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The Butler Did It
Note: everyone in this story is 18 years of age or older. This story has a lot of character buildup. Today, there are almost no openings for butlers. Since the butler in the story isn't in his eighties and with an old family, It will take some effort to make the story somewhat believable without making the butler a gigolo. I have no intension of writing a dark story. The erotic parts come late in the story. (If I get anything wrong, remember this is fiction and I'm neither rich nor a butler.)
Jonathan James Worthington (he goes by James) had an unusual childhood. His parents were servants for a very rich east coast family. His father was the head butler and his mother was the head housekeeper. Although by the time James was a teenager, there was only one male servant, his father the butler. There were only three housekeepers. His mother spent much of her time training new housekeepers as it was difficult to retain the younger housekeepers.
When James reached his teen years, he started doing odd jobs around the estate and at nearby estates. He helped serve at large parties, maintained swimming pools, washed cars, and did a little gardening. Once he had his driver's license, he ran errands and did delivery. James had a very strong work ethic that he had gotten from his parents.
For James it wasn't just work for work's sake, he had a plan. He was saving for Butler College in England. He wanted to be a butler like his father. Both his parents tried to discourage him because it was a dying profession. His father even noted, "Even if you find a position, it will probably be with an older family. When the parents die a decade or so later, their children won't want the mansion or the servants. The mansion will be torn down for development and you will be let go. Then you will be of an age that it will be difficult to find any position, let alone change profession."
That didn't deter James. As soon as he was old enough, he got a chauffeur's license and started driving limousines along with his other endeavors. Not long after that, James had saved enough to fly to England and attend Butler College.
At Butler College, James was surprised to discover just how few students there were. He took advantage of every minute at the college. If optional classes were offered, he signed up for all of them.
After he graduated, James returned to the eastern US. He was not surprised to learn that his parents warnings had been correct. There were no openings for butlers. So he leveraged his skills, holding multiple jobs. Weekday mornings, he worked for a pool maintenance company. Evenings he worked as a host at an upscale restaurant. Weekends he drove limousines. This did not deter James because he knew that he would find a butler position eventually.
James wasn't just trusting to postings at employment agencies. He spent some of his time networking on the web and with servants in the area. Most of the local servants were nannies. It seemed that technology and cleaning services had made other servants almost obsolete. Still, it didn't deter James.
James did date, but his girlfriends didn't last long. All too soon they learned that they came second to his passion for becoming a butler. When he was about thirty, James decided to have a vasectomy. He felt that a family would restrict his options for finding employment.
When James was approaching his thirty-fifth birthday, he got his first lead. The nannies told him that their families were talking about a nasty divorce that had just been finalized between a couple that had been married almost twenty years. It seemed that the husband had been stepping out on his wife for several years. Everyone thought she had to suspect something, but ignored it. It caught up to him when he got his twenty something secretary pregnant. The divorce was pretty ugly, but the wife hired an aggressive lawyer. Her settlement included the mansion, its furnishings, alimony, and a large amount of money.
What encouraged James was that the husband took both of the servants (their contracts were with him), all the cars, canceled all other services, and apparently took the contents of the wine cellar. These were things that James could handle easily.
James called his employers at the pool company and restaurant to let them know he would be taking off a couple of days. He spent that time preparing his resume, getting one of his 'butler suits' cleaned, and washing his used Tesla Model Y.
At ten o'clock the next morning, he was ringing a doorbell in the city's most expensive neighborhood. The house was very large and much newer than the mansion that he had grown up in. The house was set on a large lot. The door was answered by a quiet, reserved woman wearing a simple housedress. She was a little shorter than James and obviously about a decade or so older.
James introduced himself and mentioned that he had heard that she might be in need of help. Handing her his resume and references; he then mentioned that he was a classically trained butler and asked if he could interview for a position. To be presented with a classically trained butler that wasn't in his sixties or seventies intrigued her. So she agreed to hear him out, introducing herself as Mrs. Barbara Benton.
She led James into the living room. Following her he noted that, even wearing a housedress, her body had some very nice curves. In the interview, James went over his skills and tried to tailor them to what he thought she needed. She wasn't easy to convince, but James had waited years for this opportunity. When he mentioned that he could do some cleaning, she mentioned that it took several people to clean the large house. His response was that he could believe that and if she didn't have a cleaning service, he could suggest several that he had worked with, that were excellent. He had prepared for this (he really didn't want to have to clean a huge house alone). He pulled out a sheet with the names of the cleaning services that included his notes about their rates and services.
Since he had already gone over the minimum duties of a butler, he pointed out that he could cook (learned from his mother and classes at butler college) and was a licensed chauffeur. To that, she pointed out that she didn't have a car. His response was that he had a fairly new car and that it was parked out front.
James felt that she was wavering, he had nothing to lose, so he made a suggestion, "Why don't you try me for six months at half pay and during that six months, you can let me go at any time. After the six months you can decide to continue my employment at full pay or send me on my way." His pay rate had been included in the resume that he had given her.
