I pushed my boss away gently with both hands. She looked at me, confused."What's wrong?""Oh, nothing. I just got off work, and I'm covered in sweat. I want to take a shower first.""Fine, go ahead." She lay back on the bed, her face heavy with desire.I eased the door open and led Jean into the bathroom."Max, why are you helping my mom instead of me? I feel so awful." She stared at me, hungry and aching. In just her underwear, I could clearly see the damp stain spreading.I lowered my voice. "How about this—after I help your mom, I'll help you, okay? But you cannot tell anyone about what happened this afternoon. Not a single person. Especially not your mom."Jean blinked her big, watery eyes. "Why not?"I didn't know how to explain it to her, so I just said, "Never mind why. If you don't listen to me, I won't help you at all."Hearing that, she nodded quickly. "Okay, okay. I won't say anything. I promise."Only then did I relax. I turned on the shower and let the water run
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