Barclay Davis Cold Open Shorts - Frisky Frida
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Sunday night, and Frida was taking a shower. She spends a long time taking showers, what with her long blonde hair. She goes over her body well, taking care of her arms, her legs, her torso, and her vaginal area, where she keeps it extra clean. In doing so, Frida manages to get herself sexually worked up.
After drying her hair and body off, Frida slips her bathrobe on, loosely ties it, and heads into the dining area, where she sees Max going over some essays and tests for him to grade. Victor is standing by Max, on the table, assisting him with the paperwork. Frida's leaning by the entrance between the kitchen and the hallway with a smile on her face, using her right hand to circle her left areola from the inside of her bathrobe, and getting turned on looking at Max. She then walks over to him.
Max finishes another paper, puts it on the finished pile and says "And another one bites the dust! Alrightee Victor, who's our next contestant?"
Victor grabs another paper from the pile, and says "Well now, we have one Jeremy Brexton, who's essay is on John Brown."
Max's eyes light up as he's about to grade one of his better students' work. He grabs the paper from Victor and cheerfully says, "Ah, good ol' Jeremy! I have no doubt his essay will be well researched!" Max looked at Victor, whom he noticed was looking past him to his left. He turned around to see what Victor was looking at, and saw Frida standing over him, with her robe slightly opened and a seductive smile on her face.
"Hiya, huuh-neeeee!" Max says to Frida.
"Hello yourself, handsome." Frida says to Max, as she leans down to kiss him on the mouth. She wrapped her arms around Max, then says "Whatcha doin'?"
"Oh, I'm just going through all these papers I have to grade by tomorrow!" Max tells her. "And I'm not even half way through with them!"
"Didn't you set aside any time this weekend to grade them?" Frida asks.
"Well, yeah I did!" Max answers. "But I pretty much had my hands full this weekend...with your buttocks!"
Frida kisses Max on the cheek, and says "Well you weren't complaining at all, the way you were manhandling them!"
"True!" Max says. "But it's time for me to get serious here. I have to get all this marked by tomorrow morning, so that I can..." But Max didn't finished, as Frida started kissing, licking, and nibbling Max's neck and working her way up to his earlobe. Once Max started feeling that, he started protesting.
"Uh, Frida? No, not again! NOT tonight!" Max tells her. "I'm very serious he..." But before he could finish, Frida took a bite of Max's neck, which he really felt. Her nibbles caused Max to tremble.
"Frida!" Max says as he's trying to be serious. But Frida pays him no never minds.
"Purrrrrr, I can't help it Max!" Frida coos at him. "You're just sitting there wearing your glasses all adorkable, and looking so yummy!" she says as she keeps kissing and nibbling his ear. "I can't help but eat you, as is!" she says as her kissing intensifies.
"Yeah, bu..." were the only words Max could get out, as Frida then leaned in to stick her tongue in Max's mouth and kiss him passionately. Frida's head and torso were horizontal, then her robe dropped sideways, exposing Frida's naked right side, as she was kissing Max. Frida's half was still naked when she sat on Max, hugging him tightly and kissing him deeply, using her long tongue to probe the inside of Max's mouth. The sensation of Frida's kissing caused Max's arms to drop and dangle all limp like.
Victor was watching all that, wondering if Max was ever going to break the spell Frida has him under at the moment.
Just then, Max's arms started shaking, as he got them up to grab Frida's wrists. He then put them by her chest, as he started talking to her.
"FRIDAAHH-HA-HA-HAAA!" Max said. "Why ya gotta keep doin' this to meee? I got a whole bunch of tests and essays I need to grade by tomorrow morning! And If I don't get them done by then, I'm going to be so far down a hole there won't be any light to escape from that! You're a fellow high school teacher, surely you understand just how important this task is in our jobs! Right?...RIGHT?!!..."😁
Frida just looked at him with desire in her eyes. Then she said, "...I wanna toss yer salad, so baaad-leeee!" She then stuck her long tongue out at Max and started wiggling it, going "uuuhhhlllllll..."
Max's response to that:
Victor, fearing Max will give in to Frida again, starts protesting loudly. "Ohhh, no, no, no, no, no! Focus Maxie, fo-CUSSS!!!" He then starts grabbing the unmarked papers he was handing Max and says "Look, we got these test papers on the Spanish-American War that need marking, and essays about American inventors in the Industrial Age, as well as events leading up to the Civil War, and..." Victor had turned around to look at Max, only to find Max carrying Frida, who were halfway to the bedroom, until he disappeared from view and a door was slammed.
