Back to Fan FictionHey, everyone! It's been a long time since I submitted a fic. I hope you enjoy this...my 35th Nanny fic. Enjoy! Mary Ann
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Mary Ann
(maryanncleveland@prodigy.net)
Fran Fine had been going through some hard times lately and was lonely for a man...well, not any man, her boss Maxwell Sheffield. Fran's psychiatrist Dr. Miller had convinced her that she didn't need a man to complete herself. He felt that she should be more independent. After visiting him, Fran drove to her mother's house in Queens for advice. Sylvia already thought that Dr. Miller was a complete quack and what Fran had to say didn't cause her to alter her opinion of him.
"Ya know Ma, finding a man is your dream for me, but it isn't mine anymore. Dr. Miller says that I should go out of the house without makeup on; I should even tell people my real age," Fran said shaking her head while nibbling on a piece of coffee cake in her parents kitchen.
"What else does this genius have to say?" Sylvia sneered as Fran got up to leave. The man should be horsewhipped.
" I don't know, I blacked out after that," she said walking out the door.
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Fran told Niles about Dr. Miller's advice. Val and C.C. were going out on a double date and Niles convinced Fran she should go with them too. He was worried about her lately and thought it would be best if she got out of the mansion and away from her recalcitrant boss.
To C.C.'s chagrin, Fran showed up at the Italian Restaurant and crowded into the booth. Even though she tried to have a good time, she knew she was somewhat of a fifth-wheel. Val and C.C. and their dates only had eyes for each other. Fran was having a horrible time and decided to head home early on this Saturday evening.
Fran 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 were 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 growled angrily throwing in his hand as Brighton delightedly collected his ill-gotten gains. "What kind of imbecile encourages a single woman to go out with two couples?"
Niles looked at him sheepishly, but didn'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. Lately he had been having strange feelings whenever he saw Miss Babcock, but didn't know what to make of them. For years his feelings were that of animosity with a hint of repugnance whenever she came over. But, in the past few months he actually looked forward to her arrivals, and was disappointed when she didn't show.
"What does she know of him?" Niles muttered angrily. Neither Max nor Niles are paying attention to what the other is saying, they are both lost in their own thoughts. They were also losing money to Brighton.
"I thought when she stopped dating, she would be staying home with me...um, I mean the children." Max said recovering. The game ended with them owing Brighton quite a sum of money. Niles figured that C.C. will not be home early and decided to take his depression upstairs and figure out what the hell is going on with him emotionally. Brighton left Max to his game of solitaire.
Fran had decided to sneak away from her friends and headed home. She entered the kitchen. Max was surprised but very pleased that she's home so early. Fran pretended 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 cried seeking his strong arms for comfort.
Mr. Sheffield drew her to him. "Miss Fine, this independence takes time." He unconsciously snuggled her closer to him. Suddenly he got a brilliant idea. "I tell you what, just for now, why don't we practice being on our own, together!" He looked at her sympathetically, but was beyond thrilled that she is home so early and was now in his arms where she belonged.
"On our own together?" she said dubiously. Fran sniffled and looked up at him with big brown eyes. She swallowed as she digested his suggestion. "I guess that could work," she said slightly hesitantly. Suddenly she had an idea. " Mr. Sheffield! 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 was like an excited teenager.
Her guileless expression made 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 realized 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 jumped up happily. "I'm going to change too! I have the perfect dress to wear for this club!" She trotted up the back stairs. She changed 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 retreated back into the house. He was happy that he has some special preparations to make.
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Max and Fran were having a spectacular time at the disco. They danced 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 asked brightly as he twirled 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 chuckled a little at his own immodesty. Fran was flabbergasted that he was such a marvelous dancer. He was thrilled that he had impressed her. As the song changed to More Than a Woman; Max swept her in his arms and held her close. They looked in each other's eyes and their hearts started pounding madly in unison.
Max in particular was having a little trouble controlling himself. He had 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 led her to the bar and ordered 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 said a little shyly. " Could we do this more often?"
"Anytime you feel like boogying again, just say it!" He realized that he was having marvelous time also. Suddenly he reached over and kissed her quickly on the lips. He smiled a little shyly, slightly astonished at his boldness. He was glad and relieved that she smiled back. They sat at the bar for hours talking, drinking and laughing.
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By the time they got home, both were quite tipsy. Max lead 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 said offering her the crystal glass.
"Well, maybe just one more. I'm not used to all the alcohol I had already." She smiled 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 calmed down at the thought.
