The maid, Jenna, was in the kitchen, wrapping up her house cleaning duties. She had been working since early morning and it was already late afternoon. She had finished wiping the countertops and putting away the dishes when her eyes fell on the enormous table in the dining room. It seemed to glow under the afternoon sunlight streaming through the window. The thought of taking just a quick break, perhaps to rest her aching back against the cold wooden surface, crossed her mind.
As she approached the table, she noticed a large dust bunny hiding under one of its legs. Bending down to retrieve it, she couldn't resist the urge to slip one hand between her thighs, rubbing her clit as she reached for the dust bunny. The feel of the cool wooden table against her skin sent shivers down her spine.
Once she had removed the dust bunny, she decided to polish the table as well, admiring the way the surface gleamed under her touch.
