Fran's Mud Wrestling Phase

by

Goldenpoet67
(Goldenpoet67@aol.com)

It was Saturday night, and Niles was taking Fran to mud wrestling. She first didn't want to go, and Niles talked her into it. Niles had always had a knack for cherring her up. Fran was feeling neglected and alone, this could make for an interesting night.

When they arrive, Fran gets a coke and a hot dog. "Want anything, Niles?" she offers. "Just a coke, Ms.Fine." he said. She brings it to him. "thanks, Ms.Fine." Niles said.

"So who's wrestling?" Fran asked. Niles hands her the program. "Madoosa verses Hilda?" she said. "With names like this, I'd mud wrestle to." she said. Niles laughed. "Ms.fine, you could hold your own in there, and the winner gets 1000,00 smackers." Niles said. "Gee, I could use a thousand dollars right now." she said.

"Niles, what does a girl gotta do to get in this?" Fran asked. "Simply sign up, Ms.Fine." he said. Fran watches the first round, and thinks about it. She looks up, and Max comes in. When he had heard Fran wanted to watch mud wrestling, he wanted to see this.

Niles waved him over. "Hello Niles, Ms.Fine." Max said. Fran said hi, but she had decided she was mud wrestling, now Max was here, and she thought, men always find mud wrestling a turn on, I'll give it a shot.

Fran excused herself, and the guys thought, maybe she is using the restroom. Fran had signed up, and picked out some clothing for the event. "This ought to be good." she said. The announcer calls out, " In a last minute added match, we have "The Nanny" verses Wildcat."

Niles and Max looked at each other in amazement. The announcer goes on to say, The Nanny, weighing 105 pounds, and Wildcat, weighing 125 pounds, we have a match.

The bell rings. Niles and Max were wide eyed. "Niles, I can't believe it, she is mud wrestling." Max said. "Sir, it's Ms.Fine, how could you be amazed?" he said. Max liked what Fran was wearing. Short shorts, blue jean cut, with a blue mid drift shirt, which tied at the bottom in a knot.

She had cute white sneakers on with bobbie socks. Fran didn't like the idea of mud in her hair, but she could shower later.Fran is knocked down, but not for long, she remembers wrestling with her sister, Nay. She could handle anything. She got up and jumped on Wildcat's back and began wrestling. She was a natural. People who first cheered for Wildcat, cheered for Fran.

Max didn't know what to think. The woman he loves wrestling in mud. On the one hand, it was funny, and a bit arousing, but on the other, what if the press knew? After all, she is his nanny, and made headlines before.

Max wanted to go down there and carry her out, mud and all. Fran would never let him hear the end of it if he did. After all, she is his nanny, but there was no ownership here, no commitment of any kind. He would look like a jelous bloke with a closed mind.

He had no choice but to watch. He was certainly going to chat with Fran about it later. Max enjoyed the comedy of it, Fran all covered in mud, and her clothes clad to her, showing every curve, an eye opening experience.

Fran won the match, and all of a sudden, cameras were clicking. The cameraman had a New York Times cap on. "Oh, bloody, no!" Max thought. Fran was smiling, she had won, and she was $1000 dollars richer. Two weeks pay right there, according to what Max pays her.

Fran rushed out and took a shower in the back, they had a ladies room equipped with a shower. Max went back there, he didn't care it said Ladies on the door. He didn't care if he accidentally sees Fran in the shower, he was steamed, and wanted her to know.

He steps in for a moment. Fran was showering, but a curtain was there. "Mr.Sheffield, what are you doing in here?" she asked. "Ms.Fine, I am glad you won, but didn't you see the New York Times Reporter?" Max asked. "Yes." "I saw him, Mr.Sheffield." she said. "What about it?" she said.

"Ms.Fine, you are my nanny, and you're possibly going to bring negative publicity on me." he said. Mr.sheffield, why do you worry so much?" "I am sure it will be fine." she said. Max could see the shadow of her body as she showered. He wanted to go join her. Knowing a curtain seperated them from one another, drove him wild.

"Come closer, Mr.sheffield, I won't bite if you won't." she said. "It feels like I am yelling to talk to you." she said. Max comes closer, a lump in his throat, and a heat on his body beginning as well.

The gentleman part of him wanted to keep his distance, but he is a man, and she is so beautiful. She stops the shower, Mr.Sheffield, please hand me my towel." she said. He comes closer and hands her the towel. Fran knew he was silent, and she knew why. He wasn't angry, not really, he wanted her, and it didn't take rocket science to figure it out.

She comes out all wrapped up in towels. One on her head, and one around her body. She stands in front of the mirror, and talks to Max. "Good, I can hear you better now." she said.

She feels comfortable around Max. She wasn't the least bit shy. She liked teasing him, and seeing if he would make a move finally. She dries her hair, Max takes it all in, her beauty, her body, though wrapped in towels, he knew the soft silky white skin under the towels, the idea of it, was a need for him, a want.

"Mr.Sheffield, come help me out." she said with a wink. He comes over to her, it felt like a mile he walked, but soon he was there. Max had come close to seeing her before, but now, here he was, a towel seperating them.

Fran has him hand her certain things while she dolled up again. "I am going to go shopping with this money." she said enthusiastically. Fran spun around in excitement, and when she did, her towel came off. Fran looked shocked, but not embarrassed. Max looked, but tried to look away, yet he couldn't.

"You like, Mr.Sheffield?" she asked. He bent to retrieve her towel, they were giggling, but his eyes followed her legs all the way up. She wasn't in a hurry to cover herself. She wanted him to enjoy, and know what he is missing if he'd just say the word, she is his.

"Oh, Ms.Fine, you are beautiful". he said. She met his hand with hers, and let him touch. Max thought he was going to explode, and his heart was pounding fast.

"Don't worry, Mr.Sheffield, the door is locked, right?" Max manage to muffled a "yes." Fran kissed him. Max seemed to respond with a groan. "Ms.Fine, This is hardly the place or the time to be,( they kiss again.) Max enjoyed exploring, and Fran didn't mind," she was with a man who could rock her world anytime."

"I have wanted you, to , Mr.Sheffield. " Fran said. He slides his hands down her back and further. "Oh, Mr.sheffield." She said,as he squeezes a little. As things begin to heat up, they hear a knock, "Say, other girls need to clean off to!" It was wildcat, her opponent. "Alright, wildcat, hold on a minute. " Fran said.

Fran rushes to get her clothes on, and Max is almost wishing they hadn't been interupted.Before Fran opened the door, she embraced Max for another kiss, and she squeezed his tush, to let him know, if you want me, take me." Max kissed her, and didn't mind her attention.

They open the door, and wildcat looked so funny with mud all over her, and she wasn't happy seeing a man walk out of the shower room. Max and Fran laughed it off, and found Niles. Niles high fived Fran for her win and her performance.

Fran said, "It was fun, but I don't know if I want to keep getting mud all over me, unless I have a partner to help me clean off," she looks at Max.She knew he had been aroused, and even now, he kept looking at her.

Who would've guessed a trip to the shower room would be so revealing. Max certainly liked it. Fran was determined to one day be Mrs.Sheffield. The two had a chemistry like no other, and one day, it would happen.

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