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Fran and Val are sitting in
Fran's bedroom discussing Fran's love life, or lack there of. "Oh
Val! I was so hurt when Mr. Sheffield took back saying he loved me a
few months ago. I've really been torturing him too much lately about
it, but can I confide in you? I've been thinking about it and suddenly
realized that there is no way I could ever be with him...you
know sex-wise. He is so out of my league! I would be a nervous
wreck the whole time! Can you imaging going from Danny Imperialli to
Cary Grant?" She says shaking her head at the mere thought. Val nods her head. "I
know what you mean. He's like nobody we've ever know our whole lives.
Sometimes I'm a nervous wreck just being in the same room with him."
Val confides. "But, he's so handsome, and that thick head of hair!" "That's
exactly what I mean! I must have been crazy falling for him.
I'm going to get back on track and start dating men that are from our
world again. Let's go clubbing tomorrow night. It's time I came back
to the real world." She says a little sadly.
Mr. Sheffield's never going to fall in love with me. I just give
up. She thinks dismally. "Niles, I have to talk
to someone. Miss Fine is driving me bloody crazy with the whole
Thing business. Why can't she understand that I'm not ready for
a relationship? Why did I have to tell her I loved her on that blasted
plane from Paris?" He says dejectedly. "Why are you listening
to the intercom old man?" Niles quickly clicks off the intercom.
"Sir, you are going to love what I am about to tell you.
I just heard Miss Fine confess to Miss Toriello that she is just torturing
you for taking back saying you love her. She told Val that she wouldn't
know what to do if you "put the moves on her." He lies.
"That there was no way she could imagine being intimate with you.
Something about you being way out of her league. She is completely in
awe of you and said she would be too intimidated to make love with you."
Miss Fine's confession to Val had shaken Niles to his core. He knows
he has to do something to get them together...soon. Max looks at Niles in disbelief."
She really said that?" Suddenly a plan forms in his desperate mind.
"Niles! That's it! What if I come on really strong to her?
When she backs out, she can't hold
the thing over my head anymore!" He says excitedly. "That's
exactly what I was thinking, sir! Great minds think alike!"
Max smiles at his plan. "You know, even though she doesn't dress
like it, Miss Fine is really quite unsophisticated sexually. She confided
in me once that she's only been with two men. Her first in Israel and
her long-time fiancé Danny. As you know, she came to work here right
after they broke up." Niles confides to his surprised boss. "A
big-shot Broadway producer trying to seduce her will simply
terrify her! She won't put any pressure on you for quite a while!"
Niles says conspiratorially. "Niles! This is
perfect!" "I can't believe how great the timing is!"
He says rubbing his hands together in glee. "I have some preparations
to make." Max says excitedly leaving the mansion. "Hi, Niles...what's up?"
Fran says walking into the kitchen. Now for part two of the
plan. Niles thinks. "Miss Fine, hypothetically, what would
you do if Mr. Sheffield wanted to sleep with you?" He looks at
her innocently, as if he was just passing the time of day with idle
chitchat. His direct question out of
the blue stops her in her tracks. "Niles! Don't even
say that, do you want to give me a stroke? I used to think that's
what I wanted, but never really thought it through until recently. I
mean, I'd love to make love to him, but being in that situation! Wow!
I'd probably have a heart attack! No way, he's
way out of my league!" She says thinking what a coincidence
that she had been just discussing this very subject with Val. "Well, then, you are going
to love what I am about to tell you." Niles finishes telling
Fran Mr. Sheffield's plans. "...so, he thinks that if he puts the
moves on you, you'll get nervous and back away. Then you won't be able
to throw the thing back at him again!" Niles says quite
pleased with his scheme. Fran sits in open-mouth, wide-eyed
disbelief. "Niles, he would have been absolutely right. The thought
of sleeping with Mr. Sheffield paralyzed me. Recently I've been analyzing
our situation. I'm sure he's been with tons of famous actresses and
is so experienced. As I told you before, I've just been with a couple
of guys, and one was Danny. Who didn't really know much.
She thinks happy that she didn't marry him. "I can't believe that
he's going to try to seduce me hoping that I'll back out." A smile
come to her lips as a plan is forming. "I know
exactly what to do!" She says excitedly. Suddenly the thought
of being seduced by Maxwell Sheffield sounds quite appealing. She leaves
Niles to make her own preparations. Niles is thrilled beyond belief
seeing her hatch a plan of her own. He knew he had to somehow get them
together in a bedroom to jumpstart their relationship. Ever since he
discovered what the thing was, he had been racking his brain
on how to get the two of them in bed together. Fran's confession to
Val this afternoon had been his inspiration. ************** "Good evening everyone!"
Fran says entering the Sheffield dining room. "Hello, Miss Fine."
Max and Niles say. Fran sits down and Niles put a full plate in front
of her. He leaves discreetly to them begin their little game. "Uh. The children
have gone out for the evening." Max says leaning in close to Fran.
He smiles and arches his eyebrows giving her a very seductive look. "Oh, that's nice."
She says. She gives him a confused look.
