02-12-2025, 11:15 PM
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## Update 160 A: The Milk Tease and Sir's Regret (Avi and Kiran)
The next day, I was determined to have sex with Kamala Kaki no matter what happened. I finished all my morning work with efficiency and came to Sir's house in the afternoon. Just as expected, Kiran, Sir's daughter-in-law, opened the gate. She stood there, waiting after opening the gate, but I moved Kiran aside with a decisive step and walked right inside. Kiran was clearly shocked by my abrupt entry. She hurried inside, following right behind me. Sir was in his room. I deliberately sat down on the sofa in the hall after entering. Kiran also came and sat down with me.
"You didn't do right by me yesterday, Kiran," I said, my tone a mixture of accusation and playfulness.
Kiran looked confused. "What exactly did I do?" she asked, smoothing her clothes.
"You promised you would give me milk," I reminded her, "but you stayed asleep the entire time yesterday afternoon."
"I have a terrible habit of sleeping soundly in the afternoon," Kiran explained, putting her hands in her lap. "I truly was going to give you the milk, but what could I do? Once I fall asleep, I only wake up after one or two hours."
*(Is Kiran just giving me an excuse for not providing the milk, or is she telling me that after taking the nighty out from the crack of her gaand yesterday, I should have done much more than just a little touch?)* "Then why did you promise to give me milk in the first place?" I pressed, demanding satisfaction.
"I will give you the milk," Kiran insisted, looking directly at me. "If not yesterday, then I will certainly give it to you today."
"You'll probably fall asleep again today," I predicted, shaking my head.
"I will give it to you *now*," Kiran declared, standing up.
"Now?" I asked, a spark of hope rising.
"Yes," Kiran confirmed. "Don't you want to drink it?"
"Okay," I said, a smile spreading across my face. "Give it to me, then."
"You wait here," Kiran said, turning to walk away. "I'll be back in two minutes."
Kiran walked into the kitchen and returned quickly, holding a regular glass of white milk.
"What is this?" I asked, trying to sound genuinely perplexed.
"Milk," Kiran answered simply.
"I can see that much," I scoffed. "But I was talking about some other kind of milk."
Kiran smiled broadly. "You like cow's milk, don't you?" she asked, her eyes teasing me. "So I brought you cow's milk."
*(Kiran was outwardly smiling, yet simultaneously feigning complete innocence.)* "The doctor has told me not to drink cow's milk either," I announced, pushing the glass away.
"Cow's too?" Kiran asked, her smile turning into a laugh. "So should I give you goat's milk then?" Kiran burst into full laughter.
"The doctor told me to drink milk from only one specific animal," I continued the game, keeping my voice serious.
"Which animal is that?" Kiran asked, intrigued now.
"Should I tell you its name?" I asked, drawing out the suspense.
"If you don't tell me, how will I know which milk to give you?" Kiran reasoned, putting her hands on her hips.
"There is one animal among all the animals in the village whose milk I desperately want to drink," I said, looking her up and down.
"In the village, we have cows, buffaloes, and goats," Kiran listed. "Whose milk you already don't want to drink. Now which animal is left whose milk you are craving?"
"There is one animal," I insisted. "You think hard about it and give me the correct milk tomorrow."
"Okay," Kiran conceded, shaking her head. "I'll give you the milk tomorrow, I promise."
"I'm going to Sir's room now," I said, standing up. "You go find the answer to my question."
I walked into Sir's room. Sir was sitting there with his full preparation laid out. As soon as I entered, Sir started drinking alcohol, and I started sipping the juice Kiran had prepared.
"Sir, yesterday you mentioned you passed seven girls," I said, picking up the previous thread.
"Yes," Sir confirmed, taking a slow sip.
"In all those years, did only those seven girls ever come to you with this offer?" I asked, skeptical of the low number.
"Many more came, but eventually I stopped doing that kind of work," Sir admitted. "And now I've just recently started again."
"You stopped?" I asked, surprised. "Why did you stop?"
"That is a very long story," Sir said, looking down at his glass.
"Tell me the short version," I urged.
