The Butler Did It (pm to join or check recruitment thread)

It was Lord Errol Chester's Estate -and Tara McFinney's job as maid was to keep it as clean and orderly as possible despite his bachelor's living. It was fairly easy in the months when he was away on business of his father's or visiting friends in different parts of Europe but vastly different when he was home again, throwing balls and having guests stay over nearly every weekend. The house was abuzz with activity throughout the holidays and the rest of the cold winter. Tara, the head maid of only three, a small amount for such a huge property often felt overwhelmed this time of the year. But, it was easier to keep up with the help of the butler and with the sympathies of the head of the kitchen staff, a woman who treated Tara like the daughter she never had.

It was after one such ball that several of Lord Chester's male friends would be staying to hunt with him and enjoy a good game of cards the following day. Tara was busy preparing the bottles of brandy and scotch, the cigars, and tobacco she knew they would inevitably ask for during their game... when she heard familiar footsteps from the hall, stopping at the door to the parlor. She didn't even have to turn to see who it was, a smile played on her lips and she continued her organizing, well aware she was being watched. But, she was used to this attention and to pay any mind to it or to play into it would be too vain and vanity was one quality Tara did not possess. She simply went about her work as if she hadn't noticed, but was still flattered that despite being past good marrying age she was still viewed by some as a woman worth taking a second look at.

Earl Cardigian

Age 28 Height 5'10

Hunting, fencing, and business friend of the Lord. More blueblood than half the royal family. Inherited all his lands and titles age 19 right in the middle of the wild oats stage of his life. Far too early.
He never grew out of it and, despite being a true blueblood has a common touch which annoys the rest of his family. He's a womaniser and maked no secret of it. He's only prepared to marry a fellow blueblood but, most of his relatives are too good at trying to arrange marriages to the wrong girls.

Right now he's admiring the maid, unable to understand why she hasn't acknowledged his presence. He's used to girls throwing themselves at him. Or not throwing themselves at him. But he's not used to any girls, let alone maids, not even acknowledgeing his presence, unless they are actually asleep.

Butler Ian Jeffries-
Age-40
An honest man who has been working for Lord Errol Chester's family for now almost 24 years.
He has been serving the family very well for the past tome and was a trusted servant. He obeys his masters will and is good at work.

He is on good terms with the Hed Cook, and is known as a good honest friend and a gentleman.
He stands tall at nearly 6' and has black hairs, black eyes and wears the butlers dress of black coat and trouser over his white cotton shirt.

Ever since her arrival at the castle Ian has been attracted to Tara McFinney.
He has never seen her with wrong intentions but he always tries to find excuses to talk with her in alone.


As Ian work had more or less been taken care of tonight he decided to help Tara with her chores as a routine.
He slowly walked to the chamber where he knew Tara would be preparing the cigars and drinks for the masters.
As he reached there he was shocked to see Lord Errol's friend standing on the door and Tara still doing her work not registering his presence may be mistaking Lord for him.

I decide to take my chance and bow down and say "Your Lordship what can i do for you?" hoping Tara realises that Lord Errol's friend was present here.

The maid gave a yelp and a start. Now I knew why she had been ignoring me. She thought I was one of the servants.

"Two brandies on the porch thank you" I told the butler. "I will be joing your master there while the pleasant weather holds.

"Very good sir." The butlers bow was the perfect combination of politness, humility, and arrogance. Despite my titles, and wealth, he knew he had a far better knowledge of etiquitte than I ever did. It didn't bother me of course. I had travelled much of the world and moved in all circles, and the only time I had felt out of place was swearing my loyalty of myself my lands and my loyal servants at the corination of the young queen Victoria a few weeks after I had buried my father.

Yes I was unashamedly admiring the maid. Yes she probably did have a gentleman friend. Yes she was not titled enough to be considered a prospect as a wife.
Although that wasn't quite true. The industrial revoloution had caused a social revoloutin, that was shaking established values, and times were changing

Tara McFinney
23 years old
5'2 124 lbs.
raven hair and green eyes



Tara could feel the man's eyes burning into her. Yes, she knew she was an attractive young woman, but this one was different. She could sense his arrogence and she was strangely turned on by him. Tara knew he wanted her, simply by the way he looked at her. What had come over her? Could this possibly be the man that could give her the pleasure she ached for? Was it possible? She knew he would never see her more then a meer servent, but her curiousity was getting the best of her.

