Female Butler Uniform Novels & Stories

The number 8 was on her back with the word Rosa printed on top of it. Ben and his wife was kind enough to allow her, Clara and a few waitresses to wear the uniform and decide on how long or short they want their pants to be but of course, the more skin you show, the more tips you get. Not to mention a sore butt at the end of the shift with these drunkards trying to grope them and even get slapped once or twice.

"Your uniforms. You'll get three rotate them for laundry. Mrs. Chen is super strict about appearance, so make sure everything is always pressed and perfect." Aria unzipped the bag and pulled out the uniform. Classic maid attire black dress with white trim, modest neckline, hem that hit just below the knee. Professional. Anonymous. Exactly what she needed. She changed quickly while Lucy kept up her commentary. "So the main thing you need to know is that there are like, unofficial rules on top of the official ones. Like, never go to the third floor unless Mr. Blackwood specifically asks for you that's his private space and he's really weird about it. And don't let James catch you breaking any

Nikolai said coldly. Cassie's cheeks flushed crimson, her hands curling into fists at her sides. She opened her mouth to respond, but Gloria's furious gasp cut her off. "Nanny!" Gloria suddenly barked, her voice sharp. The entire room froze. Even the chandeliers seemed to tremble. From the side of the grand hall, an older woman scurried in, a petite, wrinkled figure dressed in a crisp black butler uniform. Her gray hair was tied in a neat bun, her hands slightly shaking as she clutched the hem of her apron.

Sometimes sibling can be annoying. But sometimes sibling can be the source of our laughter. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 A woman wearing a neat black work suit starts walking. She watches five women become new servants at Logan's mansion. That woman named Giana has been working as a butler at the Logan mansion for ten years. She has a strict and disciplined way of working. Giana's steps stop in front of the woman standing at the end of the line. The woman in the blue waitress uniform with black hairin a bun behind her head.

How life works. Katherine eventually pressed on the doorbell and a few minutes later, the door opened. It was opened by the house butler. He was very shocked on seeing Katherine that he stood still for a while. Katherine was dressed in a pink gown and an high heels. No one would have known she's a general in the military. "Andres, who is that?" Sharon shouted when she saw how the butler stood still by the door. The butler's name is Andres. Andres turned back and before he could answer Sharon, Katherine already walked in. Her face was calm yet bold.

I was about to get out myself when Dennis stopped me “Please,” he said once he opened the door for me and I stepped out while shielding my eyes from the sun…a cool breeze blew my hair in my face only to stop when I found some girls lined up in a straight line all dressed in the same uniform. Some were dressed in chef's uniform “Welcome madam,” they all chorused with low bows. I was a little hesitant not used to such an approach “Welcome madam, I'm Mrs. marks… the head servant,” an elderly woman elegantly wearing a black skirt reaching below her knees with a tucked-in white shirt inside and a black coat with black heels came forward and said with a smile.

These rules are not different from the Alpha's rules as his exclusive bride after all. She pushes a grand oak door open. The room inside is stark but organized. Rows of uniforms folded, shelves of polished silver trays, utensils, and other tools. "Get her size," she says to one of the ladies dressed in polished servant wear. "And take her on a tour around the Alpha abode, then report to me after." "Yes, madam." A little while longer after the awkward silence with the blonde female servant, I'm finally wearing one of the uniforms, which I find rather too exposing. An act that seems to be intentional.

Bailey was good on talking and she never got tired blubbering anywhere so the task suit her well. Their uniform was a combination of red and black. The top was red with a black lace and ribbon. The skirt is pastel cut and above knee. It was not advisable to wear stockings, or to request for a slack. The colar has a white line design. It was a relief that Edna allowed Serene to wear a flat black shoes instead of heels. She was allowed to wear her thick glasses. All of the hotelkeepers hair was pulled back in a bun. She also has to wear make up as it is part of the rules. Her make up is just light, her shoes was flat and her glasses was still thick. She looks like a young teacher in an all gir

She bowed her head not daring to look at Beck's butler, his age was already quite high but he was still retained as a butler for a large family he must have been a very talented man, in this mansion his power was probably also great. "The master who came out in the morning told me to take care of you, invite you to follow me!" Butler Beck called out softly, Ella heard it in her voice, she guessed that maybe he wasn't as emotionless as Eugun. But she didn't dare talk to him either, if she made a mistake her life would be hard to keep. She silently followed behind the butler to a large room, pushing the door inside which was full of women's clothes. Expensive clothing brands are all focused on

They entered a large room with a big round carpet in the middle and a large mahogany desk in front of it. Behind the desk sat a woman with fair skin and short blonde hair with curves at the end that gave it gaps. She a more extravagant red uniform that had golden ropes attached to her shoulder pads and fancy designs on the sleeves and black trousers with red stripes finished off with large shiny black boots. Iowa stood up straight and saluted her while Isuzu, not knowing what to do, saluted her as well, although unable to replicate Iowa's. "At ease, ladies." the general spoke. "Ma'am," said Iowa as she dropped her salute with Isuzu following afterwards. The general closed the book in front o