She looked at his resume, observing the pay requirement. After some consideration, she said that she didn't know where she could put him up. He asked if there was anywhere away from the main part of the house. He just needed a small room with access to a little used bathroom. She thought about it and remembered that the house used to have a mother-in-law apartment over the garage. It had been used when some of her exes relatives visited. She warned James, "I do have something. The space hasn't been used in years and it's become storage for the garage. It will take a lot of cleaning. But, it does have a full bath and a small kitchen" James had to hold back his excitement. He responded, "I can clean the space, find another area to store anything that needs it, and get rid of anything that isn't needed."
Mrs. Benton liked his response, then considered for a while and asked, "When can you start?" Again, James had to hold back his excitement. He responded, "I have a couple of employers that I will have to give two weeks notice. Will two weeks from tomorrow work for you?"
Mrs. Benton responded, "That will work for me." James thanked her (his excitement showing) and asked, "Would it be possible for me to start cleaning my quarters before I start, that will allow me to start without distraction." He added, "Obviously, there will be no charge for the time before my official start."
She responded that she liked that. Since the space had its own entrance through the empty garage, she gave James the key to the space. He looked at the key like it was gold. At thirty-five years old, he would finally have the position that he always wanted - Butler!
The same day, James called the pool company. He would be taking two weeks of the vacation that he was owed and that would be his two weeks notice. The owner was reluctant to lose James, but he understood the opportunity for James. James also gave two weeks notice to the restaurant and the limo company. He arranged to vacate his apartment early (he would loose a couple weeks rent, but it was worth it).
The next day, James drove to the residence. He rang the bell and Mrs. Benton answered.
James asked,"I would like to start cleaning the servant's quarters, if that is okay?"
Mrs. Benton responded, "That's okay. Is there anything that you need?"
James answered, "No, nothing. Is it okay that I pull my car into the driveway so you know it's me working?"
Mrs. Benton's response was, "Yes, that's fine."
James pulled his car into the driveway and unloaded the cleaning supplies. This would be the first time that he would see where he would live, hopefully for the foreseeable future. He grabbed some of the supplies and proceeded into the garage and up the stairs. He had earlier noted that the garages were attached to and had a direct connection to the house. This would be convenient for his job.
When he opened the door; he was greeted with piles of old tires, shelving with cans of oil, and other stuff. The room was obviously a good sized living room. James walked around the debris and into the kitchen area. Nothing seemed to be stored here, but the room was dirty and the sink hadn't been cleaned since someone scrubbed grease off their hands. He opened the door on the far side of the kitchen, observing that it opened into short hallway. On the right side was the bathroom. It was also obvious that the toilet and sink had been used, but not cleaned. The tub was just dusty. He continued down the short hallway, opening the door to the bedroom. While it was furnished, it was obvious that it had not been used in a long time.
James set to work. First, he removed everything from the quarters and organized it in one bay of the garage. The tires, oil, and anything car related would be trashed or recycled. Any broken furniture, that couldn't be repaired, would also be trashed. He took inventory of anything that he would need to repair, any furniture, and any other supplies that he didn't have with him.
His plan was to clean the quarters and paint the first week, then move in the second week.
James was about half way through cleaning when Mrs. Benton appeared at the door. James greeted her and apologized for how he looked.
Mrs. Benton responded, "That's no problem, I know that it's a dirty job. I brought you some ice tea. Would you like anything stronger?"
James answered, "The ice tea is perfect. Thanks!"
Mrs. Benton observed, "I can't believe how much you've done in just a couple of days."
James was happy that she noticed his work ethic. "It should be ready for painting in a day or so. Then I would like to start moving in next week, if that is okay?"
Mrs. Benton responded,"That is fine. Let me know your expenses and I will reimburse you." She then paused and added, "Since I mentioned paying you, how do I do that. Do I just pay cash or what?"
James Suggested, "Paying with cash opens you up to problems with the IRS. The best plan is to use a payroll service. I have a list of some in my car. Give me a moment and I'll get it."
James was gone a short time, returning with the list, and mentioned, "Here is the list of payroll services and their local contact information. I used the first one on the list with an earlier employer and it worked fine for both him and me. Whichever one you choose, they're easy to work with and they handle all the complicated stuff, especially taxes."
Mrs. Benton left James to his work and by the next day, the quarters were ready for painting. While the paint was drying, James did any repairs that were required to the furniture and the quarters.
Early the next week, the quarters were ready for move in.
James had been living in a studio apartment, so it only took a couple of trips to move his stuff. He had a laptop, printer, linens, sheets, blankets, cooking utensils, pots, pans, etc. He also had his 'uniforms': several Butler suits, couple of Chauffeur outfits, a couple of Pool Maintenance outfits, and a barbecue apron that had a butler's suit on the front.
He also had a weight bench and weight set. Since he wasn't used to as much space, he had decided to use the living room as a workout space. He planned to add to the equipment as he could afford it.
