The wife of a wealthy businessman was home alone one evening while her husband was away on another long business trip.

The house was quiet, the staff had finished their duties, and she was preparing for bed in her elegant bedroom. After a moment, she reached for the small silver bell on her nightstand and rang it.

A few seconds later, the butler appeared at the doorway.

“Yes, madam?” he asked politely.

She looked at him with a serious expression and said, “Jeeves… take off my dress.”

The butler hesitated for only a second, then stepped forward, carefully unbuttoned the expensive dress, and placed it neatly over a chair.

“Very good, madam,” she said.

Then she looked at him again.

“Now, Jeeves… remove my bra.”

The butler swallowed nervously, but obeyed, placing it beside the dress.

The room grew very quiet.

The woman’s eyes narrowed.

“And now, Jeeves… take off my panties.”

By this point, the butler was sweating. With trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped them onto the chair with the rest of the clothes.

The wealthy woman stood there in silence for a moment, then pointed firmly at the pile of clothing and snapped,

“And the next time I catch you wearing my clothes again… you’re fired!”