"After I passed the very first girl, that girl came back with her friend," Sir began. "Then the next year, I passed two more girls. So I had passed four girls total. I was enjoying this power. All four of them came to me themselves, and all came right at the time of the exam. But the year after that, not a single girl came to me asking for a favor. That's when I decided I would have to talk to the girls myself. The biggest question was who to start with. I thought about trying my luck with the girl I liked most. She was a girl in the twelfth grade. I told that girl that if she had sex with me, only then she would pass the exam; otherwise, I would personally fail her that year. Because of my forceful threat, she nervously agreed. I then had sex with her. After that, the exams happened. That girl was actually a good student. Still, she got scared by my threat and had sex with me. Three months later, the results came out. That girl had failed the exam. She was good at studying, so I hadn't paid any attention to her mark sheet, thinking she would pass easily. After seeing the result, when I checked the records, I found out she hadn't even given the exam. That girl didn't take the exam because of what I did to her. She failed because of me."
Sir's voice was thick with emotion. "After what I did to that girl, I felt overwhelming anger at myself. I decided I had to apologize to that girl. I went straight to that girl's house, but she slapped me hard across the face and threw me out of her house. That slap told me exactly what I had done wrong and what I needed to do to fix it. I had ruined that girl's life, and I had to be the one to fix it. She didn't even want to look at my face. In that desperate situation, I decided to marry her. Her parents were happy about the proposal, but she refused to marry me. Then, on her parents' strong insistence, she finally agreed to marry me. After that, we got married, and after the wedding, she made me promise that I would never do such a terrible thing again in the future."
"Sir, you are truly great," I said softly, genuinely moved by the depth of the story.
Sir didn't reply, simply looking away. Tears welled up in his eyes. I decided to give Sir a moment to remember his wife and silently stepped out of the room. After leaving the room, I walked toward the hall and then near Kiran's room. Kiran's nighty was again stuck in her gaand. I walked right up to Kiran's door, but instead of reaching out to take the nighty out from her gaand, I stopped myself and walked straight out of the house. After hearing Sir's short, regretful love story, I was feeling strange and contemplative. I suddenly remembered MALA again, and that complex memory was why I walked away from Kiran's room. I went straight home and immediately went to sleep, needing to clear my head before the evening.
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The next day, I was determined to have sex with Kamala Kaki no matter what happened. I finished all my morning work with efficiency and came to Sir's house in the afternoon. Just as expected, Kiran, Sir's daughter-in-law, opened the gate. She stood there, waiting after opening the gate, but I moved Kiran aside with a decisive step and walked right inside. Kiran was clearly shocked by my abrupt entry. She hurried inside, following right behind me. Sir was in his room. I deliberately sat down on the sofa in the hall after entering. Kiran also came and sat down with me.
"You didn't do right by me yesterday, Kiran," I said, my tone a mixture of accusation and playfulness.
Kiran looked confused. "What exactly did I do?" she asked, smoothing her clothes.
"You promised you would give me milk," I reminded her, "but you stayed asleep the entire time yesterday afternoon."
"I have a terrible habit of sleeping soundly in the afternoon," Kiran explained, putting her hands in her lap. "I truly was going to give you the milk, but what could I do? Once I fall asleep, I only wake up after one or two hours."
*(Is Kiran just giving me an excuse for not providing the milk, or is she telling me that after taking the nighty out from the crack of her gaand yesterday, I should have done much more than just a little touch?)* "Then why did you promise to give me milk in the first place?" I pressed, demanding satisfaction.
"I will give you the milk," Kiran insisted, looking directly at me. "If not yesterday, then I will certainly give it to you today."
"You'll probably fall asleep again today," I predicted, shaking my head.
"I will give it to you *now*," Kiran declared, standing up.
"Now?" I asked, a spark of hope rising.
"Yes," Kiran confirmed. "Don't you want to drink it?"
"Okay," I said, a smile spreading across my face. "Give it to me, then."
"You wait here," Kiran said, turning to walk away. "I'll be back in two minutes."
Kiran walked into the kitchen and returned quickly, holding a regular glass of white milk.
"What is this?" I asked, trying to sound genuinely perplexed.
"Milk," Kiran answered simply.
"I can see that much," I scoffed. "But I was talking about some other kind of milk."