Once he felt that he was moved in, he sat down to cool off. A few minutes later, Mrs. Benton came by to see that his move in went well (and she wanted to see what he had done with the quarters). "It looks like you're moved in. Do you have everything that you need?", she asked.
James responded, "I'm set, thanks for asking. Would you like to see what I've done?" Mrs. Benton said that she would and so James gave her a tour of the quarters.
Mrs. Benton noted the weight set in the living room of the quarters and asked about it. James told her that he planned to use the room as a workout room and that he planned to add more gear later. Mrs. Benton liked the idea and asked if she could add equipment to the room and use it as well. James had no objections.
James asked,"By the way, when should I give you my expense list?"
Mrs. Benton answered, "If you have it, you can give it to me now."
James got up, picked up the expense list, and handed it to her. He also asked, "Is it okay if I park my car in your garage?"
Mrs. Benton responded, "That's fine. Is there anything else?"
James paused, then asked, "Since I have an electric car, would it be okay if I plug it in the garage to charge."
Mrs. Benton as she left said, "That's fine. Well, I will be on my way."
James returned to enjoying his new quarters.
The first official day...
James was up early, dressed perfectly in his Butler suit, and headed to the house.
Mrs. Benton found him with his coat off, wearing an apron, cooking a full breakfast. James noted her arrival in the kitchen and offered, "Breakfast will be ready soon. Please go into the dining room, the table is set and do you wish coffee or tea?"
Mrs. Benton answered, "I wasn't expecting you to cook. Oh and I prefer tea."
James noted, "Mrs. Benton, I understand that you aren't used to this, but this is what we Butlers do. I will be out with your tea shortly." James had been boiling water already, so he poured some into the teapot to warm it. He did the same with her cup. Pouring that water out, he refilled the teapot and added the tea. The teapot, cup, sugar, creamer, and a lemon slice were placed on a serving tray and James carried it to the dining room.
He set it next to Mrs. Benton and asked,"Mrs. Benton, do you take your tea with cream or lemon?" She responded, "I just take it with a bit of sugar." James responded by placing some sugar into the cup and pouring the tea, adding, "The french toast and bacon will be out shortly. I hope you like maple syrup."
When James returned, serving Mrs. Benton the breakfast, she said, "Thank you, this is more than I expected. I usually cook for myself. I enjoy cooking."
Considering that, James offered, "Mrs. Benton, I expected to do the cooking, especially if it's just you. If you enjoy cooking, how about this: I will cook breakfast and lunch. If you want to, you cook dinner; but I would want to be your assistant. I definitely do all the cleanup."
Mrs. Benton responded, "That sounds good. I would enjoy that. But I am uncomfortable being called Mrs. Benton. I know I introduce myself that way, because it is my name, but it is also HIS name. Please call me Barb."
This was uncomfortable for James. Butlers aren't supposed to address their employer using first names. It is important to keep the relationship formal. But James understood the reason for her request. So he suggested a minor compromise, "Barb would be too familiar. Would you be comfortable if when we are alone I call you Barbara. When we are in company, I will call you madam or ma'am."
Barbara answered, "Yes, that will be okay. What are your plans after breakfast?"
James responded, "After I clean up from breakfast, I would like to sit down with you and determine the priorities for this week."
Barbara asked, "What do you have in mind?"
James offered, "I see a number of things that may need to be worked on, if you agree. First, hiring a cleaning service and working out a cleaning schedule. Parts of this house may not need to be cleaned weekly, maybe bi-weekly or even monthly. I did note that if you wish to use the swimming pool, it may require some cleaning and repairs. If you enjoy wine, we could work on re-stocking the wine cellar. I'm sure there are other items to be discussed."
Barbara responded, "When would you wish to meet?"
James suggested, "Once you finish breakfast, give me a half hour to clean up and we can meet then. I admit that I'm eager to get started."
Barbara agreed and less than a half hour later, the two of them were seated at the dining room table. They discussed the areas that James had mentioned and more. For James, it was important that she made the decisions. James left the meeting with enough to plan the next week or two and a budget. He planned to meet with her at least weekly for any updates. Barbara also asked James the kind of equipment he planned to add to his workout room. He had some equipment that he was considering.
James also installed an app on her phone that would make communication easier. All Barbara had to do was to say "Hey Siri, get James." That would connect her with the earbud he would wear and he would fulfill her request. The communication was two-way if it was required.
Over the next few weeks, the swimming pool was repaired and cleaned. James cleaned the pool house, including its bath, and stocked towels and robes. The cleaning company was hired and the cleaning schedule setup. For the wine cellar, James would purchase a few bottles of wine that fit with the dinner that they made. Barbara would try each and select which ones she wanted in the wine cellar. Then James would buy a case of each of her picks and stock the wine cellar. In a short time, the cellar was adequately stocked.