Max smiled charmingly at her. He suddenly remembered 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 thought remembering how Dr. Johnny Fever had said that to Bailey in one of the episodes. That's exactly how he feels right now. He had 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 sat 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 smiled 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 could stop himself he reached over and kisses her tenderly on the lips. A stunned but quite pleased Fran let out an involuntary sigh. The sound caused him to deepen his kiss. She lie back on the couch and put 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 whispered breathing heavily, his heart was pounding madly. He looked in her eyes and realized that on this night, he just can't stop. He was only slightly aware that even as he is apologizing, he was pressing himself seductively into her. She was more than slightly aware of this. The feeling of his manhood against her body caused wonderful feelings throughout her entire body.
"Mr. Sheffield," she whispered putting her cheek on his, her voice even more husky than normal. She hugged him tightly and softly kissed his neck. At her response, all his inhibitions have fled. He couldn't resist and kissed her again, this time more ferociously.
Fran and Max were lost in each other, necking on the couch like two love-struck teenagers. Max tentively lets his hands wander her body slowly. He couldn't stand it anymore and finally worked up his courage to caress her breast. A small moan escaped her lips at his touch, which only served to drive him into a slight frenzy.
"Miss Fine. Could we please continue this in my bedroom?" he murmured, his voice husky with passion. Fran looked at him a little nervously but nodded her head slightly. They got up and he took her hand, leading her up the back stairs. Oh, no...I can't believe this! She thought 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 smiled and led her into his room. Again, they don't notice the seduction scene that Niles had arranged there. Max took her into his arms. His heart was pounding madly in anticipation of taking this breathtaking creature to his bed for the very first time. He looked deeply in her eyes and kissed her passionately.
Oy! How can I resist him? He's just incredible, and I have had a secret crush on him for months! She's was getting very aroused as his tongue is exploring her mouth. Suddenly, out of the blue, she is no longer nervous; in fact she physically yearns for him. All of a sudden Fran stopped him. She was beginning to regain her senses and is now afraid of the repercussions. What happens tomorrow? She thought starting to realize that this would change everything.
"Mr. Sheffield, I don't think this is a good idea." She said gently pushing him away. Max is stunned. I thought she wanted me. Why did stop me. He thought worriedly. His chest was now heaving slightly and he was 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?"
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 cried 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 realized.
"I do, Mr. Sheffield," she whispered holding him tightly. She desperately wanted and needed him too, but was terrified what tomorrow will bring. Suddenly she had 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 said softly.
Overjoyed with her little plan, Max lifted her and carried 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 said taking his clothes off quickly and getting into bed with her before she changed her mind.
Wow! She thought viewing his naked body for the second time. The first time she accidentally saw him in the shower didn't really count.
Max lay gently on top of her and kissed her with a passion that surprised her. She hadn't ever seen this side of him, the passion, except of course when he was angry with her. He slipped her dress over her head and unfastened her bra. He frantically took her breast in his mouth lightly biting and licking it. His other hand caressed her other breast. Fran's heart was now racing. He had always seemed so staid and uptight. She was stunned at his fierce passion, but what he does next really excited her. "Miss Fine," he said 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 whispered seductively.
"Mr. Sheffield. You are so much more experienced than me. Whatever pleases you pleases me," she whispered. Fran was already experiencing the greatest love-making of her life just being with him. Max kissed slowly down her body till he found the most important area. His heart pounded madly at finally realizing his fantasy. Fran gasped in surprise and rapture. He was quite the skilled lover. Her body instinctively arched into him. He knew where to touch and finally stopped only after Fran's cried out. "Oh, Mr. Sheffield!" Her entire body shuddered in ecstasy. As he came back up to her, she hugged him tightly. Please make love to me now. I need you," she pleaded, her breath now coming in short spurts.
Max was enormously pleased at her reaction to him. He had wanted to please her like that for a very long time. He had to have her too and was ecstatic that she was ready for him. He gently lowered himself to her and let out a small groan. His heart was threatening to burst through his chest.
Fran moaned softly at their first introduction. He was taking it slowly so as not to hurt her, but she was more than ready for him. She literally needed him. Fran grabbed his bottom. Her surprising move made Max cry out in ecstasy. He'd gone to a more primitive place and he had pretty much had lost all control. Finally, he could stand it no longer as she desperately arched her body up into him.
"Oh, Miss Fine! I just can't hold on any longer!" Max was relieved that at just that moment, her head snapped back onto the pillow and her body shuddered beneath him.
"Oh, Mr. Sheffield," she whispered. "Mr. Sheffield!" She hugged him tightly; her whole body trembled.
Max cried out her name. His entire body was quivering and he collapsed 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 whispered clutching her face to his. Her body was trembling in his arms and he held her protectively. His heart was still pounding madly.
As she started coming to her senses, Fran suddenly remembered their agreement, 'no-strings-attached'. She was grateful beyond belief at how he made her feel. She hadn't realized how her body had needed this. It had 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 knew that she couldn't stay, much as she wanted to. Her breathing was coming under control and she swallowed bravely. To Max's surprise, she untangled herself from his arms and sat up. She began putting her dress on.
