Caldwell the butler was cleaning one of the manor bedrooms when the lady of the house unexpectedly came breezing in.
Fixing him with a mesmerizing gaze, the Lady Worthington said "Caldwell, attend me please," motioning him over with a wave of her hand.
As he drew near, she asked in a quiet voice, "Caldwell, please... take off my dress."
Caldwell swallowed hard but, his training fully ingrained, realized his duty to the Lady. Gently, he put his hands on the buttons of her dress and slowly started to undo them, one by one. More and more skin was revealed until finally, her dress slid off and puddled to the floor.
"Now, Caldwell," she commanded, "take off my bra."
With trembling fingers and fumbling for a moment, he unclasped her bra and pulled it off.
"And now, Caldwell, next my panties," she continued "I want you to take them off too."
He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties and slowly, ever so slowly, slid them down to the floor on top of her other clothes.
"Thank you, Caldwell," she said cocking her head and setting her arms akimbo. "Now...
... if I ever catch you wearing my clothes again, you're fired!"