Adultery Avi's Sexual Marathon: Family, Village, College, City

[lee.jae.han]

## Update 32: The Caught Moment and a New Plan

The next day, I slept for a long time, waking up late. I was immediately stressed about being late for schoool and started rushing through my morning routine. At our home, the bathing schedule is rigid and has been for six years: first, Suman Chachi  wakes up, takes a bath, and does her prayers. After Suman Chachi, Seema Chachi wakes up, and after her bath, she starts making breakfast. Then it's my turn to take a bath. Meena Chachi is the last to wake up. My uncle wakes up after I've already left for schoool. But before I leave, all three of my chachis kiss me on my forehead.

Today, I woke up so late that I only saw Suman Chachi doing her prayers. Seema Chachi was making breakfast as usual. My uncle's room's door was open, which meant Meena Chachi was also awake.

I quickly grabbed my clothes and rushed to the common bathroom. I used to take a bath in my underwear, maintaining some privacy even in the rush. Since I was late today, I forgot to lock the bathroom door. Because the fresh set of clothes was hanging on the hanger behind the door, I simply didn't put the latch on and started taking a bath quickly.

While I was bathing, my penis suddenly got hard. It had gotten hard after a vivid dream about Mona's sex game.

I pulled off my underwear. My penis was fully hard, stiff and throbbing. It was also hurting a little from the delayed gratification. Remembering Madam’s instruction, I started moving my penis up and down again. The slight pain went away once I focused on the movement. I was so lost in the pleasure and the rush that I completely forgot anyone else was in the house or that I hadn't locked the door. I was entirely in my own world.

As soon as I heard a soft sound behind me—a slight clearing of a throat or the rustle of cloth—I spun around, utterly exposed. I was shocked. I didn't know what to do; I was standing like a statue, my body frozen. In that very instant of intense shock and terror, my semen was involuntarily released.

Meena Chachi  was standing in the doorway, staring, with a fresh set of clothes in her hands. She had clearly come to take her bath. Her eyes were fixed on my penis, which was still fully hard even after releasing the semen. My penis remained stiff despite the fear and the recent ejaculation. My chachi was simply looking at my penis, mesmerized by the sight. I couldn't even grab the towel, as it was on the hanger directly behind my chachi. In a panic, I quickly took my wet underwear and desperately pulled it up, covering my penis.

The sight of me putting my underwear on my penis seemed to bring my chachi back to her senses. Her expression was unreadable—not angry, just intense. She quickly turned and went outside, closing the door behind her without a word.

I grabbed the towel and dried my body quickly, my mind racing. Then I started getting dressed. I was scared about what my chachi would say. What would I tell her? What would happen to me if my chachi told my uncle everything about what she saw?

I came outside, utterly scared. My eyes darted around the house, looking for Meena Chachi, but she was nowhere to be seen. Suman Chachi said, "Avi, hurry up and have breakfast. You're late today." I quickly had my breakfast and rushed out the door to schoool. I decided I absolutely had to talk to Meena Chachi in the afternoon before she spoke to anyone else.

At schoool, the sir was already teaching in class. Since I was late, he made me stand on the bench in class as a punishment. All the students started laughing.

I felt that today was truly a bad day. First, my chachi saw me masturbating, and now I had to stand on a bench in front of the entire class. And on top of that, all the students were laughing at my humiliation. Then my eyes fell on Komal. Everyone was laughing except Komal. She looked genuinely concerned. I felt good that Komal cared about me.

After the first class ended, I was allowed to sit down on the bench. For the rest of the classes, I kept looking at Komal.

Then it was lunch break. I went straight to Komal's desk and started talking to her, using my resolution from yesterday as a necessary distraction.

"Komal, how's your studying going now that Madam has gone?" I asked.

"I'm done with all the subjects except for math... I'm really stuck on those new chapters," she said.

"I know you need help with math," I said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

"Yes, I do. And now Madam is also gone, and the sir isn't coming for two months. I'm scared I'll fail in math," she said, sounding genuinely worried and defeated.

"Don't worry," I assured her. "I'll come to your house this evening after homework time and help you," I said, knowing this would be an easy excuse to leave the house and perhaps avoid Meena Chachi until I was ready to talk.

"Thanks, Avi," she said, her face lighting up with relief.

"What for? You're my sister. If I don't help you, who will?" I said, trying to reinforce my role as a good, responsible brother.

