I was booked to perform at a Pre Going Out Party in a suite of rooms at a swanky hotel in London. Of course, I can’t travel in my butler outfit – I’d either be arrested or accosted. So, when I arrived, the hostess should me to the bathroom where I could change.”

I do like to look good for my clients, so I peeled off my clothes and got oil out of my bag to rub into my toned body and muscles. I stood admiring my body in the mirror as I eased the oil all over my skin. I had just finished and was about to put on my apron when a voice said, “You’ve missed a bit there with the oil, shall I rub it in?”  I realised then that I was definitely not alone. There, in the bath, up to her neck in bubbles, was a gorgeous, young blonde.

With that, she stepped out of the bath, grabbed a towel to wipe her hand, and then picked up the oil and rubbed a little into my back. When I heard Sarah call through the door, “Steve, are you ready? We’re dying of thirst”. So, I popped on my apron, collar and shoes, and went out to meet the guests. But not before my mystery blonde said, “I’ll see you later, big boy”.

I caught snippets of the conversation and me and my toned body was clearly the main topic. Occasionally, I’d feel a hand and well manicured fingers grip my buttock and give it a squeeze. Once or twice, a hand would start to search under my apron, but I’d move off to my next duty!

In no time at all, it was 9:30pm and the girls all scattered to their rooms to prepare for the night clubbing. I tidied up and then went to the bathroom to change for my journey home. There, awaiting me in the bathroom, was my blonde friend and she wasn’t exactly dressed for clubbing. “I told the others that I’d meet them at the club. Now take off that apron and show me that there’s more to you than being a great butler”.