Max just stood there and let Rimi wash him up now that they were done with what they just did.  Max kept looking down at the fact that Rimi had not gotten his and he couldn’t understand why it didn’t seem to bother him that he wasn’t getting his own orgasm.  “Don’t you want me to give you yours?”  Max asked feeling like he was asking an off the wall question.<br/><br/>“Breakfast sounds good then I need to run to my office for a little bit.”  Max said as he watched Rimi finish washing him down.  Max really didn’t want to run into the office but he had a few papers that he had to sign today for a project that was due to start in a few days.<br/><br/>Max grabbed the soap and lathered up his own hands and started to wash up Rimi, it was the right thing to do.  “I could watch you play with yourself, if you would rather, over me working you over.”  Max smirked and continued to wash him the rest of the way up as he finished him, or at least he thought he had.  Max stepped out of the shower and wrapped the towel around his waist and then handed Rimi a towel.