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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

"Oh."

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 her hands on

it

Wheeler's skin was so fair

and textured and comfortable

long time to

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

blew on

a wet finger, then complained dotingly, "You're trying

You're

and her little pink face was

bathtub and because it was full of water, it soaked the cloth on her breasts, but

a glance at

Good!

front was all

bra

breasts, and her

hard breath and moved his body in

body had propped

a bubble suddenly came out high above the water

impatient, "Rub the front,

"Okay."

Timothy and found him looking surprisingly upset. It seemed she had

took a deep breath and pouted, then probed her

his eyes and glanced faintly at

little mouth was red and she was

his skin with her little cat-like

was as if she was tickling his

off, "Down a

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

almost had a nosebleed when she

athletic he must have been to get his abs so toned that she kept thinking of

"Down ...."

lower abdomen and breathed

and gradually

moved her arms while her breasts

his body

down and getting her job

abdomen, Rylee

arms were already submerged in the bubble and she could only reach down his

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

whole body suddenly tensed and he

"Oh, it's ..."

She was dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on, squealed, and hurriedly

Oh, God!

was so...

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

to pull her hand out of

face was

his eyes were so deep and captivating that they seemed to suck her in, "You did that

... I ..." Rylee

Rylee's lips a few millimeters apart, "Aren't you satisfied with seeing it once

who asked me to

didn't tell you to hold it. How did you get a grip where you shouldn't

Rylee was just speechless.

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