We were late. Not that either of us minded the reasons why, but we still needed to get a move on.
I left Beth to sort herself out in her bedroom and her own en-suite bathroom while I cleaned myself up and got dressed in the main bathroom. I then turned to go downstairs, calling through her doorway.
"Shout if you need any help, Beth. Although last time I don't think it made us quicker!"
"I will" she giggled back, "although I think I'll change to make things quicker".
I headed downstairs to await her. After what seemed like hours, but was probably only about 30 mins, (which was quick by her standards, if her reputation is anything to go by), she emerged at the top of the stairs.
She was still wearing the same dress and jacket, but she somehow looked different. For a start, her face was glowing with freshness and radiance. Her hair was tied up with a black ribbon with tendrils that dangled down on either side of her face. Her legs were clad in black nylon and I wondered what she had actually changed. Nevertheless, she looked ravishing. She glided down the stairs to come to a stand in front of me, beaming gently up into my face. She had fixed her hair and make-up and the only thing missing was the pendant.
"Kind Sir, would you do me the honour?" she mockingly asked, holding it out to me. I gladly accepted and moved behind her, peeking over her shoulder down at her lovely cleavage that looked somehow a different shape from before. Softer and lacier? I quickly fixed her pendant in place, just holding her briefly and kissing her neck gently for an instant before snapping out of it and springing to the front door to open it, breaking the spell. I put on my chauffeur's cap and escorted her to my black Daimler, opening the door and doffing my cap to her, for appearance' sake.
On the drive to the prom, during which I could see her smiling at me in the mirror, I talked about how we should conduct ourselves.
"You must act as the aristocratic mistress of the household, and I am merely the chauffeur" I explained. "No affection. No equality, just polite authority over me" I continued. Beth wasn't sure she could easily comply but agreed to give the role play a try. "This way all your friends, many of whom will have come via limousine, will be jealous." This sounded delicious to her. "Also, if we are not familiar with each other, it'll help allay any suspicions about you and I being so late." She considered this and thought that I was right to consider that as well.
As we arrived at the big hotel, a couple of posh looking cars were just leaving, having disgorged their giggling cargo at the front door. When my big black Daimler purred into position, many eyes were on it. I had told Beth that she must strictly wait for me to open the door, so the suspension was mounting as this "private, uniformed chauffeur" moved sharply around to the passenger side to open the door for this unknown guest.
I flourished the door open and stood smartly to attention (keeping a straight face) as Beth held her head high and swished elegantly out into the night air, trying to ignore me. Several flashes went off as people took snaps of my beautiful passenger alighting, and many of Beth's friends gasped as they recognised her emerging; exactly the effect I had hoped for.
I doffed my cap to her smartly. "If you need anything else Miss Bethany, please let me know" I offered politely.
"I will Jenkins" she smiled at me, not missing a beat and I think quite enjoying the role. "But that will be all for now, thank you".
As she moved pass me to join her still aghast friends, they caught me replying "Very good Miss, I'll attend to the car, and stand by. Have a good evening Miss Bethany."
"I already have" I thought she breathed as she moved away from me.
I stood to attention just long enough to see her safely away from the car. She was serenely talking to her excited friends who wanted to know if I really was her chauffeur or not. Several of the girls were eyeing me up in admiration. The rest didn't know what to think. I played my part and shut the door before going around to move the car to the car park. As I moved off, I glimpsed Beth giving me a quick smile as she and her entourage moved into the building.
I parked the car and then moved back to the hotel, intending to find a quiet corner in which to sip a non-alcoholic drink, while Beth partied. I would then be on hand at the end of the evening to take her home. I didn't really need to hang around, but I didn't have anything better to do, and I thought if she needed me, then I could be there quickly.
I found a less busy bar to the side of the main ballroom where the band was in full swing. I continued to play the part of chauffeur with the barman, insisting that I was still on duty and drinking only soft drinks. We got into casual conversation as he served the students. I could see the final year students, in groups chatting, laughing, some dancing. Once or twice I caught a glimpse of my charge. She still looked elegantly serene in her lovely black outfit. Her jewellery and eyes sparkled, especially when she smiled.
A little while later, one of Beth's girlfriends spotted me when she came to get a round of drinks. She went back to the group, taking some of the drinks with her, to talk to Beth, and I could see them indicating me in the conversation. Beth gestured me over, and I put down my drink and walked over to them.
"Yes Miss Bethany? Do you need anything?" I asked politely.
Beth grinned. "Jenkins, my friends were just wondering whether you were really my chauffeur or not. Perhaps you could confirm to them."
I kept a straight face. "Certainly Miss." I addressed the collected group of five or six girls, some quite attractive, but none could hold a candle to Beth. "I am in the employ of Miss Bethany's father. I have worked for the family for a number of months now. While I am principally his chauffeur, I do perform other tasks for the family, as they request."
One of Beth's more forward friends, an attractive blonde in an expensive burgundy dress piped up. "So, you have to do what Beth tells you then?" she asked with a mischievous look.
"Within reason, yes" I replied.
"Oh, this could be fun!" she said to Beth. "Beth, ask him to fetch the rest of our drinks for me." Beth wasn't so sure about this, but decided to see if I would play along this far, so turned to me.
