Lord Warford had a large mansion and it was like he was still living in the past with his man servants and a full complimentary all male staff, to comply with his leanings.
The house and gardens, originally designed by Capability Brown were absolutely spot -on in culture and décor. He had a compliment of an avid and enthused staff who were happy to work for their very beneficial employer who gave them each a cottage of their own within the extensive estate where they could enjoy all the modernistic gadgets of the present age, and be just what they wanted to be so long as they were punctual and efficient in their duties.
Warford of course had his 'special' favourites, like his own personal man servant Mathew Mantler and Adam Fry who both looked after his personal requirements.
Tuesday was the day Lord Tomkins visited and as a close friend and business associate Warford wanted to make him very welcome.
He instructed the Chef to cook up his best beef Wellington which he knew his friend adored. He had the big long table set out for just the two of them on a table that sufficed for one hundred!
It was all part of Warford's eccentricity and he had the two waiters for the day, 20 year old Mathew and Mathew dress in a very intimate and provocative set up which he knew Tomkins would adore, for he like himself, loved the younger lads who had real flare and a beautiful stature.
They talked business in the lounge awhile and that over, made way for the dining room - seating themselves in the middle area. When Mathew appeared Lord Tomkins looked like his eyes were going to pop out and were acutely affixed to the waiter who gave him a happy smile.
"Would you like starters, my Lord?" he asked with enthused charisma, "I know my Lord Warford enjoys his pilchard charade but how about you, sir?"
"I shall have whatever my host has, I can see he has extremely good taste." Lord Tomkins replied, his eyes lustfully looking over Mathew and Mathew gladly responded with just a tantalising wiggle that made the guest a very happy man and a; "Thank you sir," and stepped off to the kitchen with a serving towel wrapped neatly over his forearm, looking decidedly attractive and charming.
"My word, you know how to pick 'em Reggie," Tomkins glowed addressing his host with some zest. "I thought he was a girl until she - I mean 'he' spoke"
"I gather you approve then John?"
"Approve, I am thrilled in more ways than one."
"I am flattered, John. Maybe you would like to sample Mathew later?"
Lord Tomkins looked all of a whirl; "Really, you are indeed the perfect host, John."
Mathew is one of my star waiters, you will see I have insisted they both wear those little satin skirts which I think compliment their stunning curves combined with the sheer nylon hold- up stockings too.
And I have them wearing those coloured red braces which make them look really cute and delectable as well in giving their tight rear ends a really tantalising aperture like a girl in the centre which I find very appealing.
"The high heeled shoes also give that feminine look, John don't they?"
John nodded looking absolutely besotted.
"Like the opposite sex high -heeled shoes accentuate their curvatures perfectly and the walk is extremely sexual in ever way. I like my waiters to be versatile in their dress and not to be bent to what is considered to be masculine or feminine.
"And I do think Mathew looks very attractive in that tiny skirt which I do love to glimpse beneath then he places the table and serves the meal of the day.
"You will see one of the lads wears tight red briefs and the other blue, one for the main course and the other for dessert."