Unexpected by James, workout equipment started arriving. It was everything that he had planned to add to his workout room. Barbara's explanation was that she wanted to use the workout room, but she preferred a treadmill to lifting weights. When the equipment was brought up the stairs to the workout room, it was just randomly placed in the room. James planned to re-arrange the equipment as they got used to using them.
Early one morning, while James was working out, Barbara came into the workout room dressed in a track outfit. James apologized because he was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts. Barbara told him not to worry and that she didn't want to change anything in his workout routine. She liked seeing him in just boxers (and she hoped that her sweat would make the moisture between her legs less noticeable). She then started on the treadmill. Initially, James was happy that his weight bench was behind the treadmill. He liked the view of Barbara's butt as she walked the treadmill. But, he decided that the weight bench would have to move. The view had caused a significant tenting in his boxers.
As the weeks went by, Barbara continued to join James in the workout room. Her outfits changed as she got used to the exercise, finally settling on leggings and a sport bra. James liked the result of her effort, slimming her in just the right places. Showing off her curves. Although James did have to be careful to hide the result of his observations.
When the work on the swimming pool was complete, Barbara wanted a new swimming suit, so James drove her to the mall. It was the first time she had seen him dressed as a chauffeur. He opened the back door of his Tesla for her. She wasn't used to this, but she liked the attention. At the mall, after opening her door and assisting her exit, James went in with her. He waited as she shopped and carried her purchases back to the car. When they returned home, after he helped her out of the car, James was quickly back into his butler uniform. James was happy that she got out of the house and that she seemed excited to use the pool.
Later, Barbara called James, telling him that she would be out at the pool. When she got to the pool, James had laid a towel on one of the lounges. She had barely reclined when James came out with a glass of ice tea. He wasn't in his butler uniform, he had changed into the uniform that he wore when cleaning the pool: a white polo shirt over khaki shorts with blue deck shoes.
When James saw Barbara in her new suit, he was amazed at what he saw and almost spilled the ice tea. Barbara had purchased a bikini. The bikini showed off her beautiful natural breasts and it barely covered her perfectly shaped butt. He knew she was beautiful, but wow! James became uncomfortable in his shorts. Meanwhile, Barbara disguised the fact that she noticed, but was pleased with James' reaction.
James was happy when Barbara asked him to sit down, that she had a request. It gave him an opportunity to surreptitiously adjust himself. Barbara said that she wanted to invite a couple of friends over for a small pool party. James agreed that would be a great idea and suggested that he could grill hamburgers. There could also be a light buffet with hamburger fixings, sides, and drinks. Barbara was delighted with the idea and suggested some fixings and sides for the party. James was happy that Barbara seemed to be leaving the low feelings from her divorce behind.
Just as James was leaving the pool area to plan the shopping for the party, Barbara asked, "Do you like my bikini?" Slightly embarrassed, James replied, "You look incredible, but I wasn't looking at your bikini."
Barbara, satisfied with her new suit, called to invite her friends.
A few days later...
As Barbara's friends arrived, James welcomed them in and led them to the pool house to change. Only two friends came. It seems that many of the friends while she was married, were her husband's friends. Barbara was already by the pool in her bikini.
Minutes later, James arrived at the pool and started the grill. He had changed from his butler uniform to his pool uniform (a white polo shirt over khaki shorts with blue deck shoes). But he added his apron with the suit on the front. Barbara was amused that he wanted to be seen in a suit, even at the pool.
James was surprised that each of the quests also wore bikinis. Even at their age, they looked great. James was glad that he could hide his reaction with the grill. Asking how everyone wanted their burgers cooked, James started cooking the burgers.
Barbara was excited to have her friends there and they talked and caught up while he cooked their burgers. James noted that both of her friends had also gone though divorces. He was happy that her friends noticed the recent positive changes in her.
Once the burgers were ready; James handed out the burgers, cooked as each had requested; then they dug into the fixings and sides.
The ladies followed up the meal with some wine from Barbara's newly stocked cellar. Quite a bit of wine. When her friends started asking about James, he excused himself to uncork more wine, to allow Barbara to explain her new butler. When he returned, they were giggling like teenagers. He thought maybe there had been too much wine.
One of the ladies asked James for a towel. He went into the pool house, grabbed a towel, and returned. As he bent down to hand it to her, she pushed him into the pool!
For the few seconds he was under water, he thought about how to handle this. He made his decision. He popped out of the water, spraying water from his mouth, and rubbing water from his face and hair. He then proceeded slowly to the stairs at one end of the pool (crawling out was not dignified). He walked to the door of the pool house, facing away from them. He took off his shirt and squeezed the water out. He kicked off his shoes and, taking a breath, pulled shorts and underwear down and off together. This resulted in him bending over, mooning the ladies. He then stepped into the pool house dried off, put on a robe, and brought out a towel. When he delivered it to the lady who had pushed him into the pool, he asked, "Are you going to swim?"
She replied, chuckling, "Yes, thank you for the towel."
When she stood up to go to the pool, James offered, "Here, let me help you."
