Hot sweeper

My room is on the ground floor of the hostel. The first floor sweeper has always been an attraction to me. His mustache and feet, oh delectable they are. This past Sunday, I was able to catch him in a towel. Oh baby, muscular shapely torso, wonderful forearms and hands plus the attitude. He'd just finished his work and was about to take a shower. And guess what, he went into the one next to mine. What transpired later needn't be detailed I guess.