Uh oh, here goes. I think he's about to start our little game!
She thinks excitedly. "Um, Miss Fine,
do you have any plans for the evening?" Max says smiling tenderly
at her. She looks at him inquisitively. She acts surprised that he takes
her hand. "I was thinking after dinner, why don't you change into
your comfortable bedclothes and join me for a night cap in my room?"
He is delighted by her stunned _expression. Fran looks at him, her mouth
wide open. "Mr. Sheffield, why do you want to go to your bedroom?
What about the living room?" She says a little nervously. I
just love this! She thinks excitedly. "Oh, Miss Fine, I just
want to have some private time alone with you. In the living room Niles
or the children could interrupt us. I just felt like being alone with
you. Is there anything wrong with that?" He says giving her his
most charming smile. "Well, Ok." She says
skeptically. She pretends to mull it over. "Sure, why not! It's
not like I don't trust you or anything!" She lets out one of her
unique raspy laughs and smacks him lightly on the arm. Maxwell laughs
along with her; absolutely delighted that the fly is going to come to
the spider. After dinner, Fran goes to
her bedroom. She is a little tense even though she knows his plans.
She's also very excited. She decides to take a hot bath to relax. This
was going to call on all her acting skills. Soaking in the tub, she
puts some finishing touches to her plans. She gets out and dries herself
off. She decides on her peach silk pajamas and slippers. I don't
need a robe; these will cover me up enough. She thinks.
Ok, here goes...this could be the turning point in my life. She
takes a deep breath and walks down the hall to Maxwell Sheffield's bedroom. Fran knocks on the door. "It's
open." Max calls out. She opens the door and gasps. Mr. Sheffield
is sitting in his chair, a glass of scotch in one hand an expensive
Cuban cigar in the other. He is wearing his black silk pajamas covered
by the classic Big Broadway Producer silk robe. He half smiles at her
seductively, the left side of his mouth turning up slightly. He looks
just exactly like he stepped out of one of those old black and white
movies from the 1930' and 40's. The ones were the lecherous, powerful
Broadway producer seduces the innocent young showgirl. Even though Fran
knows his plans, she can't help feeling just a little like that innocent
young showgirl. Also, if she hadn't known his plan, she probably would
have run, not walked back to her own room. Max stands up as she enters
his room a small smile on his face. He looks at her somewhat wickedly
as he walks over to greet her. He is thrilled by her response and seeing
her look apprehensively around his room. He has prepared it very seductively.
A huge fire crackling in the fireplace, soft lights and music, wine
chilling. He smiles as he sees her swallow nervously at the sight of
his bed, which he had turned down invitingly. "Miss Fine. I'm so glad
you are here. Please sit down." He says leading her to the overstuffed
couch in front of the fireplace. "Let me pour you a glass of wine."
He says as she sits. He hands her a crystal glass of wine. "My
you look enchanting this evening." He says really meaning it.
She does look adorable in her little pajamas. Stop it, you idiot;
you're going to ruin everything! Don't let your mind go there! He
thinks. "Thank you Mr. Sheffield,
you look amazing too." She says nervously.
Wow! Does he look hot! Stop it! Don't go there you idiot! You'll
ruin everything! She admonishes herself. "So, Mr. Sheffield.
What did you want to talk about?" She says as he sits down next
to her. "Talk?" He whispers
nuzzling her neck. "Mr. Sheffield! What are
you doing?" She says nervously. "I'm kissing your neck.
Do you mind?" He says seductively. "Um, not if you
don't." She says. Well that was intelligent. She thinks
a little embarrassed. "Oh, Miss Fine."
He says putting their glasses down on the coffee table. "Did I
tell you how lovely you look tonight?" He says looking lustily
into her eyes. She blinks rapidly. He is delighted to see a measure
of fear in her _expression. This is working just as I planned.
Max was having a marvelous time. He didn't realize that Fran was also. "Mr. Sheffield,
uh, I thought you wanted some privacy to talk to me." She
says looking up at him innocently. "Uh huh." He leans
into her and kisses her softly. Fran let's out an involuntary moan as
his tongue parts her lips and finds it's way into her mouth for the
first time ever. To Max's utter surprise his heart starts to pound madly
at her reaction and the kiss. "Oh, Mr. Sheffield."
She says backing away from him. She backs into the arm of the couch.
He gently grabs her shoulders and pushes her down. He looks into her
eyes lustfully. He is quite pleased that they are now wide as saucers.