Victor, realizing he lost Max again, got angry. He tosses all the papers he had in his claws up in the air out of frustration, and says "HUMANS...are the most hypersexed beings on the face of this planet!" After that, a loose piece of paper, that had been in the air, landed on Victor, covering him up, as he hears Max scream, from the bedroom, "OH MY FUCKING GAAAuhAAAuhAAAAAAd!!!"
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The weekend at the apartment, and the Gang are all huddled in Bob's place watching the big game they were all looking forward to. Max was sitting on the chair between the door outside and the matching sofa next to it. Next to Max on the sofa was Bob, Mitch, and Paul. Sam was sitting on the floor with his back resting on the left sofa arm, Pete was standing behind the sofa's left side, resting his arms on the sofa's top, and Carol was sitting on the sofa's left arm just next to Pete.
Frida and Victor didn't join Max to watch the game at Bob's because they're not really into sports.
They were all excited about how the game was unfolding.
"Holy shit, this game is something!" Max blurts out. "It's more than lived up to the hype!"
"Yeah!" Bob says with his thick Jamacian accent. "An' we havn't even reach th' halfway point. It gonna be somethin' as th' game goes on!"
Then the Gang all goes "WOAH!" at the TV.
"HOLY SHIT, DID YOU SEE THAT?!!" Paul screams. "That's highlight material, right there!"
"Hit 'em hard, boys!" Pete screams.
"Run up the score!" Sam implies.
"RIP THEIR FUCKING HEADS OFF AND PISS AND SHIT DOWN THEIR OPEN THROAT HOLES!!!!!" Carol screamed.
The guys then all looked at Carol as if she was a crazy person. She responds, "What? I'm a big fan of the game." After looking at her, the Gang continues watching the game and whooping it up.
But just then, Frida opens the front door wide. Frida was wearing her usual casual clothing, consisting of a crop top tank top, and a baggy pair of sweatpants that were barely holding up around her waist. Her hair was a bit tussled, and she had a look on her face as if she was about to do something naughty. She then slowly struts up to the Gang.
"Oh, hi Frida!" Mitch told her. When Max heard that, he looked at Mitch, then looked up at Frida who was looking at him quite seductively.
"FRIDA!" Max said joyfully. "So, you decided to watch the big game with us?"😁
But Frida sat on Max's lap, wrapped her arms around him, and said "Actually Max, I've come to take you back to the bedroom!"
"Uhhh, yu-yu-ya, whuuut?" Max said rather confusingly to Frida.
"Maaaax..." Frida said with a sexy tone in her voice as she got close to Max's face. "I had some dark chocolate and pistachio nuts just recently, and now I'm all horny as fuck. And I need you to scratch this big itch I have." she said while drawing on Max's chest with her finger.
Max, worried he was going to miss the rest of the big game, starts going "Yyyyeahh, buuuut...THE GAME!" Max is then looking at the TV with his arms out, going "It's the biggest game of the year with all the high scoring back 'n forth the defense making stops the crowd going into it an' all kinds of stuff like that there an..." Max was waving his arms like a maniac trying desperately to explain why he wants to watch the game, until Frida took her fingers up to Max's chin, and gently turned his face to look at him.
"Maaaax..." Frida said in an even more seductive voice. "You wanna know what I wanna do to you right now?"
Max just nods his head back and forth, not sure what to make of Frida. She then puts her hand by Max's right ear, leans into him, and starts whispering into it. As Frida is talking to him, Max's face starts getting bigger from hearing her intentions, until it ends with Max's eyes bulging out of his face and pulsating with arousal.
When she's finished whispering, Max turns to Frida and gasps "...NOOOO...WAAAAAY!!!"
Frida then slowly sticks out her very long tongue and starts wiggling it like crazy in front of Max, who's hypnotized by it. After she puts her tongue back into her mouth, Max responds...
Max then gets up off the seat, holding Frida across the threshold, then starts to walk back to his apartment. But he barely gets a step in when he stops to turn around to face the Gang.
"Sorry Gang!" Max tells them, while Frida licks and nibbles his right ear. "Looks like I'm gonna have to ditch these fun and games for some REAL fun and games!"😈😁😁😁😁😁
The Gang just stares at them, as Max excitedly takes Frida back for some sexy time fun, and slams the door behind him. After a minute, the door opens again as Victor, with a pissed off look, enters. He positions himself by the chair Max was just sitting on, jumps up from behind and is sitting on the chair with his left claw holding his face up, and his right claw dangling over the chair.
Bob looks at him, and goes "I tot ya din't like sports?"
Victor points his right claw at the door, and tells Bob, "I'd much prefer this over THEIR idea of athletics!"