He scooped her up, carried her to the pool and threw her in; saying, "Enjoy your swim, ma'am."
Barbara and her other friend were surprised, but started laughing. James just went back to cleaning up the buffet and grill as if nothing had happened. When he carried the first items into the house, he returned dressed in his butler uniform. He completed the cleanup and served more wine.
After Barbara and James had seen the guests out, James had a suggestion, "I'm a little worried that your friends may have had a little too much wine. Next time, should I pick them up, and afterwards, drop them back at their residences?" Barbara thought that would be a good idea. She knew her friends would enjoy the chauffeured experience.
As the days grew cooler, Barbara wanted to find other excuses to invite her friends. James knew that Barbara liked to read romance novels, so he suggested a book club.
Barbara countered with, "Does that make sense with only three members?"
James responded with, "The number of members doesn't matter. In fact, fewer members will put pressure on everyone to read the book. If there are too many members, some will procrastinate." Then he added, "Book clubs aren't just about books. For many; it is a way to have a little wine, eat some scones, and discuss life with friends."
Barbara questioned, "You know how to make scones?"
James replied, "Of course. I can make a variety of traditional English scones or even Americanized versions."
Barbara called her friends and the book club was formed. They selected their first book and scheduled their first meeting. Barbara wasn't surprised when her friends suggested that all the meetings take place at her house. They liked being served by the young butler.
The first meeting of the book club...
As Barbara and he had planned, dressed in his chauffeur uniform, James picked up both the other members of the book club at their residences. Once the ladies were seated in the living room, James quickly changed uniforms and served scones and finger sandwiches. He then asked Barbara what wine she would like to serve. When she suggested one, James retrieved a bottle from the cellar. He then brought it to Barbara, presented the label to confirm it was correct, and uncorked it. He then poured a small amount into her glass to taste. When it met with her approval, he served the wine. James did this for two reasons. One was to get Barbara used to interacting with a butler. The second was to impress her friends. This was the part of being a butler that he really enjoyed: the formality.
The ladies started to discuss the book, which was a romance novel about a pirate and a countess. Earlier in the week, after Barbara had finished the book, James decided to read it so he could surreptitiously follow their discussion. Barbara knew this and asked James his opinion of the book during the club meeting. He was reluctant, but Barbara insisted.
So James gave his opinion, "Unsurprisingly, the plot is a bit predictable. My only point is that I kept thinking that the author had to be a man, using a nom de plume. A woman would know that women are capable of multiple climaxes, one after the other. If the pirate was such a great lover, the countess should have had at least one climax before he penetrated her... I'll get more scones."
He then left the room to get the scones. He decided to take his time to allow the ladies to discuss his observation. He listened to their discussion from the kitchen. His observation had the desired effect. They were no longer reluctant to discuss the sexual part of the book, even when he returned with more scones.
After the meeting, James changed into his chauffeur uniform and drove the slightly tipsy ladies back to their residences.
Barbara was excited with the success of the book club's first meeting and mentioned to James that she enjoyed his observations in the meeting and that he should read the book selections each week. James agreed to this, he was getting to like her friends. He really liked how they brought Barbara out of her shell.
The weekly meetings of the book club continued. James' comments on the selection weren't always sexual, but they seemed to be welcomed by the group.
One of his more popular comments involved his definition of the difference between 'making love' and fucking. He stated that fucking generally didn't involve intimacy with their partner. The partner was a just path to their own pleasure. That didn't mean that both wouldn't derive pleasure from the act, it's just not the main goal. 'Making Love' involves intimacy with their partner. Here much of the pleasure comes from giving pleasure to your partner. "Making Love' is more intimate and emotionally fulfilling.
The 6 month trial is over...
During their weekly meeting, Barbara noted that the 6 month trial was over that week. James was nervous about what she had to say; but she continued, adding that his salary would be raised starting this week.
James asked, "So, you are happy with my work?"
Barbara answered, "Yes. You've shown me that I need a butler."
This pleased James, "Thank you so much."
Barbara added, "While I like your car, it is no longer proper that I use your car. I need to buy a car. Do you have any suggestions?"
James suggested, "I would suggest an electric car, like mine. They're quiet and smooth. We can install charging in the garage, so we won't have to go to the filling station every few days. Maintenance is significantly less because there are fewer parts to break. All the familiar premium car brands now have electric versions."
Barbara responded, "Your car is quiet and I like that. Why don't we both look at the options this afternoon. I need to make certain that my chauffeur approves."
When they left for the dealerships, James was in his chauffeur uniform. It was unusual to see a buyer accompanied by her chauffeur shopping for a car. For James, it was most important that Barbara was comfortable in the back seat. That ruled out some of the cars.
James left the Tesla showroom for the last. They tested the Model S and the Model X. They weren't looking for a truck and the Model 3 & Model Y were deemed too small. Barbara liked the ease of getting in and out of the back seat in the Model X. She ended up ordering one. The only option that James requested was to replace the yoke with a round steering wheel.