She looks like a sweet innocent virgin, scared to death of her first
encounter with an older, experienced man. For some reason, this was
really beginning to turn him on. He starts nuzzling her neck
and kissing her earlobe. Max kisses down her neck. He can feel her heart
beating rapidly. He desperately wants to kiss and caress her breasts,
but since this is just a game, he won't take advantage of her. He stops
his lips at her collarbone. Wow! Does this feel delicious
or what! When the moment comes, I'm going to have a really hard time
stopping! Fran thinks excitedly. Max is a little surprised that
she hasn't stopped him already. He lets his hands wander her body, feeling
her tiny waist and softly caressing her thighs. He is starting to feel
a bit like a cad for playing this game with her when she was obviously
so oblivious. He was also feeling very good being so close and intimate
with her. He kisses her again very seductively, thrusting his tongue
deep into her mouth. He starts rubbing her cheek to his. Fran gasps
and is breathing very heavily now. Feeling her against him, Max is starting
to have trouble controlling his urges. "Mr. Sheffield. I thought
you wanted to be just friends! What are you doing?" She let's her
body tremble a little for effect. What he's doing is really making her
heart pound. She was getting pretty turned on and was surprised that
she wasn't the least bit nervous, like she always thought she'd be. "Max can feel her tremble
and starts to instinctively feel a little protective towards her. "Oh,
Miss Fine, you're not scared are you? Do you want me to stop?"
He whispers, as he is suddenly aware that his arousal is now quite real.
Without realizing it, he is rhythmically pushing it gently into her
body. Fran was more than realizing it and is starting to breath hard
at it's delightful effects on her. He positions himself so that his
hardness is now rubbing between her thighs. All that is separating them
is the thin silk of their pajama bottoms. Oh my god! He thinks
as waves of pleasure make him shudder. "Oh,
Miss Fine." Max groans kissing her passionately. He lets
his hand find her breast and gasps happily as he cops his first feel.
He kisses her more fiercely and presses into her more desperately. All
of a sudden, he has pretty much forgotten that this is just a game.
The hunter was soon to become the hunted. Maxwell lets his hands travel
from her breasts slowly down her stomach. They find the crotch of her
pajamas and softly caress between her legs. He moans softly as he feels
her instinctively thrust herself into his caress. Maxwell starts to
gently reach into her bottoms. Oy, does that feel delicious!
I better stop before it's too late! She thinks as she feels herself
get too excited. Fran instinctively, and also
from the feeling of his now very hard arousal against her body, knows
that now is the time. It takes all the will power she can muster to
stop him. "Um, Mr. Sheffield...I can't do this!" Fran says
taking his hand away from her pajama bottoms before it reaches it's
goal. She gently pushes him off her and gets up. "I would be just
too nervous. After all, you're my boss!" She says getting off the
couch. Max mouth drops open in dismay
and shock. He can't believe she stopped him. His chest is heaving and
his heart is practically beating through it.
Oh god! Why did she stop me! I want her so badly! He thinks desperately.
His arousal is almost painful He watches in horror as she gets up and
walks to the door. Max bolts off the couch and straight-arms the door
shut as she opens it. Fran has her back to him and he hugs her from
behind. She can feel his hardness rubbing against her bottom and starts
to get really excited. "Oh, Mr. Sheffield, why
are you holding me here?" She whispers as he is torturing her with
soft kisses on the back of her neck. His hands reach under her pajama
tops and he lets his fingers make little feather like tracings on her
back down her spine, causing goose bumps on her entire body.
Oh, does that feel good! She thinks happily.
Well this has worked out rather well. She is quite happy with
outcome of the game. I think I won. She thinks quite satisfied
with herself. "Miss Fine, please don't
go. I thought you had...feelings for me." He whispers pushing
her pajama collar down and kissing her shoulders. "Please stay
and I'll show you how I feel about you." He says enticingly.
Oh, god. He suddenly realizes.
She's leaving! This is exactly what I had planned, but now I am positive
that I'll have a bloody heart attack if she does leave! I need her.
I love her...Huh? Startled he finally realizes the truth. Damn
it! I love her! She's so sweet and innocent! God does that turn me on!
He turns her around to face him. The poor little thing! Just look
how scared she is! She just melts my heart! He hugs her protectively. "Miss Fine. Please stay
with me." He pleads. "You know I would never do anything to
hurt you, don't you?" Fran casts her eyes demurely down and nods. "Oh, Mr. Sheffield."
She looks shyly up at him. "If we do this how can I ever face you
again? It will change everything! What if you become too uncomfortable
to keep me as your nanny?" She says, willing big crocodile tears
to form in her eyes. I really should win an Emmy for this performance.
She marvels to herself. Max is horrified at her tears...and
her fears. "Oh, Fran! How can you say that! Please don't
cry, darling." He says lifting her up into his arms. He takes her
to his bed and gently deposits her here. He gets in with her and scoops
her happily into his arms. Max kisses her softly on the lips. "You
know I love you! I'm so sorry I took it back. I was just scared. Please
forgive me. Do you?" He says looking tenderly at her. She looks up at him. Her smile
makes his heart soar. "I love you too...Max." She says hugging
him tightly. Max reaches for the buttons
of her pajamas. "May I?" He asks, his heart starts racing
again at the sight of her on his pillow. She looks at him with pure
love in her eyes and nods. Yes, I definitely won this game. She
thinks happily as Max kisses her, his hands slowly unbuttoning her pajama
tops. "Oh, Miss
Fine..." "Oh, Mr.
Sheffield..." Niles clicks off the intercom
in the kitchen. His very satisfied smile reaches from ear to ear.
A butler's work is never done. He thinks happily climbing the stairs
to his bed. The End |