I would’ve gladly beaten the hell out of him for you, you know.”
“My guardian angel… so sweet.” Amanda rose to her tiptoes to give Jansen a grateful kiss on the cheek. “Now you’re completely helpless,” he hissed at her. We’re totally sorry, we’ll hurry up and get out of here.”
But the janitor only vaguely heard him. “Hey, you forgot your cleaning cart,” Jansen called after him. She had enjoyed getting kinky with the solemn Asian man <Chapter 3>, and was hoping for a similar level of depravity with Jansen. “I need to do something first.”
Amanda sat on the bench ushered him over to her. He was fully aware that Amanda had promised her body to the other men, but he wanted to make himself stand out from all the rest. “Oh, my husband will love the fact that you and I did it in the men’s locker room, it’s one of his all-time fantasies. As the warm water cascaded down on their sweaty bodies, Jansen placed his strong hands on her shoulders and quickly spun her around.