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She very carefully moved things around the shelf, running her feather duster around each collectible. She knew she had to clean quickly or her employer would come home and find the house a mess. She reached to the top shelf, standing on her tip toes her uniform rising above the bottom curves of her ass. She quickly wiped down all the surfaces and bent over to check how thorough the floor was.

Suddenly the door opened and she froze on the spot. Her ass pointing towards the door way and her breath caught in her chest. She knew she was supposed to have everything finished before he came home. She also knew he wasn't supposed to be back for another half hour. He clears his throat in an expectant way and she slowly turns around to face him.

His eyes are wide as he memorizes the look of her ass bent over in front of him. She turns to face him and he straightens his shoulders expectantly. She sinks to her knees in front of him without needing to hear a word. He pats her on the head and begins inspecting her work. A painting was just off center from where she had dusted it; the magazines under the coffee table had not been put back. He shook his head in disappointment. He grabs her by the back of her hair and tilts her head up to look at him.

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