Max was just coming to his senses and was incredulous that she is getting ready to leave. "Miss Fine." He said gently grabbing her wrist as she started to leave his bed. "Where are you going?" He asked slightly worried. Didn't she have as incredible time as I did? Why is she leaving? "Didn't you have a ...good time?" he asked slightly embarrassed. Oh, god. I hope I didn't hurt her! She seemed more than ready for me.
Fran looked 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 was feeling quite 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 smiled slightly shyly at him.
He pulled her back to him and held her tightly. "Then why do you want to leave me?" he whispered rubbing his cheek to hers.
"Well," she said 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 said. "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 looked down shyly. I can't believe I just admitted that to him. Oh, no! You idiot! Now you've ruined everything! She thought 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 thought and was surprised how a sudden feeling of peace and happiness envelops him. Suddenly he threw caution to the wind. "Would falling love with me be so terrible?" he asked shyly putting his forehead on hers.
Fran looked at him wide-eyed. "Mr. Sheffield...it would be horrible!" He was stunned at that and looked a little hurt. She saw his expression and quickly explained. "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 smiled sadly. She was 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 said softly getting out of bed. "By the way nobody's ever made me feel like that before. You were...wonderful."
Max was thrilled at her confession. He gently grabbed her wrist again. "Oh, no you don't! I have you till the morning. We have all night before this never happened!" He pushed her back on the pillow and got 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 fell 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 fell into a deep sleep filled with marvelous dreams.
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Sunlight flooded Fran's room. She woke up and had 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 thought bitter sweetly. Since it's Sunday and she's late, she decided to dress for breakfast.
Max woke up and reached over to the other side of the bed. Was it a dream? I had a lot of alcohol. He thought slightly confused. He put his head in the pillow and smelled her delightful perfume. It was no dream. It was fantastic! He remembered and was beginning to feel very sorry that she wasn't here. Suddenly he thought 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 remembered 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 thought blushing slightly at the thought of facing her for the first time. He stepped into his shower and prepared for the day.
"Good morning, everyone!" Fran said breezing into the dining room.
"Good morning Miss Fine." Max gave 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 gave them a knowing smirk and sauntered into the kitchen delighted.
"So, Miss Fine, how did you sleep?" Max said a little shyly, noticing Niles expression and grateful that he had left them alone.
"Fabulously!" she exclaimed putting a huge piece of waffle in her mouth. "I had the most pleasant dream!" She smiled 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 whispered, knowing full well that Niles had 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 said excitedly.
"Yes, I had a fantastic time there too. Um, but that's not exactly what I'm talking about." He lowered his voice even more. "I mean after," he said looking deeply into her eyes.
She thought it over. "Oh, yes!" She nodded.
Max was very relieved that she finally got what he meant.
"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 said looking at him sweetly. Fran took the last bite of her waffle and stood up. "Well, today's my day off, I wonder what I'll do." She pondered to herself seemingly forgetting that he was there.
Max was flabbergasted at her demeanor. He sat 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 thought stubbornly. I have to find out what the bloody hell is going on!
Suddenly he stood up and took her hand. "Come with me!" She was surprised as he practically dragged her into his office. "Mr. Sheffield, what's wrong? Where are we going?" she said. "Did I do something wrong?"
He locked the office door and shut off the intercom. All his embarrassment was now gone. "Please sit down, Miss Fine." He motioned to the loveseat. God, she looks so lovely this morning in that short pleated skirt. His heart started to beat faster as he remembered last night, and what was under that skirt.
Fran looked up innocently at him. "Is something wrong, Mr. Sheffield?"
"Um, Miss Fine. I wanted to discuss last night with you." He said slightly embarrassed. He rubbed his hands nervously together and sat down next to her. He took her hands in his and looked deeply into her eyes. This caused 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 said a little nervously.
"Miss Fine, that's not what I'm talking about, and you know it," he said 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 realized. He wants to see if I'll hold it over his head. Well, I keep my promises. He won't crack me! She thought 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 thought 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 said 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 said kissing her softly. "I'm afraid you didn't leave my room in time last night," he whispered. His heart started pounding madly as she was sitting on his lap in her shortest skirt. He rubbed his cheek to hers and held her close to him. "You stayed just long enough for me to fall in love with you."
Fran was stunned and pulled 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 put her hand over her mouth and grimaced.
Her expression made him laugh out loud. "I knew you remembered last night!" He tenderly held 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 said 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 asked happily.
Max kissed her again. "Darling, if you are going to stay on my lap, I cannot be held responsible for my actions." He groaned as she shifted position, his hands traveled slowly up her thighs. His heart started beating madly again. Suddenly, he lifted her and took her in his arms. "Miss Fine, could we please continue this in my bedroom?"
"Now where have I heard that before?" She pondered, looking lovingly in his eyes as she slowly nodded her head.
The End
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