A night of
passion... and no-strings-attached?
R
Fran's psychiatrist had convinced
her that she didn't need a man to complete herself. He felt that she
should be more independent. His advice, helped by Nile's reinforcement,
has caused her to join Val and C.C. on their dates. She was somewhat
of a fifth-wheel at the Italian Restaurant with the two couples who
were very into each other. She had a horrible time and was headed home
early on this Saturday evening.
She didn't know it, but Maxwell
Sheffield also had a miserable time. He hated when she was out and was
disappointed that she hadn't stayed home with him. Though, he wouldn't
completely admit it. He, Niles and Brighton were playing
Gin in the Sheffield kitchen. Brighton looks warily at his dad
and butler who are not paying attention to the game. Brighton was cheating
unabashedly. They are depressed that their women are out without them.
They were, however, quite impressed by Brighton's
Gin skills.
"Where did that psychiatrist
get his degree, that's what I want to know?" Max says angrily throwing
in his hand as Brighton collects his ill-gotten gains. "What kind
of imbecile encourages a single woman to go out with two couples?"
Niles looks at him sheepishly, but doesn't confess that
he was the one to encourage Miss Fine to go out. Niles is confused
by his own feelings of jealousy at the thought of C.C.'s new boyfriend,
Chandler. "What does she know of him?" he says. Neither are
paying attention to what the other is saying, they are both lost in
their own thoughts. They are also losing money to Brighton.
"I thought when she stopped
dating, she would be staying home with me...um, I mean the
children." Max says recovering. The game ended with them
owing Brighton quite a sum of money. Niles and Brighton leave Max to
his game of solitaire.
Fran had decided to sneak away
from her friends and headed home. She enters the kitchen. Max is surprised
but very pleased that she's home so early. Fran pretends that she had
a great time, but soon she admits that she really had a terrible time
and goes into his arms for comfort. "Mr. Sheffield, I had a
horrible time!" she cries seeking his strong arms for comfort.
Mr. Sheffield draws her to
him. "Miss Fine, this independence takes time." He unconsciously
snuggled her closer to him. Suddenly he gets a brilliant idea. "I
tell you what, just for now, why don't we practice being on our own,
together!" He looks at her sympathetically, but is beyond thrilled
that she is home so early and is now in his arms where she belongs.
"On our own together?"
she says dubiously. Fran sniffles and looks up at him with big brown
eyes. She swallows as she digests his suggestion. "I guess that
could work," she says slightly hesitantly. Suddenly she gets an
idea. " Mr. Sheffield!" She looks excitedly at him. "It's
only eight thirty! Let's go out and have some fun! I know a great club
that plays 70's disco music!" All of a sudden she is like an excited
teenager.
Her guileless _expression makes
his heart melt. He couldn't refuse her anything. "Yes, that does
sound like fun. I'll go get dressed. It's Saturday night, after all...what
are we doing home like a couple of old fogies?" He suddenly realizes
how good she always makes him feel. He had been dreadfully miserable
all evening, then she comes home and he's the exact opposite.
She jumps up happily. "I'm
going to change too! I have the perfect dress to wear for this club!"
She trots up the back stairs. She changes into her '70's style Danskin
disco mini dress and stylish platform shoes. Max dons his black turtleneck
and trousers. Niles is excited that Max and Fran seem to be going on
an actual date and happily waves goodbye from the front door. He retreats
back into the house. He is happy that he has some special preparations
to make.
****************
Max and Fran are having a spectacular
time at the disco. They are dancing to a medley of
Bee Gees music. Fran is awestruck at how Max knows all the disco
dance moves. "Mr. Sheffield! Where did you learn to dance like
this?" she asks brightly as he twirls her into his arms.
"Well, Miss Fine, in my
youth after I had just moved here from London, I hung out at
Studio 54, Tramps and all the hip New York discos of the
day. You know one of the beautiful people as the press back then
referred to us." He chuckles a little at his own immodesty. Fran
is flabbergasted that he is such a marvelous dancer. He's thrilled that
he has impressed her. As the song changes to
More Than a Woman, Max sweeps her in his arms and holds her close.
They look in each other's eyes and their hearts start pounding madly
in unison.
Max in particular is having
a little trouble controlling himself. He has rarely held her this close
to him for so long. She put her head on his shoulder as they danced.
He had to hold her away from him slightly so she wouldn't feel his now
obvious arousal. After the dance he leads her to the bar and orders
two drinks. "Oh, Mr. Sheffield, it's so nice being here with you!
I had such a horrible time earlier. I never thought the evening would
turn around so abruptly. I didn't know you could be so much fun!"
she says a little shyly. " Could we do this more often?"
