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Rylee muttered in an exasperated whisper, "What a strange man. Why do you have to take a shower during work hours?"

"What did you say?"

"Huh? I didn't say anything."

Rylee looked up at Timothy and waved her hand in denial. Once she saw his muscles, she blushed again.

"So, when you do something wrong, you have to make it right."

"Yes, you are right." Rylee thought it through. She would admit what Timothy said, make a good gesture of admitting her mistake, and never make him angry enough to have her dragged out and dismembered.

"Come here!"

"Yes... what?" Rylee had just moved half a step when she paused in shock and looked at Timothy.

Go over there? Why was he asking her to go over?

"Don't you want to make it up to me?" Timothy pretended to be angry and frowned.

Immediately, Rylee quivered at the look on his face and rubbed her hands together as she said quickly, "No, of course, I want to make it up to you."

But... what was he asking her to go over there for?

"Come here and rub my back for me."

Timothy said lightly, giving Rylee a stern look.

"Huh? Rub your back?" Rylee was stunned. "You wash yourself every day. How can your back be dirty?"

Timothy narrowed his beautiful eyes, and looked fierce, "Don't you want to make it up to me?"

He asked coldly and scared Rylee straight into a shiver. Without another word, she took a few steps over to the tub, her eyelids fluttering as she said gallantly, "How should I do it!"

Arrrgh! She was about to break down!

Mr. Wheeler's body was vaguely visible beneath the water and the bubbles!

Damn it!

He might as well just show it all clearly, and it kept her guessing what was underneath the bubble.

Timothy looked seductive as he raised his eyes and the corners of his eyes rose gently, "Rub it with your hands. What? You don't want to?"

"I want to! Oh, not really, but gladly. I'd be more than happy to serve you."

Rylee smiled, but the smile was uglier than crying.

She bowed her head and was about to cry.

Was she going to touch Mr. Wheeler's skin with her hands?

What was she afraid of? It was touching his skin, not hers, and she wasn't at a disadvantage anyway.

The thought that this was something that would take great advantage of Timothy immediately made her gloat again.

"Just rubbing it with my hands? Don't you have a towel or something? I can't get rid of the dirty with my hands." Rylee tried to sound professional.

"Do you think I'm like a homeless person with dirty mud all over me?"

Rylee stuck her tongue out.

"So... where should I start rubbing?"

eyes, looking like he was waiting to enjoy himself, and mused, "From the top ...

"Oh."

didn't think much of it at all. She kneeled on the floor, rolled up her sleeves, and ruffled the water to wash her hands first before she just put

rubs it

skin was so fair and

textured

her a long time to realize that it

back is clean with no dirt. I don't feel the need

on

and poked Rylee's head with a wet finger, then complained dotingly,

really! You're

and her little pink

full of water, it soaked the cloth on her

a glance

Good!

was all

her bra was

to her breasts, and her deep cleavage was surprisingly clear and

took a deep, hard breath and moved his body in the

body had

high above the water and didn't think much of

impatient, "Rub the

"Okay."

him looking surprisingly upset. It

pouted, then probed her hands

and glanced faintly at

face was peachy and her little mouth was red and she was blowing sweet, hot

skin with

she was tickling his

trailed off, "Down a

as a back scrubber to think much about it. Since he told her to

nosebleed when she

so toned that she kept thinking of erotic

"Down ...."

tensed his lower abdomen and breathed a little

Rylee and

her arms while her breasts

his body was

kept thinking about rubbing down and getting her job done as

abdomen, Rylee

in the bubble and she could only reach down

very hard object, which was so thick that she couldn't even

Timothy's whole body suddenly tensed and he drew a

"Oh, it's ..."

look at Timothy's face with her big, pure eyes. She was dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on, squealed,

Oh, God!

was so...

enough, but now, touching it with her own hands, she realized that the real size to touch was even more frightening than

hand out of the bubble, but Timothy gripped

face was

so deep and captivating that they seemed to suck her

No, no ... I ..." Rylee

was almost touching Rylee's. He exhaled hot air at Rylee's lips a few millimeters apart, "Aren't you satisfied with seeing it once and wanting to

me to give you a back rub.

rub it, but I didn't tell you to hold it. How did you

Rylee was just speechless.

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