Sandra, wearing a revealing maid outfit, entered the luxurious room holding a tray of champagne flutes and strawberries. She approached her client, a wealthy businessman relaxing in a hot tub. With a sultry smile, she leaned over to fill his glass, her ample cleavage rubbing against his shoulder. As she straightened up, her skirt inadvertently hiked up, exposing her lacy thong. The client couldn't resist reaching out to touch her soft skin. "I wonder if you could provide another type of service, Sandra?" he asked, his voice hoarse with desire. She turned to face him fully, her hand caressing his thigh invitingly. "Sure, what did you have in mind, sir?" she purred.
