No reason she can't, right?

You: "I'm just doing a surprise inspection, I don't see why you couldn't finish your task, Hinata"

You push her down onto the coffee table, her generous bust pressing into the varnished wood and spilling out of the neckline of the Halloween costume masquerading as a uniform. Hinata instinctively spreads her legs and moves further up onto the coffee table, assuming the breeding position as if you two had spent many hours doing some very unprofessional things in the privacy of your home.

Hinata: "Oh, well I think you'll find I'm following dress code to the letter"

She reaches back and lifts her skirt up past her hips and you realize she hadn't been wearing any underwear since she changed, you must have been distracted to not notice before when she put on a striptease before getting to work. Her slit is already moist and putting out so much heat you can feel it through your pants, the aroma enticing you so much you find yourself kneeling down and putting your face into your new maid's womanhood.

You: "mmm even made me my favorite snack, how thoughtful" You gave the ninja princess a slow lick as you inhaled her aroused musk. She unexpectedly moves her hips away and lets out a **** whine.

Hinata: "Master, please! I promise you can taste it later, I really need you to scratch my itch right now, please Master! Mount me like the horny sex kitten I am~"