When they returned home, James arranged for two Universal Wall Connectors to be installed in the garage. Barbara had approved the upgraded charging for James' car.
Not only did Barbara enjoy the upgraded ride, but her friends were impressed when James picked them up for the next book club meeting.
A few weeks later...
Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang. James had to remind Barbara that it was his job to answer the door. She retreated to the living room, waiting for James to 'announce' who it was.
When he answered the door, the caller asked, "Who the hell are you?!"
James replied, "I am the butler, who should I say is calling and what is your business?"
The caller gruffly answered, "I own this house and it's none of your business!"
James calmly replied, "I beg your pardon, but this house is owned by Ms Barbara Benton. If you are here to cause trouble, you should leave."
The caller calmed slightly and said, "I'm Barb's ex-husband and I need to talk with her."
James told Mr. Benton to wait and called Barbara, with his earpiece, saying, "There is a man at the door, claiming to be your ex-husband, do you wish to receive him." James liked that last bit.
Knowing that her ex-husband couldn't hear, Barbara replied, "Is he acting like an ass?"
James answered, "Yes, quite so."
Barbara replied, "That's him, I'll be right there."
James quickly interjected (knowing that Barbara's side of the conversation was not audible to the caller), "Yes, I know that you weren't expecting anyone and you're very busy. Take your time. I will escort the gentleman into the study to wait."
Barbara started to understand James' plan, "Oh.. good, let him cool his heels."
A few minutes later, Barbara contacted James through his earpiece and told him that she had arrived at the study. James then went to the door and while opening it, stated, "Madam will see you now." as Barbara entered.
Her ex-husband immediately demanded, "Who the hell is this? (pointing at James) Are you fucking him?"
He seemed to tower over her. She stepped back, cowering. She then looked at James, who nodded slightly.
Then Barbara straightened up to her full height, took a step forward, and responded, "First, if you are going to raise your voice or swear, you can leave now! Second, James is my butler. He is classically trained in England, his parents were in service, and he came highly recommended. If you have come to criticize my servant, you may leave now."
Her ex-husband calmed down slightly and said, "I came here to get some of my money back. I have a wife and child to support and you are here alone. We need the money more than you do." (It seems that his new wife wants to be an internet influencer and has been trying to spend her way into it.)
Barbara chuckled and responded, "As you can see, I am not alone, I have a servant to support. If you can't live with the divorce decree, you shouldn't have knocked up your secretary. If that is why you are here, I suggest that you return to your whore and bastard child. I'm busy." As she left, she turned to James and added, "James, Mr Benton is leaving."
Her ex-husband tried to advance threateningly on Barbara as she left the study; but James stepped in his path and suggested, "The exit is this way."
Her ex-husband responded, "I know the way!" and exited the house.
James immediately went to find Barbara, knowing that the encounter was hard on her. He found her in the living room, shaking. He asked, "Are you alright?"
Barbara answered, "I'm not sure.." and started to sob. James rushed over and, breaking protocol, took her in his arms and held her. She continued sobbing and James said, "I'm here as long as you need me." Barbara looked up at him and sobbed out a thanks.
Once Barbara had calmed down and James had given her his handkerchief; James suggested that Barbara wasn't up to cooking dinner and so he wanted to take her out to dinner. Barbara liked that.
Once Barbara had changed and James had changed his suit for a somewhat less formal outfit; they got into James' Tesla. They wouldn't use the Model X, because James was taking her out. This time, James held the front passenger door for Barbara. When she seemed puzzled, James said, "I'm taking my employer to dinner tonight. Tonight, I'm not the butler." Barbara liked that. She hadn't been on a date since, well a long time.
James, as always, the perfect gentleman; made the dinner very special for Barbara. He had made the reservation at the restaurant where he used to work. He made certain that they got the table that was in its own little corner and had a great view of the city night lights. The food was excellent and James suggested a great wine. Barbara was reluctant to have James pay, but he told her this meal was on him because he was so impressed with the way she handled herself earlier.
When they returned home, Barbara thanked James and told him she had a great time. She then headed to her room. James called after her, "In a few minutes I will bring up a glass of warm milk to help you sleep." Barbara responded with, "Put some whiskey in it!"
When James came into her bedroom with the 'enhanced' warm milk, he was worried that Barbara was starting to think back to her ex-husband's visit.
James reminded her, "Please don't worry about your ex, I'm here and so you have nothing to fear." Barbara was thankful for the assurance, but she needed more. So she asked James, "Would you stay with me tonight? I keep replaying his arrogance over and over in my brain."
James responded, "I am at your service for as long as I am needed." Barbara looked into James' eyes and admitted, "Tonight, I don't need a butler. I need your arms around me or I won't be able to fall asleep." This was unexpected by James, but he made a decision. He proceeded to remove his suit coat, shirt, shoes, socks, and trousers; folding them neatly on a bedroom chair.