"Anytime you feel like
boogying again, just say it!" He realizes that he is having marvelous
time also. Suddenly he reaches over and kisses her quickly on the lips.
He smiles and is glad that she smiles back. They sit for hours talking,
drinking and laughing.
By the time they got home,
both were quite tipsy. Max leads Fran over to the sofa in the living
room where yenta Niles conveniently had a large fire in the fireplace.
He had also left a bottle of champagne chilling and romantic music coming
from the CD player. Niles had been thrilled when he had witnessed his
boss and Miss Fine leave earlier. Max would soon discover that Niles
had prepared Max's bedroom similarly.
For some reason, in their present
state neither even wondered about the beautifully prepared room. They
just took it for granted...the end to a marvelous evening. "Would
you like a glass of champagne, Miss Fine?" He says offering her
the crystal glass.
"Well, maybe just one
more. I'm not used to all the alcohol I had already." She smiles
up at him. He's so gorgeous. I would just love to be with him. Stop
it Fran It ain't gonna happen. He's your boss, nothing more. Suddenly
even the thought of being in bed with him suddenly makes her a little
nervous. He's so sophisticated, and she wasn't all that experienced.
Especially with men like him. Fran had basically only been with two
men in her life, one being her longtime fiancé Danny.
It's a good thing this night isn't going there.
She thinks calming down at the thought.
Max smiles charmingly at her.
He suddenly remembers a line from one of his favorite old television
shows, WKRP in Cincinnati.
She's so lovely, I just want to take her in my arms and kiss her
all over in the dark. He thinks remembering how Dr. Johnny Fever
had said that to Bailey in one of the episodes. That's exactly how he
feels right now. He has been suppressing his true feeling for Fran for
three years now. Truth be told, he had been smitten with her the second
he laid eyes on her. He had just never met anyone like her in his life.
Stop that Maxwell! Don't let your thoughts go there. She's your nanny...nothing
more! He sits next to her and takes a sip of wine.
"Oh, Mr. Sheffield, I
had a wonderful time this evening. I didn't know you could be so much
fun!" She smiles again softly at him. The sparkle in her eyes takes
his breath away. His inhibitions have been lowered by the amount of
alcohol he had consumed earlier. Before he can stop himself he reaches
over and kisses her tenderly on the lips. A stunned but quite pleased
Fran let's out an involuntary sigh. The sound causes him to deepen his
kiss. She lies back on the couch and puts her arms around him. He gets
gently on top of her.
He stops briefly. "Oh,
Miss Fine! Do forgive me. I don't know what came over me." he whispers
breathing heavily, his heart is pounding madly. He looks in her eyes
and realizes that on this night, he just can't stop. He is only slightly
aware that even as he is apologizing, he is pressing himself seductively
into her. She is more than slightly aware of this. The feeling
of his arousal against her body is causing wonderful feelings throughout
her entire body.
"Mr. Sheffield,"
she whispers putting her cheek on his, her voice even more husky than
normal. She hugs him tightly and softly kisses his neck. At her response,
all his inhibitions have fled. He can't resist and kisses her again,
this time more ferociously.
Fran and Max are lost in each
other, necking on the couch like two love-struck teenagers. Max tentively
lets his hands wander her body slowly. He can't stand it anymore and
finally works up his courage to caress her breast. A small moan escapes
her lips at his touch, which only serves to drive him into a slight
frenzy.
"Miss Fine. Could we please
continue this in my bedroom?" he murmurs, his voice husky with
passion. Fran looks at him a little nervously but nods her head slightly.
They get up and he takes her hand, leading her up the back stairs.
Oh, no...I can't believe this!
She thinks starting to panic a little. Should we be doing this? He's
a great kisser, but he is Mister Sheffield! I've never been with a man
like him. Oh, I don't think this is a good idea!
Max smiles and leads her into
his room. Again, they don't notice the seduction scene that Niles had
arranged there. Max takes her into his arms. His heart is pounding madly
in anticipation of taking this breathtaking creature to his bed for
the very first time. He looks deeply in her eyes and kisses her passionately.
Oy! Fran thinks.
How can I resist him? He's just incredible, and I have had a secret
crush on him for months! She's getting very aroused as his tongue
is exploring her mouth. Out of the blue, she is no longer nervous; in
fact she physically yearns for him. All of a sudden she stops him. She
is beginning to regain her senses and is now afraid of the repercussions.
What happens tomorrow? She thinks starting to realize that this
will change everything.