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VERSUS
Friday night at the Crow's Bar, and Max had just stepped out of the men's washroom after taking care of some business. He passes by the pool room, on his way back to his table, when he noticed Sam's brother Mo and his hijab wearing wife Jasmine sitting alone in the pool room. Mo was reading some romantic poetry to Jasmine from a book he was holding.
When Mo was done reading the poem to her, Jasmine wraps her arms around her husband and kisses him. Max, a little curious by all this, enters the room.
"Hey Mo. Jaz. Whatcha kids doin'?" Max asks of them.
"Oh, I'm just reading some poetry to Jasmine, from this book." Mo says as he and Jasmine get up to meet Max halfway. "She's really into the romantic verse."
"Really?" Max says, as he takes the book Mo was reading. "Women get turned on when they're read poetry from a book?"
"Well, I can't say all of them." Mo tells Max. "Some do."
"You should read some of that to Frida, Max!" Jasmine tells him. "I'll betcha she'll be totally moved if you do."
"Oh, I dunno." Max tells them. "Frida doesn't strike me as someone who is moved by some fancy words."
"What are you talking about, Max?" Jasmine responds. "Women love it when their guy reads them some romantic poetry. I bet Frida would be trembling if you read one of those chapters in that book to her!"
"C'mon Max, give it a try!" Mo encourages him. "What've you got to lose?"
Max's eyes dart between Mo and Jasmine, then the book, then out to the pool room entrance where Frida and everyone are out and about in the bar. Max's eyes keep darting all over the place, until he finally walks to the entrance out to the bar, with book in hand, to call for Frida.
"Hey Frida!" Max yells out from the entrance. "Could you come in here, please? There's something I want to show you!"
Max then turns to walk back to Mo and Jasmine, telling them "Ok, I'll play along here. But I can assure you both there's no way in the world Frida would EVER fall for something so corny as this!" as he's holding up the book.
Just then, Frida approached Max from behind, wrapping her arms around Max's waist, resting her chin on Max's right shoulder, and seductively asks "You wanted to see me, Max?"
Max turns to face Frida and asks her "Yeah, Frida. How would you like me to read you some poetry?" as he's holding the book up for her to see.
Frida gasps in excitement with Max's suggestion, then says "POETRY?!!" She then darts over to one of the couches in the pool room, and jumps on it to sit down. Max, still holding the book up, is looking at her with a surprised look on his face, while Mo and Jasmine look at Max with smug grins on theirs.
Frida then leans in, patting her hand on the sofa seat, and seductively tells Max, "Why don't you come curl up close to me and read me a verse, my beloved bard?"
Max is still standing there, holding the book up, looking like an idiot, until Mo gives him an encouraging little nudge from behind. Max responds to that nudge by sticking his hand out and back at Mo while saying "MMMMMMM!!!" at him like Curley Howard.
Max then heads over to the couch, with the poetry book in his hand, and sits down next to Frida, who starts pawing him. He puts his reading glasses on, opens the book, and says "Alrighty now, lets see what looks good here." Mo soon calls him out.
"What?" Max asks him.
"Go to chapter 11. That's a VERY romantic poem" Mo suggests to him
Max looks at Frida, then looks at Mo and tells him, "Alright then. Chapter 11 it is!" as he flips through the pages of the book, until he gets to the chapter in question and starts reading to Frida.
"I love your lips when they’re wet with wine..."
Mo interrupts him again, as Max yells out in frustration, "WHAAAAT?!!"
"Put some emotion into that!" Mo coaches him. "Some deep feeling!"
"Say it like you really mean it, Max!" Jasmine interjects.
"WHAT?" whines Max, as he's looking back and forth between Frida, then Mo and Jasmine. After making an impersonation of Lurch, staring upwards, growling "rrrrrrr...," he says "Alright, FINE then!" he aquieses and starts reading to Frida with some emotion in him.
"Hey, this stuff's pretty good!" Max says in the middle of reading it.
Finished, Max closes the book and says, "Well, that wasn't too bad! What did you think of it, Free..."
Max had turned to look at Frida, where he sees her on all fours of the couch, with her left hand stroking her left breast, biting down on her lower lip, sweating and tremblinging with desire at Max.
"...DUH!" Max says looking at an overheated Frida, with a stupid look on his face. Frida then grabs Max by his shirt, and hauls him over to her, where she has him on top of her, her legs wrapped around his waist, as she's passionately deep kissing him all over.
Mo just stood there and laughed at Max, saying "HA! Looks like Max's poetry reading brought out the animal in Frida, wouldn't you say so, Jasmine?"
"Jaz?" Mo had turned to his wife to see her massaging her breast, while biting her lower lip at Max.
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