When Bryson Hugeschlong was contracted in to clean Mrs Davidson’s 10 by 20 metre inground pool, he arrived on time and with a smile, dressed in his company mandated polo and shorts. He wasn’t expecting to be propositioned by his married client.

It began as Mrs Davidson chose to spend her time sunbaking in a skimpy bikini by the side of the pool, shooting Mr Hugeschlong the occasional wink and seductively sipping her gin and tonic. When Mr Hugeschlong had completed his initial scraping of floating leaves and twigs, Mrs Davidson walked over to him and began complimenting him on his biceps.

“I have been known to work out,” he said later, “But they still look like limp rice noodles on the best days.”

Mrs Davidson then asked if Mr Hugeschlong would be willing to oil her back. Mr Hugeschlong refused, owing to the fact he had to pour chlorine in the pool; its measurement requires “constant focus,” he said.

When a frustrated Mrs Davidson then asked to see his ‘rod,’ Mr Hugeschlong presented his trusty pool stick to her, momentarily taking it out of the pool whose bottom he had been vacuuming. “It’s quite annoying, because you lose suction,” he said.

Then, according to reports, Mrs Davidson then expedited things and grabbed a hold of Mr Hugeschlong’s package through his shorts, and announced her intention to have sex with him, as her husband was away on business and she was horny.

But Mr Hugeschlong refused. “I’m a professional,” he said after the incident. “This is sexual harassment. And not to mention, adulterous. I mean, her husband is out of town — I’m not into married women. It’s just one of those morals I hold.”

“It just peeves me a little. I’m trying to do my job, and move onto the next house. I don’t have time to be frollicking around, no matter how horny a client is. It sure as hell wasn’t in my job description. Hell, if I got overtime for it, then maybe I’d consider it. But until that day comes, I shan’t cum as a pool boy.”

Mrs Davidson reportedly ordered a pizza with extra sausage soon after the event.