"Mr. Sheffield, I don't
think this is a good idea." She says gently pushing him away. Max
is stunned. I thought she wanted me. Why did stop me. He thinks
worriedly. His chest is now heaving slightly and he's very turned on,
causing him to breath heavily.
"Mr. Sheffield this is
going to change our relationship. I mean...you're my boss. I'm the nanny!
What will happen after tonight?" she asks worriedly.
In his ardor, he hadn't thought
of that. He only knew that he physically needs her...now. "Oh,
Miss Fine! I want you so badly! Don't you feel the same?" He cries
urgently taking her back in his arms. I don't care about tomorrow. I
only care about tonight. I need this, that's all I know. I've never
wanted anyone this desperately! He suddenly realizes.
"I do, Mr. Sheffield,"
she whispers holding him tightly. She desperately wants and needs him
too, but is terrified what tomorrow will bring. Suddenly she has an
idea. "If we are going to do this, we have to forget it ever happened
tomorrow. I don't want it to ruin everything between us. I don't want
you to regret it and be uncomfortable having me work for you,"
she says softly.
Overjoyed with her little plan,
Max lifts her and carries her to his bed gently depositing her under
the covers that Niles had turned down earlier. "Whatever you say,
Miss Fine. A no-stings attached type liaison. That's the perfect
solution! Tomorrow it will be as if it didn't happen but
tonight, I just want to make you feel spectacular." He says
taking his clothes off quickly and getting into bed with her before
she changes her mind.
Wow! She thinks viewing
his naked body for the second time. The first time she accidentally
saw him in the shower didn't really count.
Max lies gently on top of her
kissing her with a passion that surprises her. She hadn't ever seen
this side of him, the passion, except of course when he was angry with
her. He slips her dress over her head and unfastens her bra. He frantically
takes her breast in his mouth lightly biting and licking it. His other
hand is caressing her other breast. Fran's heart is now racing. He has
always seemed so staid and uptight. She is stunned at his fierce passion,
but what he does next really excites her. "Miss Fine," he
says his voice now hoarse, is there anything at all that you don't want
me to do? I want to make you very ready for me," he whispers seductively.
"Mr. Sheffield. You are
so much more experienced than me. Whatever pleases you pleases me."
She whispers. She is already experiencing the greatest sex of her life
just being with him. Max kisses slowly down her body and finds the most
important area. He gently spreads her knees apart and with his heart
pounding madly at finally realizing his fantasy, he lowers his face
down. Fran gasps in surprise and rapture as she feels his tongue doing
incredible things to her. He is quite the skilled lover. Her body instinctively
arches into him. He knows where to touch and finally stops only after
Fran's cries out. "OH, Mr. Sheffield!" Her entire body
is shuddering in ecstasy. As he comes back up to her, she hugs him tightly.
Please make love to me now. I need you," she pleads her
breath now coming in short spurts.
Max is enormously pleased at
her reaction to him. He had wanted to please her like that for a very
long time. He has to have her too and is ecstatic that she is now ready
for him. He gently lowers himself to her. As they touch for the first
time he lets out a small groan. His heart is threating to burst through
his chest and his arousal is almost painful.
Fran moans softly at the first
introduction to his hard length. He is slowly entering her so as not
to cause her any discomfort, but she is more than ready for him. She
literally needs him. She grabs his bottom and pushes him in all the
way. Her surprising move makes Max cry out in ecstasy. He thrusts himself
in savagely, his mind is now not entirely his own. It's gone to a more
primitive place and he has pretty much has lost all control. Finally,
he can stand it no longer as she desperately grinds her body up into
him.
"Oh, Miss Fine! I just
can't hold on any longer!" He is relieved that at just that moment,
her head snaps back onto the pillow and her body shudders beneath him.
"Oh, Mr. Sheffield," she whispers.
"Mr. Sheffield!" She hugs him tightly, her whole body
trembling. Thrusting up into him one last time as the final wave of
ecstasy surges through her.
Witnessing her obvious orgasm
was all it took. He cried out her name as he explodes into her. His
entire body is quivering and he collapses on top of her, trying to catch
his breath. Max holds her tightly to him, neither quite believing what
they had just experienced. "Miss Fine. Oh, Miss Fine,"
he whispers clutching her face to his. Her body is trembling in his
arms and he holds her protectively. His heart is still pounding madly.
As she starts coming to her
senses, Fran suddenly remembers their agreement, 'no-strings-attached'.
She is grateful beyond belief at how he made her feel. She hadn't realized
how her body had needed this. It's been a long time since she was with
a man. And, she's never been with a man like this. Certainly no man
has introduced her to this much pleasure. But, she knows that she can't
stay, much as she wants to. Her breathing is coming under control and
she swallows bravely. To Max's surprise, she untangles herself from
his arms and sits up. She begins putting her dress on.
