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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?"

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

"Oh."

of it at all. She kneeled on the floor, rolled up her sleeves, and ruffled the

rubs it in

was so fair and

and textured

took her a long time to realize that it wasn't dirty at all. He was

is clean with no dirt. I don't feel

on her

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

really! You're

her little pink

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

glance

Good!

was all

bra

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

hard breath and moved his

in his body

high above the water and didn't think much

impatient, "Rub the front,

"Okay."

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

breath and pouted, then probed

his eyes and glanced faintly at

mouth was red and

skin

she was tickling his heart

trailed off, "Down a

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

nosebleed when she touched his

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

"Down ...."

tensed his lower abdomen and

Rylee and gradually narrowed his

her breasts just trembled with

his body was

rubbing down and getting her job done as

abdomen,

and she could only reach down his lower

she felt a very hard object, which was so

suddenly tensed and

"Oh, it's ..."

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

Oh, God!

was so...

now, touching it with her own hands, she realized that the real size to

pull her hand out of the bubble, but

was so

his eyes were so deep and captivating that they seemed

no ... I ..." Rylee

a few millimeters apart, "Aren't you satisfied with seeing

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

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

Rylee was just speechless.

tantamount to abducting her into