After saying that, I went out of the class, feeling a little better now that I had a plan for the evening. There was still time for the lunch break to end.

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[lee.jae.han]

## Update 33: A New Alliance and a Narrow Escape

As I came out of the class for the final bell, Mala intercepted me. She looked much calmer now, but her eyes held a deep sincerity.

"Thank you, Avi," she said simply.

"Thank you for what?" I asked, pretending the whole event was just a trivial matter.

"If you hadn't helped me, they would have..." she said, her voice trailing off as the horrifying implication of the previous night's crude conversation became real.

"Forget it. Don't ruin your life thinking about it or feeling scared. Forget it like a bad dream," I advised her, adopting a mature, protective tone. "And stay away from that Mona, no matter what she says."

"I'll teach that Mona a lesson she won't forget," Mala said, her face hardening with anger and the desire for revenge.

"No, don't do that. Otherwise, she'll find out that I helped you by telling you their plan. Then I'll be in serious trouble with her brother," I said, worry about my own safety resurfacing immediately.

"Okay. I won't say anything to her. I promise," she assured me, recognizing the danger I faced.

"Stay with Mona, pretend everything is normal, but keep your distance—don't ever go to that storehouse," I instructed her, suggesting a strategy of careful evasion.

"Okay," she agreed.

Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of the schoool day.

"Bye, Mala," I said.

"Bye, Avi, see you tomorrow," she said, giving me a final look of gratitude.

I went back to class to pack my bag, my thoughts already racing. Until yesterday, no girl in schoool besides Komal ever talked to me, but today, two girls—Mala and Komal—had sought me out. The attention felt like a new kind of power, a direct result of my recent "education."

schoool was over, and on the way home, my anxiety returned. I was deeply scared of Meena Chachi , wondering if she had told the other chachis or if she was waiting to confront me about the bathroom incident.

When I got home, I found out that Meena Chachi and Suman Chachi had gone out together to Mangla Kaki's house. Hearing this, I felt a deep wave of relief—my confrontation was temporarily delayed. I started eating dinner with Seema Chachi, the other aunt. Seeing Seema Chachi acting perfectly normal, I felt reassured that Meena Chachi hadn't told anyone about what happened in the bathroom.

Then I went to sleep, the exhaustion from the stressful day taking over. Around 4 p.m., I woke up, refreshed and ready for my evening plan. I got cleaned up and went to Neha Bua's house with my schoool bag.

On the way, I unexpectedly met Suman Chachi and Meena Chachi walking back from the market. Seeing me with my schoool bag, they stopped and asked me where I was going.

"Chachi, I'm going to Neha bua's house," I said.

"But why are you carrying a bag? You just came home from schoool," Meena Chachi asked, her suspicious nature surfacing.

I was incredibly happy to see my chachi acting completely normal, her voice lacking any hint of the shock or disgust I expected. She was acting as if nothing had happened in the bathroom that morning. I thought: Whatever her reason, I'm safe now, at least from public exposure.

"I'm going to study with Komal," I explained, holding up the bag. "Komal needs my help with her math."

"Komal is better than you in studies, Avi," Meena Chachi countered, still sounding suspicious, likely testing my excuse.

"No, she's weak in math. And Madam is also gone, and there's no sir to teach math in schoool yet," I patiently explained, my story solid.

"Okay. Help her well. If Komal gets good marks in math, your Neha bua will talk to you nicely," Meena Chachi said, the mention of Neha Bua and her approval being the key motivation in her mind.

"I'll help Komal completely," I promised sincerely.

Suman Chachi, who was looking tired, said, "Meena, let's go home. I'm exhausted from walking."

"Yes, let's go. You go too, Avi," Meena Chachi said to me, dismissing me with a wave.

I turned and started walking toward Bua's house, my thoughts now fully focused on Komal. The incident with Meena Chachi was compartmentalized, the immediate danger averted, and I was now on my way to helping my cousin, a mission that felt both noble and strategically convenient.


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## Update 34: The Study Session and the Broken Ruler

I reached Neha Bua's house, and the front gate was opened by Kavita, Komal's younger sister. She was genuinely happy to see me. I went inside and sat on the sofa.

"What is it, bhaiyya? You've come after so many days," Kavita said, her excitement clear.

"What can I do, Kavita? I don't get time because of my studies and tuition," I said, repeating the standard excuse.