Kiran smiled broadly. "You like cow's milk, don't you?" she asked, her eyes teasing me. "So I brought you cow's milk."
*(Kiran was outwardly smiling, yet simultaneously feigning complete innocence.)* "The doctor has told me not to drink cow's milk either," I announced, pushing the glass away.
"Cow's too?" Kiran asked, her smile turning into a laugh. "So should I give you goat's milk then?" Kiran burst into full laughter.
"The doctor told me to drink milk from only one specific animal," I continued the game, keeping my voice serious.
"Which animal is that?" Kiran asked, intrigued now.
"Should I tell you its name?" I asked, drawing out the suspense.
"If you don't tell me, how will I know which milk to give you?" Kiran reasoned, putting her hands on her hips.
"There is one animal among all the animals in the village whose milk I desperately want to drink," I said, looking her up and down.
"In the village, we have cows, buffaloes, and goats," Kiran listed. "Whose milk you already don't want to drink. Now which animal is left whose milk you are craving?"
"There is one animal," I insisted. "You think hard about it and give me the correct milk tomorrow."
"Okay," Kiran conceded, shaking her head. "I'll give you the milk tomorrow, I promise."
"I'm going to Sir's room now," I said, standing up. "You go find the answer to my question."
I walked into Sir's room. Sir was sitting there with his full preparation laid out. As soon as I entered, Sir started drinking alcohol, and I started sipping the juice Kiran had prepared.
"Sir, yesterday you mentioned you passed seven girls," I said, picking up the previous thread.
"Yes," Sir confirmed, taking a slow sip.
"In all those years, did only those seven girls ever come to you with this offer?" I asked, skeptical of the low number.
"Many more came, but eventually I stopped doing that kind of work," Sir admitted. "And now I've just recently started again."
"You stopped?" I asked, surprised. "Why did you stop?"
"That is a very long story," Sir said, looking down at his glass.
"Tell me the short version," I urged.
"After I passed the very first girl, that girl came back with her friend," Sir began. "Then the next year, I passed two more girls. So I had passed four girls total. I was enjoying this power. All four of them came to me themselves, and all came right at the time of the exam. But the year after that, not a single girl came to me asking for a favor. That's when I decided I would have to talk to the girls myself. The biggest question was who to start with. I thought about trying my luck with the girl I liked most. She was a girl in the twelfth grade. I told that girl that if she had sex with me, only then she would pass the exam; otherwise, I would personally fail her that year. Because of my forceful threat, she nervously agreed. I then had sex with her. After that, the exams happened. That girl was actually a good student. Still, she got scared by my threat and had sex with me. Three months later, the results came out. That girl had failed the exam. She was good at studying, so I hadn't paid any attention to her mark sheet, thinking she would pass easily. After seeing the result, when I checked the records, I found out she hadn't even given the exam. That girl didn't take the exam because of what I did to her. She failed because of me."
Sir's voice was thick with emotion. "After what I did to that girl, I felt overwhelming anger at myself. I decided I had to apologize to that girl. I went straight to that girl's house, but she slapped me hard across the face and threw me out of her house. That slap told me exactly what I had done wrong and what I needed to do to fix it. I had ruined that girl's life, and I had to be the one to fix it. She didn't even want to look at my face. In that desperate situation, I decided to marry her. Her parents were happy about the proposal, but she refused to marry me. Then, on her parents' strong insistence, she finally agreed to marry me. After that, we got married, and after the wedding, she made me promise that I would never do such a terrible thing again in the future."
"Sir, you are truly great," I said softly, genuinely moved by the depth of the story.
Sir didn't reply, simply looking away. Tears welled up in his eyes. I decided to give Sir a moment to remember his wife and silently stepped out of the room. After leaving the room, I walked toward the hall and then near Kiran's room. Kiran's nighty was again stuck in her gaand. I walked right up to Kiran's door, but instead of reaching out to take the nighty out from her gaand, I stopped myself and walked straight out of the house. After hearing Sir's short, regretful love story, I was feeling strange and contemplative. I suddenly remembered MALA again, and that complex memory was why I walked away from Kiran's room. I went straight home and immediately went to sleep, needing to clear my head before the evening.
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