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Chapter 7

مؤلف: Wealthy Abalone
The waiter gave a faint smile before subtly making a gesture, and the women quietly filed out.

Soon, another batch arrived. Their looks and figures were top-tier. All of them were dressed charmingly, their perfume thick in the air.

With narrowed eyes, I scanned the group before spotting a familiar figure. Wendy was standing at the very end of the line in a short red dress and had a full face of makeup. She had her head down with a forced smile.

She seemed to be deliberately avoiding my gaze,
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  • The Young Lady on the Bicycle   Chapter 7

    The waiter gave a faint smile before subtly making a gesture, and the women quietly filed out.Soon, another batch arrived. Their looks and figures were top-tier. All of them were dressed charmingly, their perfume thick in the air.With narrowed eyes, I scanned the group before spotting a familiar figure. Wendy was standing at the very end of the line in a short red dress and had a full face of makeup. She had her head down with a forced smile.She seemed to be deliberately avoiding my gaze, as if hoping I wouldn't notice her.I pointed right at her. "I want her."Wendy stiffened slightly, quickly saying, "My stomach is hurting a little. Can I take the rest of the night off?"The waiter shot her a glare. "No can do. If your stomach hurts, just deal with it. The customer has already asked for you. You could have asked for time off earlier!"Left with no choice, Wendy walked over and sat next to me. After the waiter led the rest of the women out, he closed the door.With just the

  • The Young Lady on the Bicycle   Chapter 6

    Turning around, I stormed out of Scott's office building, a plan already forming in my mind.For several days, I held back and didn't reach out to Wendy at all.When the following weekend rolled around, Wendy showed up for our lesson as agreed.She was dressed seductively that day as well. I wanted to see for myself how different she looked in her cycling gear compared to the way she'd dressed for the club.She could make way more money being an escort than she did teaching biking, so why would she choose to do this on the weekends?Certain that something was up, I calmly tested the waters. "Oh, you're here. You're actually a pretty good teacher. I think I'm getting the hang of it already."Her eyes curved into a smile for a moment. "Not really. You're just naturally quick to pick things up."I pressed further. "You make less than 100 dollars an hour teaching biking, and you only do it two hours a week. Haven't you thought about finding a more profitable gig?"Caught off guard

  • The Young Lady on the Bicycle   Chapter 5

    I was so thrilled that I was practically bouncing off the walls. All that excitement gave me so much motivation that it didn't take long for me to get the hang of cycling.The day flew by, and soon it was time for Wendy to head back.Grabbing her hand, I asked her out for a meal. "Wendy, it's Sunday tomorrow. I booked a table at that famous restaurant out in the suburbs."I heard the ambiance is amazing. Why don't we… check the place out together?" I asked with bated breath.She tilted her head, her eyelashes fluttering. "You're so sweet, Joey. But… I think I might already have plans tomorrow."My heart instantly dropped into my stomach. Seeing my disappointed face, she quickly added, "But if my plans with the other person fall through, I'll give you a call, okay? Just wait for my update."That single sentence reignited the dying spark of hope in me. I nodded like an idiot, eagerly waiting for that "miracle" of a phone call. But fate had a cruel joke in store for me.That day, h

  • The Young Lady on the Bicycle   Chapter 4

    Wendy shyly closed her eyes. Just as I was about to make my move, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.I whipped my head around, only to see an elderly couple strolling toward us in the park.Afraid of being seen, I hurriedly pulled my pants back up.Wendy did the same, then sat back on the bike with a red face.As the old couple walked past us, they gave us curious looks. The old man asked, "You two out here riding bikes?"I gave a nod, replying with a hint of complaint in my voice, "Yeah, she's my instructor. We're in the middle of practicing."The man's eyes lit up all of a sudden. "What a young and beautiful instructor. You'd better focus on your lesson, young man."The old lady beside him smacked him lightly. "You old fool, stop staring at young ladies when you're already at your age. Do you not know shame?"The old man merely chuckled before walking off.I was rather annoyed the whole time. The second they finally left, I eagerly tried to pull Wendy's pants back down. B

  • The Young Lady on the Bicycle   Chapter 3

    Instantly, I felt a rush of heat down there. It felt like a jolt of electricity was running through my entire body, making every hair stand on end in a strangely good way."Oh, why do you feel so hot down here?"A fleeting look of excitement crossed Wendy's face as she crouched down while moving her hand.The squatting position made her spandex stretch taut, and that little dip between her legs became even more pronounced.I had to admit, her hands were incredibly soft. It left me feeling all tingly, like my bones would melt at any second. Parting my lips, I started breathing heavily.Upon hearing the sounds, Wendy suddenly realized what she was doing. "Joey, does this feel good? I'm pretty much helping you relieve yourself right now, aren't I?"Snapping out of it, I quickly made up an excuse. "Even if it looks like it, you're really just helping me get the blood flowing so that it doesn't bruise. If the blood clots up in there, it could get seriously damaged.""I see."Wendy

  • The Young Lady on the Bicycle   Chapter 2

    Like a cat, Wendy arched her back and even seemed to enjoy being lightly teased.Honestly, I was over the moon. This deal was amazing. For just 80 dollars an hour, I got a chance to feel up a woman as pretty as her.Soon I was back on the bike again, with Wendy patiently guiding me step by step.When we got close to the downhill slope ahead, she let go of me and said, "Try gliding down slowly on your own."Still shaky on the bike, I lost control, and it shot downhill.With a loud thud, I hit the bike's front bar right in my groin.The impact left me doubled over in pain, and the tent in my pants was gone in an instant.Lying on the ground, I clutched my crotch and screamed in pain.Seeing what happened, Wendy quickly ran over to help me up. "Are you okay? Where did you hit yourself?"My face was red as a beet as I complained, "How am I supposed to be okay? My manhood is completely destroyed. I don't even know if I'll ever be able to get it up again. You're going to have to tak

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