"You can come on Sunday, at least," she pressed.

"Not just Sunday, I'll come every day from now on," I promised, securing my daily excuse for leaving the house.

"Really?" she asked, her eyes wide with excitement and disbelief.

"Really," I affirmed.

"You'll come home every single day?" she asked again, wanting full confirmation.

"Yes, to study with Komal," I clarified.

"So you're coming to meet didi (elder sister)? Not me?" she asked, her expression falling slightly.

"No, it's not like that at all. Studying is just an excuse for the adults. I came to meet you," I said quickly, trying to make her feel special and secure her cooperation.

"You'll come at this time every day?" she asked, her brow furrowed in thought.

"Yes, why?" I asked.

"I go to Leena's house to study at this time. But I'll change my time so I can spend time with you," she said, showing her loyalty.

"That's sweet of you. Okay. Where are Komal and Neha bua?" I asked.

"Maa is sleeping, and didi is in her room," Kavita replied.

"Tell Komal that I've come. And then you go to Leena's house to study. Don't worry about me," I instructed.

Kavita rushed down the hall. "Didi, didi, look, Avi bhaiyya has come," she shouted.

Komal came out of her room, smiling. Kavita talked to her for a while, making sure she acknowledged me. Then Kavita went off to Leena's house as planned. Komal took me to her room, which doubled as her study space.

"Your room is nice," I said, looking around, a clean and calm space unlike the chaotic storehouse or the intimate bedroom of Madam.

"Where is it nice? My friend's room is much better than this," she dismissed the compliment.

"I haven't seen her room. I liked your room," I insisted.

"Thanks. Sit down," she said.

I sat next to Komal at the study table. After talking about schoool and other trivial things for a while, we finally opened the books and started studying. Komal's math wasn't as bad as I had thought. In fact, Komal was the topper of our class in every subject except the tricky new math sections. We studied hard for about two hours.

Just then, Neha Bua came quietly into the room. It was the first time I had ever seen a genuine, soft smile on her face. She was clearly pleased to see me helping her daughter. I talked to Bua respectfully for a while. Then Bua went to the kitchen to make tea for us. We also stopped studying, resting on the accomplishment. Komal looked genuinely happy and relaxed.

"I just found out today that math is so easy when someone explains it properly," Komal said, amazed.

"Once you understand a subject well, you don't have to study it again and again, just practice," I said, quoting Madam's old lessons.

"Yes, you're right. I think you'll top in math now," she said, complimenting my skills.

"Math is a subject where even a smart student can fail sometimes if they lose focus," I warned, thinking of my own recent distractions.

"My fear of math has reduced a little just from this one session," she confessed.

"In a few days, all your fear will disappear. Maybe you'll even get more marks than me. You're a fast learner," I said, trying to motivate her further.

"If the teacher is good, the student also learns quickly," she said, giving the credit to me.

"You've become a philosopher," I said, laughing easily with her.

Bua came back with the tea tray. She put the tray on the study table and quickly left again, giving us space. I picked up a cup and went to sit on the edge of the bed to drink it. As I sat down on the bed, I heard a sharp snap beneath me. I instantly got up and looked down, seeing that Komal's plastic ruler was broken into two pieces.

"What did you do, Avi? I just bought that yesterday. You broke it! Now mummy will scold me badly," she said, her face instantly filling with frustration and panic.

"I didn't know the ruler was under the cushion on the bed," I apologized, genuinely feeling bad.

"But how will I study without a ruler tomorrow?" she asked, already picturing the difficulty.

I thought for a moment. I knew exactly where my ruler was—under my bed, right next to Madam's book. "I have two rulers. I'll give you one of mine," I said, realizing this would be the perfect, innocent excuse to retrieve the item I was hiding.

"How can I take it from you? You need it for schoool," she asked, reluctant to accept a favor.

"You're my sister. It's nothing. I'll bring it for you tomorrow," I said. "Now, I should leave. I'm worried Bua will come back soon."

"Okay, I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow," I said, determined to leave Bua's house quickly before she found the broken ruler and turned furious. What if Bua found out I was the one who broke it? I couldn't even imagine what she would do to me.

"Bye, Avi," Komal said.

"Bye," I replied, quickly exiting the room and the house, now with a solid, innocent reason to retrieve the ruler and the book.

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