Author: smokywhiterabbit

Confessions of a [M] private chef: (part 6) – the pool house

I’m a [32M] freelance private chef for wealthy clients. It can get pretty NSFW at private dinners and events. I have posted a few stories about some of the more explicit and memorable times and have a few stories left that are directly related to hookups being a chef.

Ever since I’ve been self-employed I’ve been able to live a life not typically experienced by someone who is equally as dedicated to their profession, but works in restaurants. This has allowed me to travel, take time off, have a social life, maintain relationships, and casually “date”. In my experience, my social availability combined with the (false) popular glamorization of being a chef attracts a variety of people. When I meet non-industry women who choose to know just enough about being a chef to be attracted to the superficial characteristics attached to it, I can usually tell that our interactions will become flirty. Madalyn aligns with this category. She has admitted that my time-scarce, disciplined, and creative “life-style” contributes to her attraction to me. Anway, rather than wax poetic… Read more »

Confessions of a [M] private chef (part 5) – the bachelorette party

I was prompted to write about this experience because of a bachelorette party for which I recently cooked. Not only did it jog my memory of the “gone-wild story” from several years ago, but this recent group was enthusiastic to hear about my x-rated chef experiences.

Let’s start there and rewind to a few weeks ago.

I drove to the middle of seemingly nowhere to a rented house on a small island to cook a bachelorette party. The recommendation came from an older, wealthy friend who I assumed passed along my name to guests of a similar cohort. Not the case at all.

When I arrived at the house, I was greeted by a woman who was much younger than I expected, and as I later learned the rest of the group was as well (mid-late 20’s). Not because of their age, but because of the balloons, inflatable penises, sparkly decorations, and two dildos on the dining room table, I knew this night would be…different.

As always, I don’t care who, what, when, where, or why, I never let my professional guard down until the principles do first. This was no exception. Read more »

I’m a 32yo [M] freelance private chef for wealthy clients (99% of the time non-celebrities). It can get pretty NSFW at private dinners and events, or for some women who just know I’m a private chef AMA.

I have posted a few stories about some of the more explicit and memorable times, but thought this would be a fun way to answer some questions I’ve received in DM’s (which are welcome if you’re obliged)

Please let me know if this doesn’t belong em here and I’ll happily remove.

Thanks!

Confessions of a [M] Private Chef (Pt. 4)

Let’s just jump right in because no one cares about anything except for the details ?. And yes, there’s a recipe at the end with a challenge-ish if you want some extra credit in my cooking class.

So this happened on a trip with Caitlin’s family over a year before we fucked (see confession number 1). She did not come along on this trip. It was just the parents (the principal clients).

My former clients have a house in Aspen and we would go there from time to time to spend a week or so. They’re super active and loved a lot of the restaurants around there. Aspen, of course, is a playground for all things outdoors aside from being a playground for the rich. Read more »

Confessions of a [M] private chef (pt. 3) – Long- Recipe at the end

Thanks again for the positive feedback! I really enjoy writing these. I only have a few left up my sleeve because, unfortunately, there isn’t an infinite amount of rich pussy being thrown my way while on the job. Some are short, memorable, fun to read, and don’t always involve sex (flirting, suggestive convo/risqué occurrences), but just aren’t worthy of an entire post. I will, however, write a separate, single post with some of the more interesting encounters in the future.

As before, none of these post are related by any other denominator other than they all happen as a direct result of my profession as a private chef. I.e., you don’t have to know anything about parts 1 or 2 to read this story. Read more »

Confessions of a [M] Private Chef (pt. 2)

Thank you so much for the positive feedback from my first story about Caitlin! It was a lot of fun to relive those memories ;)

FYI, you don’t have to know anything about part 1 to read this story but to paint a picture, I’ve been a word-of-mouth private chef in a few pockets across the US for a number years for very wealthy individuals and families. Some well known, but most not so well known. And these are some of the sexier encounters I’ve had while on the job.

A lot of you have been asking if I have ever fucked the wife while the husband knew/watched. And I have a the perfect occasion for you.

This “dinner series” happened last summer with Nick and Kari. They and their kids are friends with the husband and wife of my long time clients. I’ve run into them around town, they’ve been guests at a few other dinner parties I’ve cooked for, and they always seemed so innocent and wholesome until they started to host dinners of their own about once every week/every other week last summer.
Nick is older than Kari (mid 50’s), successful, and not a bad looking guy. Super smart and well-rounded CEO of a private holdings and distressed asset company. Genuinely someone I could talk to about business, cars, restaurants all over the country, or personal advice. Usually I can tell what kind of person someone is by the armada of cars they collect, and a brand new Aston Martin as his daily drive told me he was someone to be trusted. Read more »

Confessions of a [M] private chef

I’ve been cooking across the country for years for very wealthy families and the stuff I encounter would make your jaw drop. Sex-related or not.
My first time posting so if you’d like to read more, I have lots of slutty confessions involving clients and their guests. Let’s dive in, shall we?

Note that I’m in peoples’ homes all day. They’re used to having “staff” around and don’t think twice about displaying candid conversations, appearances, daily routines in front of us. We blend in and remain neutral and discrete.
Also, a strange side of being a private chef for a family is that you see their kids grow up. It’s really wholesome until one day it hits you that the daughter is suddenly gorgeous (and legal).

One of my wealthiest clients I had been cooking for for a couple of years were nightmares. But it was a peaceful working environment and I charged them an exorbitant amount of money.

When I had accepted an offer out of state I gave a courteous 4 weeks notice. Caitlin, the daughter was about to graduate high school and when she came home for lunch one day got me in the kitchen alone she said: Read more »