally seated herself between his spread legs
and rested her back against his smooth chest. Marshall had one arm
loosely wrapped around her stomach while the other idly traced small
patterns and little "M's" on her shoulder.

Ally smiled happily as she closed her eyes. His hands felt so good on
her, she hoped he never stopped touching her. Almost as if he'd
read
her thoughts, the hand that had been resting on her stomach was now
moving down. He traced her hips and thighs lightly with his fingers
before tangling them in her dark curls. Ally moaned sofas has he
explored her depths. His other hand had found its way to her breasts
and was twisting her nipples gently. She felt him hard and pulsing
against her back and shyly pushed back on him. Marshall groaned at
the feeling and pushed harder against her. They established a small
routine quickly; her pushing down on his hand and then back against
his member as he pushed against her back and thrust his fingers into
her wet heat.

"Marshall…can we…" Ally asked, hoping he understood what
she was
asking for.

"Turn around." He said, removing his hand from between her
legs so he
could help her up.

She settled her legs on either side of him and rose above him. His
hands gripped her hips firmly as hers held onto his shoulders.
Together they slowly lowered her onto his hard shaft. Ally moaned
softly as she made her way down and keened loudly when he was fully
inside her.

"Ally, I can't wait baby. Gotta go now." Marshall mumbled
with his
eyes closed.

Ally only nodded frantically and wriggled against him. Marshall
exhaled loudly and pulled her hips up before slamming them back down
again. A loud cry tore from her lips and she wrapped her arms tightly
around his neck as he roughly guided their hips together. Loud moans
and harsh cries escaped them as they drove themselves toward climax.

"Marshall…more!" Ally cried, tears falling freely from
her eyes as he
continued to pleasure her.

"C'mon Ally. Almost there baby." Marshall grunted,
feeling himself
lose control.

Ally's breath caught in her throat as she felt herself start to
cum.
Her body shook against his as her release tore through her. She was
so caught up in her own pleasure; she barely noticed his climax.
Their bodies continued to rock together as they came down from their
high and Ally hugged him close to her.

After a few moments she picked her head up and kissed him softly.

"Wow."

Marshall laughed at that and pulled her closer. "Yea."

The two quickly washed themselves before exiting the tub and onto the
equally wet floor. Obviously their lovemaking was wild enough to send
more than a small amount of water onto the floor.

After drying themselves and getting dressed, the couple sat down to
eat their ordered breakfast. Not even a moment later there was a
knock on the door that had Marshall rushing to get it.