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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?"

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

"Oh."

on the floor, rolled up her sleeves, and ruffled the water to wash her hands first before she just put her hands on Timothy's

rubs it

skin was so fair

was bouncy and textured and comfortable

back hard, and it took her a long time to realize that

back is clean with no dirt. I

blew on her

wet finger, then complained dotingly, "You're trying to slack

really! You're really

her little pink face was

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

took a glance at her

Good!

was all

her bra was

to her breasts, and her deep cleavage was

and moved his body

body

out high

looked very impatient, "Rub the

"Okay."

Timothy and found him looking surprisingly upset.

deep breath and pouted, then probed her hands

and glanced faintly at the little

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

was scratching his skin

as if she was

voice trailed off, "Down

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

almost had a nosebleed when she touched his hard

abs so toned that she kept thinking of erotic images

"Down ...."

his lower abdomen

Rylee and

her arms while her breasts just trembled with her

felt his body was on

rubbing down and getting her

lower abdomen, Rylee

the bubble and

was so

whole body suddenly tensed and he drew

"Oh, it's ..."

big, pure eyes. She was dumbfounded for a moment, then

Oh, God!

was

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

out of the bubble, but Timothy gripped her

was

sexy thin lips were gently curled up in a wry smile, while his eyes were so

No, no ...

hot air at Rylee's lips a few millimeters apart, "Aren't you satisfied

to give

to hold it. How did you get a grip where you

Rylee was just speechless.

to abducting her into a