In only his boxers, he then climbed into Barbara's bed. She immediately wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder. James could feel the tension being released from Barbara's body as she fell asleep. James was happy she was able to fall asleep so fast for two reasons. First, because it had been a stressful day for her; and second, because she didn't notice the inappropriate tenting in his boxers. Knowing she was asleep, James drifted off himself.
James awoke the next morning when Barbara started to wake up. She looked at him, kissed his shoulder, and started to get out of bed. James knew he had to get out first to keep her from seeing his 'morning wood', so he quickly slipped out of his side of the bed. He intended to grab his clothes and leave before she could see how hard he was.
That didn't work out. Barbara called him, "James. I need to thank you. I haven't slept that well in.. years. Let me give you a hug."
James was reluctant because his boxers were still tented, but he turned around and walked to where she was standing, next to the bed. She put her arms around him and he hugged her. He was tempted to run his hands down her back and fondle her butt cheeks through her nightgown, but he knew that would be wrong. Barbara had other plans.
As they released their hug, Barbara ran her hands down his back as she sat down on the bed. When she reached the waistband of his boxers, she pulled them down past his knees, releasing his penis. James froze, not knowing how to react (although his penis knew just what do do, getting even harder). Barbara then wrapped her hand around his penis, stroking it.
James knew this was wrong but he was flustered. He pleaded, "We can't do this, madam. I'm your butler, please, we shouldn't do this, ma... DAMN." Barbara had wrapped her mouth around James' penis. James was still flustered, but it felt sooo good. He tried to pull away from Barbara, but his body wouldn't obey. As she used her mouth and tongue, and he gave in to the pleasure. He stopped talking and all Barbara heard were sighs and moans. James soon realized he was getting close and warned, "I'm close, I'm going to come." Barbara sped up her tongue work and added more suction. Soon James was filling her mouth with his semen and she was taking every drop.
James was a bit shaky, so Barbara stood up and hugged him. She then reached up and pulled his face down into a passionate kiss. James could taste himself in the kiss. The kiss triggered something in James. All of the feelings that he had developed for Barbara came out at once, overwhelming James.
James stepped back saying, "Thank you! That was incredible! Oh, I think that I may have soiled your nightgown, that will need to be washed." He then proceeded to remove her nightgown. His penis started to spring back to life when he saw her body. For a few moments, he just enjoyed looking at her body. Her full breasts and her soft belly leading to the bush on her mound. That bush with its hidden promise of bliss.
While he kissed her, he lowered her back onto the bed. He then moved his kisses to her neck and upper chest. When he got to her breasts, he knew that he would spend some time there. He first kissed her breasts, avoiding the nipples. Then he started to lick and suck her nipples. This caused Barbara to encourage him, by pressing him into her breasts. As he was pleasuring her breasts, he slid his hand down her belly, through her bush, and onto her vulva. As he stroked her vulva, James could feel that she was wet. He decided that it was time to move lower.
James kissed down her belly. Then, he moved between her legs. Barbara took a deep breath, thinking that he would penetrate her; but, she was mistaken. James then started kissing her inner thighs moving toward her vulva. Then he took a long lick from her taint up across her labia and finishing along her clitoris. He went back to her labia, kissing and sucking. Inserting his tongue into and out of her vagina.
Barbara was reacting to all of his pleasuring. Her feedback of sighs and moans (and occasional words) assured James that he was succeeding in driving her to climax. James then started on her clitoris, licking and sucking. As he worked on her clitoris, he slipped a finger into her vagina and, finding her g-spot, preceded to stroke it. The combination of clitoris tongue work and g-spot stroking brought Barbara to a huge climax. James enjoyed holding her, experiencing her climax with her.
Once she had come down from her climax, James started on her clitoris and g-spot again, but she wasn't having that. She grabbed him by the hair and pulled him up into a passionate kiss. This time it was Barbara who could taste herself in the kiss. After the kiss, she demanded, "I need to feel your penis in me, NOW! But don't come in me, I'm not on the pill." This was when James told her that he had a vasectomy. Barbara responded, "Then please, come in me. I want to feel you inside me!"
James obeyed, slowly slipping his penis into her waiting vagina. James was in heaven. The muscles in her vagina were caressing his penis like he had never experienced before. Soon he set up a rhythm that they were both enjoying. He kept his hands busy pleasuring her breasts and nipples. Barbara built to another climax and that sent James over the edge. Barbara held him as he climaxed. His semen pulsed deep inside her once, twice, three times. James then collapsed onto Barbara. As his penis went flaccid, it slipped out of her vagina, and James rolled off beside her.
A wave of guilt washed over James. He had had sex with his employer! What kind of butler was he? He started to apologize, "I'm so so sorry, my behavior wasn't appropriate."
Barbara asked, "You didn't enjoy it?"
James admitted, "I did enjoy it. In fact, it was the best experience of my entire life!"
Barbara questioned, "Then, what is wrong with that? We both enjoyed it and I, for one, really needed it. I hope it is just the start of something."
