House cleaning ended with doggy style fucking under the table

As their hands worked together to tidy up the living room, an undeniable tension built between the two. Their eyes met frequently, holding each other's gaze for just a moment too long before looking away. Finally, with the room looking spotless, they both sat down on the couch.He moved closer, his leg sliding between hers, and she couldn't help but shiver. He leaned in to whisper in her ear,"Is there anything else you'd like me to clean for you?" His hand brushed against her inner thigh, sending shivers down her spine.She bit her lower lip, trying to suppress the moan that wanted to escape."I don't think there's anything else," she managed to say, her voice barely a whisper.He stood up, offering her his hand. But instead of taking it, she grabbed his lapels and pulled him closer, her eyes blazing with anger.