05-12-2025, 10:38 PM
## Update 178: The Red Panty and the Secret Viewer (Avi and Heena)
I left Pankaj's house, the secrets Ritu Didi shared still buzzing in my mind, and rode straight over to Karim's house. The front door was slightly ajar. I walked inside, pushing the door open gently. Karim wasn't there; he had gone to the market with his mother.
Heena and her sister, Soniya, were settled on the sofa, watching TV. I walked over and sat down on the neighboring sofa, the new mobile phone feeling warm and significant in my pocket.
"What are you two watching?" I tilted my head, curious about the movie.
"I'm watching TV," Heena glanced over quickly, her eyes immediately returning to the screen.
"I see that," I insisted, leaning forward. "What exactly are you watching on TV?"
"I'm watching a movie," Heena said simply, not taking her eyes off the screen.
"Watch it, then," I said, reaching into my pocket. I slowly drew out my brand-new mobile phone, deliberately catching the light on its screen.
At that moment, Soniya stood up abruptly and quickly slipped away toward her room without saying a word, vanishing silently.
Heena finally turned, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of the device. "You got a new mobile?"
"Yes, I had to get one," I confirmed, making my voice sound deeply sincere. "A beautiful girl just asked for my number yesterday. How could I say no and leave her disappointed? That's why I rushed out and bought it."
"Which girl asked for your number, Avi?" Heena pulled a skeptical face, raising an eyebrow.
"That girl's name is Heena," I grinned, my eyes holding hers, enjoying the reveal.
She smiled, a flush rising in her cheeks as she caught my gaze. "Now you have to give that girl your number, then," she challenged playfully.
I smoothly exchanged numbers with Heena, inputting the digits carefully. As I was saving her contact, I felt that distinct, cold prickle on the back of my neck. *Someone is watching me again,* I thought, my gaze flicking to the darkened doorway of Soniya’s room where she had just disappeared. My entire focus sharpened. *Today, I will find out for certain who is secretly watching my every move.*
"What happened?" Heena noticed my sudden distraction, touching my arm. "You look like you saw a ghost."
"Nothing," I lied easily, turning back to her. "Who else is at home besides you two?"
"Just Soniya and me," Heena confirmed, looking around the room. "Sofia went to college, and Karim went to the market with Mom."
*(So it is Soniya,) I concluded, a plan instantly forming in my mind. I returned to our conversation. "By the way, why exactly did you need my number, Heena?"
"My boyfriend doesn't call me enough," she shrugged, a subtle challenge in her eyes. "So I thought I'd call you. That's how I'll pass the time."
*(Does she truly think of me as just a pastime, a way to kill boredom?)* The thought hit me like a splash of cold water, trying to insult my pride, but I quickly dismissed the offense. "You've thought well, Heena," I replied, meeting her challenge with my own intensity, a slight smile on my face.
I got up from my sofa and sat down right next to Heena on her sofa, moving close.
"Avi, won't you ask today what color panty I'm wearing?" she immediately tensed, throwing her hands up playfully in front of her.
*(Why is she so obsessed with panty? Today I've come to ask about what's inside, not the covering,)* I thought, a mischievous heat rising inside me. "I won't ask that today," I stated, shaking my head slowly, surprising her.
"Why not?" she demanded, clearly disappointed, dropping her hands.
"Because I already know," I whispered, leaning in, my voice low and close to her ear. "I know you're wearing a red panty today."
Heena's eyes went wide in genuine shock. She pulled back slightly, her body stiffening. "How do you know that, Avi? How could you know?"
"When you bent down just now to put the remote on the TV after turning it off," I explained, letting my eyes drop to her lap, "I caught a quick flash of your panty."
She instinctively covered her lap with her hand, a blush staining her cheeks bright red. "Do you just spend all your time looking at me like that?"
"The one who made this rare diamond will be very upset if I don't look at it constantly," I let my gaze travel slowly up her body, my voice soft but firm.
"That's enough flirting now," she mumbled, trying to hide her pleasure, looking away.
"Heena, can I ask you one thing, something serious?" I sensed the momentum shifting, giving her a serious look.
She nodded, lowering her head slightly. "Yes, ask."
I paused, letting the silence hang heavy between us, my mind racing through options. *I need to ask her about the memory card and Ritu Didi's secrets,* I thought, knowing the risk. "Never mind," I changed the subject abruptly, looking around the room again. "I'll ask you later. How strange you are, Heena. I've been here for so long, and you haven't even offered me water."
"Oh, Avi!" She slapped her forehead, clearly distracted, standing up quickly. "I completely forgot! You wait. I'll make tea for you right now."
Heena got up and started walking toward the kitchen. I stared intensely at her *gaand* as she walked away, the fabric of her clothing stretching tight with every step. I kept watching Heena's butt until she fully disappeared into the kitchen doorway, following her movement until the last second.
*If I get the chance to have sex with Heena,* the desire roared in my mind, thick and hot, *I will definitely fuck her gaand.* My *lund* was already throbbing hard, a heavy, urgent weight in my pants, pressing against the fabric.