James asked somewhat meekly, "So, I didn't overstep my place?"
She wrapped her arms around James and said, "Of course not! You said you were at my service. I enjoyed this 'service' and I think you did too."
James calmed. He then thought about what this could change in their relationship. He asked, "Barbara, if we continue this part of our relationship, I would ask that we keep it between us. I'm not a gigolo. I really just want to be your butler."
Barbara answered, "I agree. This is just ours. But I do request that when we are in my bedroom, alone, you call me Barb." James agreed.
Things between them changed and some didn't change. When they weren't alone, their relationship was butler and employer. When they were alone, James still served her, but the relationship was closer. When they made dinner together, their bodies would make contact and their hands wandered. Barbara started to spot James on the weight bench. A few times, she noted that his boxers were too sweaty and insisted that he remove them. She liked seeing his naked body. Those times, they never made it to her bedroom; they made love in his bed.
One Saturday, James was in his shorts and deck shoes, washing the Model X. Barbara came out in her bikini and offered to help. James suggested that he could soap and scrub the car and she could rinse it. Barbara agreed. James gave her the hose while he turned to soap up the car. Barbara then turned the hose on James, soaking him. He turned towards her and she dropped the hose and started to run. He chased her a couple of times around the car and then she retreated through the open garage door. James caught up with her at the bottom of the stairway to his quarters.
He threw her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. Mounting the stairs with her, he spanked her butt several times saying that she had been a naughty girl. When they got to his bedroom, he tossed her facedown onto his bed. Again, mentioning that she had been naughty. He stripped out of his shorts and shoes and jumped on the bed with her. He grabbed her hips, lifting her onto her knees. He then pulled down her bikini bottoms. Placing his hand between her legs and gathering some of the moisture that he was sure was there; he spread it onto his penis. He then inserted his penis into her vagina in one push. He then, as he continued to say that she had been naughty, proceeded to fuck her. While she tried to sound like she didn't like it, her giggling and moans made it obvious that she was enjoying herself. James was even more certain when she climaxed around his penis.
After Jame's climax, he lay down beside her and gathered her into his arms. He then asked if she was through being naughty. Her response was, "Maybe...". They both laughed.
Barbara then straddled his hips, placing her labia on either side of the shaft of his penis. She then slid her vulva up and down it, using the shaft of his penis to excite her clitoris. She was also lubricating his penis with the semen leaking from her vagina. James' erection was returning quickly. She shifted slightly and his penis smoothly entered her vagina. Barbara then started an up and down movement that was pleasurable for both of them. James reached up and fondled her breasts and nipples; but after a short time, he abandoned them and grabbed onto her hips. With his encouragement, the speed of their love making increased substantially. Barbara climaxed quickly, but James continued, hoping to give her a second climax. Just as James approached his point of no return, Barbara climaxed heavily. The contraction of her vagina around James' penis sent him over the top. She collapsed onto James and they laid together recovering.
They later showered together in his bathroom. Unfortunately, the car did not get washed that day.
James and Barbara also established a weekly date. James would take her out and show her a good time. Most of the time, they would just have dinner. They also would go see a movie or play together. They also enjoyed attending the state fair.
One time, when they were having dinner; James seemed distracted. When Barbara asked about it, James answered, "I think the guy a few tables away is watching us. I think that he may be a private investigator hired by your ex. Do you mind if I invite him over here?" Barbara agreed, but didn't understand why James wanted to do that.
James excused himself and proceeded to where the man was seated. He sat down at his table and conversed with him for a short time. Then they both got up and returned to the table with Barbara. James introduced the private detective.
James then asked the private detective to confirm that he was hired by Barbara's ex-husband, emphasizing the "ex". The detective was surprised, since he had been told that Barbara was married to her ex-husband. James pointed out that the detective was being used by her ex-husband to stalk Barbara. He also pointed out that any information that the detective supplied to her ex-husband was a violation of her privacy and that the detective probably didn't want to be involved in a police case involving stalking.
The detective apologized and left their table. Barbara wasn't quite certain what had happened. James explained, "I suspected that your ex had told the detective that you were his wife and you were stepping out on him. As soon as the detective found that he was being used to stalk you, I knew he wouldn't want anything to do with the job. Oh and I hope the private detective was paid in advance." They both laughed.
Over time, James spent less time in his quarters and more time in Barbara's bedroom.
That fall...
It was Thanksgiving, Barbara and James had just finished the dinner that they had prepared together and were enjoying dessert. Barbara asked James what he was most thankful for. James responded, "I'm most thankful for job of my dreams and also the changes that I have seen in you!" Barbara responded with, "I never thought I would say this but, I'm thankful for my divorce. It led me to hire a butler. As a result, life is less stressful and I traded a selfish, philandering lover for a lover that enjoys pleasuring me as much as I enjoy pleasuring him. Yes, I'm happier than I have been in my entire life. You know how it happened?", she paused and smiled, "The Butler Did it!"
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