Chapter 17 Hero Saves the Beauty

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"Thank you, Henry." Diane smiled gratefully at Henry. If it weren't for Henry's sudden inspiration, she wouldn't have known how to get rid of Gordon. Gordon had relatives in the education bureau and was rumored to be trying to use connections to become the head of the English teaching and research office. Unless absolutely necessary, Diane didn't want to completely fall out with him, as it wouldn't benefit her in any way. Seeing Diane smile so alluringly at him for the first time, Henry felt weak in the knees. He was extremely grateful to Gordon. If it weren't for that guy showing up, how would he have had the chance to earn Diane's gratitude? "How did you manage this, Mr. Johnson?" Henry pointed to a high-heeled shoe on the ground with a missing heel and asked, "Should I take it to get fixed for you?" Diane hesitated for a moment. She didn't want to accept his kindness initially, but after Henry helped her get rid of Gordon, it was hard for her to refuse him. After some thought, she asked, "Where are you going to get it fixed, and how long will it take?" Henry wasn't sure how long it would take, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity to get closer to Diane. After a moment of thought, he suddenly said to Diane, "Mr. Johnson, wait for me here. I'll be right back." Without waiting for Diane to respond, he quickly ran back to the school. At the school gate, Henry happened to run into a middle school boy riding a bike. He pulled the boy off the bike and said, "I'm Henry. Come find me in Class 57 tomorrow." Then, he rode off quickly. Soon, he returned to Diane and said, "Mr. Johnson, I'll take you to get the shoe fixed. Once it's done, you can go straight home." Diane had no choice but to agree. She picked up her high-heeled shoe, sat on the back of the bike, held onto Henry's school uniform, and let Henry take her to the shoe repair stall. On the way, pedestrians saw Henry, who looked like a student, riding a bike with an attractive and glamorous woman. They cast curious and envious glances, and a few even whistled. Diane's face flushed a bit. It was her first time letting a man ride a bike with her. She felt a bit nervous, afraid of falling off. With one hand holding the high-heeled shoe and the other unable to embrace Henry's waist (as it would be too intimate), her body swayed back and forth, with her ample chest occasionally pressing against Henry's back for balance. As Henry rode the bike, feeling Diane's breasts pressing against his back, he got excited and wanted to shout out. His p***s gradually became erect, uncomfortable against the bike seat. He had to slightly lift his hips, pressing closer to Diane's breasts. With each pedal, his hard p***s rubbed against the seat, feeling the tantalizing sensation from behind. Unable to control himself, he finally ejaculated. Unaware that Henry had ejaculated due to the stimulation of her body, Diane initially felt a bit shy with her chest against Henry's back. She tried to maintain a distance, but the more she tried, the more intense the next press became. Eventually, Diane gave up struggling and let her entire chest press against Henry's broad back. She consoled herself, thinking that since she had already had similar contact with Henry before, a little more wouldn't hurt. After all, Henry was just a student, and even if he had any ideas, she could handle it. Little did she know that her thoughts would only bring Henry closer and make it impossible for him to resist. After ejaculating, Henry finally came to his senses. Feeling a cool breeze, he realized his crotch was chilly. He was surprised because in the past, it would take him at least half an hour of m**********n to ejaculate. Even the shortest time with Carrie was five to six minutes. But now, just a few touches from Diane's breasts made him ejaculate. It showed how strong Diane's allure was to him. After riding for a while, Henry finally saw a bike repair stall. Reluctantly, he stopped the bike, helped Diane off, and supported her as she tiptoed to the stall, where she sat on a stool. Henry even got another stool for Diane to rest her feet on. The repairman, in his fifties with graying hair, took the high-heeled shoe and examined it. He said, "This shoe can only be fixed with some universal glue. Two dollars. Shall I proceed?" "Please go ahead, sir," Diane smiled and nodded. She put one leg in a stocking on the stool and gently massaged it. Standing for a long time had made her leg a bit numb, making it inconvenient to walk later. Meanwhile, Henry couldn't take his eyes off Diane's beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings. His lips felt dry. Carrie usually didn't wear skirts, so she rarely wore stockings. But Diane's long, fair, shapely legs, neither too thin nor too fat, looked even sexier in black stockings. Her petite and exquisite feet were irresistible, making Henry want to hold and admire them. Even the repairman, who was working on the shoe, was distracted. He occasionally glanced at the alluring black stockings covering Diane's legs. Henry, feeling a bit uncomfortable, muttered, "Sir, please focus on fixing the shoe and stop looking around. We need to get back home soon." The repairman blushed and quickly lowered his head to work on the shoe. However, he couldn't help but think that the woman was beautiful, her legs were attractive, just like a star on TV. If he could spend a night with her, it would be worth it. Unfortunately, he could only dream, as he had no power or influence. Even the street sweepers wouldn't look at him, let alone a goddess-like beauty in front of him. Diane, on the other hand, didn't mind. She smiled at Henry. She dressed so stylishly and attractively to be looked at by others. As long as the other person didn't get too touchy or try to take advantage, she could accept it. As long as there was no physical contact, it was fine. When Diane caught the repairman, who was almost the same age as her father, peeking at her, she surprisingly felt more excited than usual. It was as if she was really being watched by her father. She felt conflicted, finding her thoughts somewhat absurd but also enjoying the feeling.
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