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I left Pankaj's house, the secrets Ritu Didi shared still buzzing in my mind, and rode straight over to Karim's house. The front door was slightly ajar. I walked inside, pushing the door open gently. Karim wasn't there; he had gone to the market with his mother.
Heena and her sister, Soniya, were settled on the sofa, watching TV. I walked over and sat down on the neighboring sofa, the new mobile phone feeling warm and significant in my pocket.
"What are you two watching?" I tilted my head, curious about the movie.
"I'm watching TV," Heena glanced over quickly, her eyes immediately returning to the screen.
"I see that," I insisted, leaning forward. "What exactly are you watching on TV?"
"I'm watching a movie," Heena said simply, not taking her eyes off the screen.
"Watch it, then," I said, reaching into my pocket. I slowly drew out my brand-new mobile phone, deliberately catching the light on its screen.
At that moment, Soniya stood up abruptly and quickly slipped away toward her room without saying a word, vanishing silently.
Heena finally turned, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of the device. "You got a new mobile?"
"Yes, I had to get one," I confirmed, making my voice sound deeply sincere. "A beautiful girl just asked for my number yesterday. How could I say no and leave her disappointed? That's why I rushed out and bought it."
"Which girl asked for your number, Avi?" Heena pulled a skeptical face, raising an eyebrow.
"That girl's name is Heena," I grinned, my eyes holding hers, enjoying the reveal.
She smiled, a flush rising in her cheeks as she caught my gaze. "Now you have to give that girl your number, then," she challenged playfully.
I smoothly exchanged numbers with Heena, inputting the digits carefully. As I was saving her contact, I felt that distinct, cold prickle on the back of my neck. *Someone is watching me again,* I thought, my gaze flicking to the darkened doorway of Soniya’s room where she had just disappeared. My entire focus sharpened. *Today, I will find out for certain who is secretly watching my every move.*
"What happened?" Heena noticed my sudden distraction, touching my arm. "You look like you saw a ghost."
"Nothing," I lied easily, turning back to her. "Who else is at home besides you two?"
"Just Soniya and me," Heena confirmed, looking around the room. "Sofia went to college, and Karim went to the market with Mom."
*(So it is Soniya,) I concluded, a plan instantly forming in my mind. I returned to our conversation. "By the way, why exactly did you need my number, Heena?"
"My boyfriend doesn't call me enough," she shrugged, a subtle challenge in her eyes. "So I thought I'd call you. That's how I'll pass the time."
*(Does she truly think of me as just a pastime, a way to kill boredom?)* The thought hit me like a splash of cold water, trying to insult my pride, but I quickly dismissed the offense. "You've thought well, Heena," I replied, meeting her challenge with my own intensity, a slight smile on my face.
I got up from my sofa and sat down right next to Heena on her sofa, moving close.
"Avi, won't you ask today what color panty I'm wearing?" she immediately tensed, throwing her hands up playfully in front of her.
*(Why is she so obsessed with panty? Today I've come to ask about what's inside, not the covering,)* I thought, a mischievous heat rising inside me. "I won't ask that today," I stated, shaking my head slowly, surprising her.
"Why not?" she demanded, clearly disappointed, dropping her hands.
"Because I already know," I whispered, leaning in, my voice low and close to her ear. "I know you're wearing a red panty today."
Heena's eyes went wide in genuine shock. She pulled back slightly, her body stiffening. "How do you know that, Avi? How could you know?"
"When you bent down just now to put the remote on the TV after turning it off," I explained, letting my eyes drop to her lap, "I caught a quick flash of your panty."
She instinctively covered her lap with her hand, a blush staining her cheeks bright red. "Do you just spend all your time looking at me like that?"
"The one who made this rare diamond will be very upset if I don't look at it constantly," I let my gaze travel slowly up her body, my voice soft but firm.
"That's enough flirting now," she mumbled, trying to hide her pleasure, looking away.
"Heena, can I ask you one thing, something serious?" I sensed the momentum shifting, giving her a serious look.
She nodded, lowering her head slightly. "Yes, ask."
I paused, letting the silence hang heavy between us, my mind racing through options. *I need to ask her about the memory card and Ritu Didi's secrets,* I thought, knowing the risk. "Never mind," I changed the subject abruptly, looking around the room again. "I'll ask you later. How strange you are, Heena. I've been here for so long, and you haven't even offered me water."
"Oh, Avi!" She slapped her forehead, clearly distracted, standing up quickly. "I completely forgot! You wait. I'll make tea for you right now."
Heena got up and started walking toward the kitchen. I stared intensely at her *gaand* as she walked away, the fabric of her clothing stretching tight with every step. I kept watching Heena's butt until she fully disappeared into the kitchen doorway, following her movement until the last second.
*If I get the chance to have sex with Heena,* the desire roared in my mind, thick and hot, *I will definitely fuck her gaand.* My *lund* was already throbbing hard, a heavy, urgent weight in my pants, pressing against the fabric.
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