OOC: Dixie, Paddleman, read the recruitment thread first, https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=478491

and Dixie I'm Tara. Please edit or delete your post. We're still looking for other maids or kitchen staff but, Tara is taken.


Others: Igonore above post, please

Tara turned and regarded Jeffries and Lord Cardigan with a blush on her cheeks. How silly of her to have assumed the sound at the door was the butler. She chided herself for causing this awkward situation simply by not being attentive enough to turn to the door at the appropriate time.

Being that she had finished her preparations she turned to leave. Upon passing Lord Cardigan as she made her way to the hall she asked, "Is there anything else you require lord? I must get to the kitchen and ensure all the foods are ready for the card game you'll be enjoying with the master of the house..." That was her polite way of saying, please let me continue on with my duties, I have a great deal more to get done without bothering over you as well.

I did bowed to my Master's friend but found it difficult to leave Tara in his company and decide to stay near the room, and see if she needs a help.
But to my immence relief i see her walking towards the kitchens and join her, "Oh Tara i was really worried for you, that man is no good with women!"i whisper in her ears.
"Can i come with you to the kitchens?"

Tara almost giggled at Ian's eagerness and attentiveness. "You may accompany me wherever you'd like, Mr. Jeffries. I am not your keeper." she then decided teasing wasn't very kind of her and nodded to him, "My apologies, I am getting a little on edge lately with all the extra houseguests. Not that I mind the extra work...well, ok I mind a little but only because we are so understaffed and Lord Chester doesn't seem to understand that." she said and with an afterthought, added, "Please don't tell anyone I said that. I would not want him to believe I am unhappy or complaining. I do value my position in this household." she answered properly.

i was not sure if i could do that but i took your hands in mine and patted them and said
"I understand it, and trust me to keep all your secrets" i escort you to the kitchen knowing very well not to o in to anger our head cook, but i bow to you and say "I will return to my duties since i know you are safe with her and please stay away from that man" i speak with a voice of concern

Tara nodded in her serious way, "Yes, Mr. Jeffries. I will definitely heed your advice."

She then turned her attentions to checking that the hors 'd' ouvres for the card game were ready in the order they were to be brought out during the course of the evening. Waiting until the maid bell would ring she busied herself in the kitchen, sitting by the fire, mending some clothing and talking with her good friends among the kitchen staff as she waited to be called upon.

I had left Tara in the kitchen and i immediately rushed with brandies to the card room and was trying my best to take full care of master and his guest to avoid getting Tara being called out to serve to the master and his friends

Ahh! Thank you I said as the butler practically charged into the room with the brandies.

I had taken a seat overlooking the garden where several young couples, and single women, obviusly friends of my host, cavorted.

I looked down accross the field. Any girls in that lot with any real class or breeding or are they just hangers on? I asked the butler.

The butler seemed to get back a little composure as he too surveyed the grounds. "Virtually no breeding among them sir, class is mostly a matter of opinion, all of them have some class, and, as for hangers on, the lord calls them friends of course, a few poeple do call them hangers on. And they are probably somewhere between the two.?"

" Any girls eligible for either overnight bedding or serious marriage prospects?" The butler suddenly looked almost relieved and proceeded to point out several that may be willing to take a quick roll in the hay.
But he seemed too keen to help, if anything. Oh well! Perhaps he had a lady friend of his own somewhere and just wanted to steer me away from her.

I was feeling a relived as i talked to him as he looked out of the window and looked at the girls, i was careful enough not to get any innocent girl trapped by him as i was sure he needed lady for just a one night stand and in the end i brought his decision to three ladies out in the ground who were always searching for new men to mate with and had even expressed there wish to be with me and had it not been my love to Tara i ight have considered their proposal

The party was thinning out, most of the more reputable ladies leaving to return to their homes and the gentlemen who had pressing business regrettfully expressing their wishes to stay for the card game but know itn they could not. It was now down to a smaller party for the evening. Miss. Eloise Lockshire, Mister Theodore Lundun, Mister Hamlin Rothsfield, Lord William Hamm, Miss. Ann DuPonte and Earl Cardogan to be joining their Lord Chester. Tara greeted each of them at the door, helping Jeffries to take their coats and hats.

