Crawl Under

Kirsty sighed. It was dark and filthy under there, but there seemed to be no other choice, she was going to have to actually get under the counter if she actually had any hope of finding her skirt.

Stood behind the counter you get a wonderful view of her arse as she slowly got on all fours, and then shimmied herself under the counter, stretching and reaching around in the darkness, hoping for any touch of fabric.

With her crawling under the counter, out of sight of everyone, you can't help but chuckle at the obvious next step. In the darkness and rubbing her chest across the floor she doesn't notice, but you snap your fingers and first the top button of her shirt and then the next work themselves loose, sliding away somewhere into the darkness. She'll be in for a fun discovery when she finally makes her way out, although your not certain just how much fun yet.