Max is just coming to his senses
and is incredulous that she is getting ready to leave. "Miss Fine."
He says gently grabbing her wrist as she starts to leave his bed. "Where
are you going?" He asks slightly worried.
Didn't she have as incredible time as I did? Why is she leaving?
"Didn't you have a ...good time?" he asks slightly embarrassed.
Oh, god. I hope I didn't hurt her! She seemed more than ready for
me.
Fran looks at him a little
surprised at his reaction to her leaving. "I'm going back to my
room of course." She all of a sudden is feeling sad. "Mr.
Sheffield, I just want you to know that nobody has ever made me feel
like you did. This has turned into the most wonderful night of my life."
She smiles slightly shyly at him.
He pulls her back to him and
holds her tightly. "Then why do you want to leave me?" he
whispers rubbing his cheek to hers.
"Well," she says
looking into his green eyes. "We made a deal, remember? This never
happened...'no-strings-attached'?" For some reason not being able
to resist she says. "Also I have a confession to make. If I stay
here any longer, I'm afraid that I am going to fall in love with you."
She looks down shyly. I can't believe I just admitted that to him.
Oh, no! You idiot! Now you've ruined everything! She thinks horrified
at her stupidity.
Max was startled at her confession.
Incredibly he had been thinking similar thoughts. Should the two of
them fall in love? That would really be complicated, wouldn't it?
He thinks and is surprised how a sudden feeling of peace and happiness
envelops him. Suddenly he throws caution to the wind. "Would falling
love with me be so terrible?" he asks shyly putting his forehead
on hers.
Fran looks at him wide-eyed.
"Mr. Sheffield...it would be horrible!" He is stunned
at that and looks a little hurt. She sees his _expression and quickly
explains. "I'm not stupid! We come from completely different worlds.
I harbor no illusions about my future, and it isn't with a rich Broadway
producer!" She smiles sadly. She is just realizing that it is already
too late; she is in love with him. "I think it's best I
just go back to my room and we keep our deal." Fran says softly
getting out of bed. "By the way nobody's ever made me feel like
that before. You were...wonderful."
Max is thrilled at her confession.
He gently grabs her wrist again. "Oh, no you don't! I have you
till the morning. We have all night before this never happened!"
He pushes her back on the pillow and gets on top of her.
Oh god! I think it's too late. I've fallen in love with her. I really
don't want her leaving my bed...ever.
Considering his forty-something
body had consumed mass quantities of alcohol this evening, not to mention
extensive dancing, they actually enjoyed the second round of lovemaking
better. They went slower and got to know each other more intimately.
When they both experienced their second climax, Max could stand it no
longer and falls into a deep sleep.
Fran was so exhausted it was
all she could to drag herself out of his bed and sneak down the hall
to her room. She immediately falls into a deep sleep filled with marvelous
dreams.
*********
Sunlight floods Fran's room.
She wakes up and has never felt better, or more satisfied. She relives
the astounding events that took place last night. It was all so wonderful
she was beginning to think maybe she dreamed it.
How am I going to live here from now on knowing what a marvelous
lover he is .and not being able to experience it again? Oh, well, at
least I'll have the memories of last night for the rest of my life!
she thinks bitter sweetly. Since it's Sunday and she's late, she decides
to dress for breakfast.
Max wakes up and reaches over
to the other side of the bed. Was it a dream? I had a lot of alcohol.
He thinks slightly confused. He puts his head in the pillow and smells
her delightful perfume. It was no dream. It was fantastic! He
remembers and was beginning to feel
very sorry that she wasn't here. Suddenly he thinks back to something
she said about not wanting to fall in love with him. In the haze of
the alcoholic state he had been in, he remembers something about 'two
different worlds'. He was a little worried about something...but what?
Well, I hope she's not too
embarrassed this morning. He thinks blushing slightly at the thought
of facing her for the first time. He steps into his shower and prepares
for the day.
"Good morning, everyone!"
Fran says breezing into the dining room.
"Good morning Miss Fine."
Max gives her an uneasy smile.
"The children have finished
their breakfast and have gone to Mass and to their friends homes. It
looks like you and Mr. Sheffield overslept." Niles gives them a
knowing smirk and saunters into the kitchen delighted.
"So, Miss Fine, how did
you sleep?" Max says a little shyly, noticing Niles _expression
and grateful that he left them alone.
"Fabulously!" she
exclaims putting a huge piece of waffle in her mouth. "I had the
most pleasant dream!" She smiles at him.
What the bloody hell does
that mean? Does she think that what happened last night was a dream?