Soon all of them were seated in the cards room with master and we had served them the liquor, and other drinks they desired.
Finally i got chance to speak to Tara and hoped they will not disturb us and i walked near her

"So how the evening has been for you Tara?" i ask in a curteous voice

Tara welcomed the distraction Mr. Jeffries offered when they had moments to talk pleasantly with one another. He was a kind man, and, though she would never admit it, she found him attractive in his manner and his kindness however she knew it would be inappropriate to let him know her true feelings so she was always simply polite and she hoped nothing else could be read into her frequent gazes at him and excuses for breif conversations whenever he was around. After all, he understood her life better than anyone who had not been serving others most of their existence. He alone knew her heart, she believed, as the heart of a well trained house servant, always putting oneself last. For, he was much the same way and she admired him for those qualities in him that she endeavored toward for herself in her service. He asked her how her evening has been and she nodded politely, indicating he join her outside the room where no one would be privy to their interlude but where they would be within reasonable distance to still be of service to the master and his guests. He followed her into the hallway where they could better talk together.

"I'm well, Mister, Jeffries, thank you for asking. I hope you are well also." she said politely, getting an obliging nod from him. At this she smiled in a more familiar way and ventured a peek behind him to see one of the ladies, if they could be called such, Miss Lockshire was seated upon the knee of Lord Chester, flirting shamelessly with both he and Earl Cardigan at the same time without thought or care as to what a trollop she appeared to be at this moment. Tara reddened upon the sight of it, her own sensibilities offended by such loose women and their careless ways. "They are certainly making the most of their good time, aren't they?" she commented softly. "Don't they care at all about impropriety?" she wondered aloud.

"Well , i think Tara we need to keep our voice down as we are just servants of the house, and i am afraid our thoughts and opininons have little or no values for the masters!"
And then i lower my voise and say "I agree with you that a lot of these ladies are shameless and so are these men!" and then i tell you about what happened between Earl Cardigian and myself and see the surprised look on your face and say "I hate to enter in any such talks but I had to because i did not want a innocent girl to loose her modesty to their lust, sometimes i feel a lot of guilt but then in the end it is that i have protected an innocent girl from their lust!"

Taras' eyes widened at the insinuation, "Are you suggesting that you helped the Earl choose which ladies would be...easiest to join their festivities this evening?" She really was surprised, even that he could tell which ladies were innocent from those who were not. She had no idea his mind worked that way. She had found herself doubting many a time if he ever felt temptations or ever mused on naughty things, now she apparently had confirmation. "Well it was, I guess, good of you to at least try to protect the innocents." she said, having no idea one of them he meant was herself.

"Well Tara honestly i dont know much about ladies really, i just told him the ladies like the countess sitting there i know who always flirts around, and we all know what type of lady she is!"

I wanted to let Tara know i was not a wrong man and i reall din't knew ladies it was just that i had told him to go after these well known loose ladies rather then go after ladies i knew were innocent, but how could i tell her that all i cared about was the lady standing in front of me, the one i was talking too, it was just her

Tara giggled, "What do you think is going to happen with them tonight?" she asked imagining that flirtation was just the beginning with men such as the Earl.

A short man of 5'5" he is an expert swordsman, which some say he had done so for the compensation of being short. He's workouts left him stock and very strong. Despite his shortcomings, he is an attractive man, long black hair kept slightly curly fell down to his shoulders. He kept his face wearing a goatee and a stubble of a beard gave him a rugged look. HE almost never dressed proper for his status prefering to wear plain white shirts and regular trousers.

Lord Errol Chester chose to take the day off. Nothing to worry him, nothing to bother him. All he waited was a warm mug of tea and a warm chair by a fire. He went to the kitchen where a cook quickly got him the mug of tea he needed. A little strong, but it had the right amount of kick to make him slowly relax.

He found the fire he wanted in the libary where he grabbed a book and a leather chair next to the fireplace. HE didn't read the book, but he held it open so it looked like he was reading when or if anybody came by looking for him. He never liked anybody thinking he was being unproductive, so on days where he was he always pretended to be in the middle of something.

As Tara asked what was going to happen tonight between them i went red before her, how could i say something like that in front of her?

but then to my relief of not needing to tell her i was summoned to serve tea to our Lord and i departed after bowing curtly to her, and joined her a few minutes later after serving the tea and ask her
"Are they still there?"

Tara shook her head, "No, the pair of them left the room and asked not to be disturbed. The game is continuing as planned though. The rest of the group waits for our lord."

I smile at you and say
"I had served Lord the tea and i don't think he will join them for a next few minutes, do you want to rest some time, you can go into the kitchen and do so, and if required i will call you for help, or if you want so you can stay here and give me company!" i say the last words hopefully