Would you like a light madam?

Butler Dean was running a bit late after his afternoon doctors appointment ran over at the surgery. He hoped the pills the doc had given him would quickly cure his recent gastric troubles, he’d not been the same since he came back from his 2 weeks holiday in Tunisia. He swallowed a couple of tablets as he hurried up the path to his first butler appointment of the evening.

He introduced himself and changed then got straight down to mixing cocktails and chatting to the ladies. This was what he loved doing in his spare time and it knocked spots off the boring day job ( IT guy for an accounting company.) What he especially loved was to make the ladies laugh and have a great time. He’d go round telling them little jokes, smiling and winking at everyone, flexing his muscles as he posed for photos with them. He was every girls ideal butler!

The party had been underway about an hour and Dean was asked if he could go and offer the canapés round. He had worked his way round most of the room and was just taking care of the aunties on the sofa …. bending to offer the tray of warm canapés when suddenly the flickering candle on the coffee table became a flame thrower as Deans gastric troubles manifested themselves as a huge dose of wind. Nothing could be more embarrassing to a butler than to have his naked rear end on fire when surrounded by so many lovely ladies, but when he heard their howls of laughter his embarrassment quickly disappeared as he fell about laughing too.

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