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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?"

waiting to enjoy himself, and mused,

"Oh."

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

it

was

textured

and it took her a long time to

with no dirt. I

blew on her

up and poked Rylee's head with a wet finger, then complained dotingly, "You're trying

really! You're

her little pink

was pressed against the bathtub and because it was full of water, it soaked

glance at her

Good!

front was all

her bra

clung to her breasts, and her deep cleavage was

deep, hard breath and

his body had propped

a bubble suddenly came out high above the water and didn't

very impatient,

"Okay."

looking surprisingly upset. It seemed she had upset him by not rubbing

deep breath and pouted, then probed her hands onto

and glanced faintly at the little girl close to

mouth was red and she was blowing sweet, hot air

was scratching his skin with her little cat-like

if she was tickling his

voice trailed off,

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

almost had a nosebleed when

been to get his abs so toned that she kept thinking of erotic images as she

"Down ...."

tensed his lower abdomen and

Rylee and gradually narrowed

her arms while her breasts just trembled

felt his body was

rubbing down and getting her job done as soon as

lower abdomen, Rylee continued

and she could only reach down his lower

which was so thick that she couldn't

whole body suddenly tensed and

"Oh, it's ..."

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

Oh, God!

was

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

to pull her hand out of the bubble, but Timothy gripped her

face was so close to

while his eyes were so deep

No, no ...

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

the one who asked me to give you a back rub. I'm rubbing your

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

Rylee was just speechless.

to abducting her into