She doesn't seem the least bit embarrassed. I on the other hand am plotzing!
"Um, Miss Fine. I just want you to know that I had an incredible
time last night." He whispers, knowing full well that Niles has
his ear to the door.
"Oh, so did I! I had so
much fun with you at the disco! You are the best dancer! You said we
could do it again sometimes. I'm going to go out this week and buy a
new outfit for the next time!" She says excitedly.
"Yes, I had a fantastic
time there too. Um, but that's not exactly what I'm talking about."
He lowers his voice even more. "I mean
after," he says looking deeply into her eyes.
She thinks it over. "Oh,
yes!" She nods.
Max is very relieved that she
finally gets what he means.
"Oh, you mean when we
were necking on the couch! Oh, don't be embarrassed by that Mr. Sheffield.
We just got a little carried away. I was pretty drunk. I'm not a very
good drinker, you know!" she says looking at him sweetly. Fran
takes the last bite of her waffle and gets up. "Well, today's my
day off, I wonder what I'll do." She ponders to herself seemingly
forgetting that he was there.
Max is flabbergasted at her
demeanor. He sits there with his mouth wide opened and his heart racing.
Did she completely forget about last night? Oh, no! Was she so drunk
that she has no recollection of it? Did she think it was a dream?
He was beginning to again question to himself if it really did happen,
or was it an alcohol-induced illusion. NO, it happened, and it was
wonderful She had said so! he thinks stubbornly. I have to find
out what the bloody hell is going on!
Suddenly he stands up and takes
her hand. "Come with me!" He takes Miss Fine's hand. She is
surprised as he practically drags her into his office. "Mr. Sheffield,
what's wrong? Where are we going?" she says. "Did I do something
wrong?"
He locks the office door and
shuts off the intercom. All his embarrassment is now gone. "Please
sit down, Miss Fine." He says motioning to the loveseat.
God, she looks so lovely this morning in that short pleated skirt.
His heart starts to beat faster as he remembers last night, and what
was under that skirt.
Fran looks up innocently at
him. "Is something wrong, Mr. Sheffield?"
"Um, Miss Fine.
I wanted to discuss last night with you." He says slightly embarrassed.
He rubs his hands nervously together and sits down next to her. He takes
her hands in his and looks deeply into her eyes. This causes her to
finally blush slightly.
"Mr. Sheffield, we already
discussed it in the dining room. I told you not to worry about us necking!
It was just the alcohol. No big deal!" She says a little nervously.
"Miss Fine, that's not
what I'm talking about, and you know it," he says not breaking
their gaze.
Oh, why is he so determined
to go there so relentlessly? We made a deal, why is he backing out?
She thinks desperately. He's testing me!
She suddenly realizes. He wants to see if I'll hold it over his head.
Well, I keep my promises. He won't crack me! She thinks determinedly.
"I don't know what you mean. I told you I had a wonderful time...didn't
you?"
Max was starting to get a little
annoyed and more confused at her stubbornness in not discussing their
incredible lovemaking. He thinks again to himself. Could it have
been a dream? No, it was real!
"Mr. Sheffield, can I
go now? It's my day off," she says starting to get off the loveseat.
Before she can leave him he pulls her back down and she lands on his
lap. "Miss Fine." He says kissing her softly. "I'm afraid
you didn't leave my room in time last night," he whispers. His
heart starts pounding madly as she is sitting on his lap in her shortest
skirt. He rubs his cheek to hers and holds her close to him. "You
stayed just long enough for me to fall in love with you."
Fran is stunned and pulls slightly
back to look him in the eyes. "Mr. Sheffield...you
love me? This isn't a trick into getting me to break our deal...ooops!"
She puts her hand over her mouth and grimaces.
Her _expression makes him laugh
out loud. "I knew you remembered last night!" He tenderly
holds her closer to him, very relieved. He couldn't stand it if he thought
she had forgotten. All of a sudden, feeling her on his lap was starting
to have a drastic effect on his lower region.
"No, I really love you...no
trick," he says seductively kissing her.
"Well, it was too late
for me too." Mr. Sheffield. "I fooled around and fell in love.
Hey! Didn't we dance to that last night?" she says happily.
Max kisses her again. "Darling,
if you are going to stay on my lap, I cannot be held responsible for
my actions." He groans as she shifts position, his hands traveling
slowly up her thighs. His heart starts beating madly again. Suddenly,
he lifts her and takes her in his arms. "Miss Fine, could we please
continue this in my bedroom?"
"Now where have I heard
that before?" She ponders, looking lovingly in his eyes as she
slowly nods her head.
The End