In the evening Arahan went towards the Geetanjali home; he had decided where the task came or not.
Today, he is going to pierced Geetanjali. He will show her, she also requires a man in her house, who controls her heat.
Just like that morning, many of the women looked towards him.
Some were married, some were widows, and some of them were just girls.
He likes it when the girls adore him.
Soon, he arrived in the Muslim dominated colony, and then at Geetanjali home.
He rang the bell, and soon the door opened. But this time on the gate was Akash, not her mom Geetanjali.
"Good Evening, sir," Akash said.
"Good Evening," Arahan nodded, and looked here and there, and asked, "Where is your mom?"
"Mom is in the bedroom, she is not feeling well, so told me she can't give tea to you today." Akash replied, he was also confused.
Because his mom is looking well, so why did she say that?
"Okay, then let her get some rest, while we continue the study." Arahan nodded, and opened the math notes, which he prepared for Akash.
He sat beside the boy, pulling out a sharpened pencil and a ruled notebook. The day's lesson was written in his own tidy handwriting:
"Chapter 5: Word Problems on Fractions."
He began to explain, Akash tilted his head.
"If your mom baked a cake, and you have eaten three-fourth of the cake, so how much cake is left?" Arahan asked him.
Akash thought about it for some time and replied, "if three-fourth is eaten, then one-fourth is left..."
"But if it was baked by mom, then nothing is left, I will eat it all."
Hearing, Arahan smiled, and flicked his forehead.
Later he asked many questions about dividing apples, dozens of bananas, all in the stories, while Akash solved them.
Meanwhile Geetanjali has come out of the bedroom, she is hiding behind a curtain.
And from there, she is looking towards Arahan teaching her son.
She wants to go there, and greet Arahan. But she was shy from what happened the previous day.
Even now, her one hand was inside her saree, and she was touching her private parts looking at Arahan.
Just the previous night, she had a dream, in which it became late night, and Arahan decided to sleep in her home.
After dinner, he entered her bedroom.
While she protested, he didn't hear her any excuse and undressed her.
Then all night he fucked her.
But soon, she awoke from the dream, and realized. This was not real.
But whenever she thinks about it, she doesn't dare to come in front of him.
Even now, her hand trembled slightly.
She peeked once—just once—through the curtain. Arahan's smile, his voice guiding Akash, filled the house with something that felt... warmer than usual.
She quickly looked away.
After nearly an hour, Akash had completed all three pages of problems, and Arahan had signed the last one with a simple line:
"Well done. Keep solving."
"Will Mom come out today?" the boy asked innocently, packing up his notebook.
Arahan looked at the closed curtain and smiled faintly. "She's probably busy. Let her rest."
"Okay. Want water?"
"No, I'm good. Tell her I said thank you, as always."
He rose, dusted off his kurta, and gave Akash a pat on the head.
"Tomorrow, same time?"
Akash nodded brightly. "Yes!"
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He decided to buy some vegetables.
And her favourite store is always Kavita General Store.
Thinking about her looks, her beauty, her mature ass and boobs, something stirred awoken inside him.
He then looked towards his panel.
Name: Arahan
Age: 18
Profession: Junior Teacher (Permanent Staff)
Level: 1
Exp 40/100
Attributes:
Health: 6.6 / 10 (Geetanjali)
Stamina: 6.6 / 10 (Sabnam) Till Level 2 Unlocked
Strength: 4.1 / 10 (Sabiha)
Agility: 6.0 / 10 (Kavita)
Intelligence: 5.8 / 10 (Bushra)
Charm: 10 / 10 Max (Sabnam) Reached Max Unlocked On Level 2
Lust: 10 / 10 (Locked) Reached Max Unlocked On Level 2
Wealth:
On-hand Cash: ₹0.00
System Wallet: ₹0.00
Relationships:
Geetanjali: 29/100 (Quiet Blooming)
— Sabiha: 44/100 (Blossoming)
— Kavita: 20/100 (Stirred Interest)
— Sabnam: 62/100 (Lover)
— Bushra: 2/100 (Slight Curiosity)
— Others: —
He focused on the relationship, and found that in two or three encounters, there was a chance for him to personally experience how Kavita looked from inside.
And how she looked, when she moaned his name with love.
Arahan walked down the cobbled slope that curved toward the main market. The last rays of sunlight stretched across the rooftops, and lanterns were being lit along shopfronts one by one.
His kurta fluttered slightly in the breeze, and Toto buzzed quietly in his pocket with an unread message—but he'd check it later.
His steps took him to the glowing corner shop nestled between the tailor's booth and the postmaster's home:
"Kavita General Store"
Painted in faded red, but always open till nightfall.
He stepped in.
A warm yellow bulb buzzed above, lighting sacks of rice, open crates of onions and potatoes, hanging sachets of shampoo and detergent, and rows of biscuit packs and oil cans. The faint scent of spices and burnt incense lingered in the air.
Behind the counter stood Kavita—her dark green saree draped with effortless grace, her hair tied in a simple bun, a few wisps falling loose against her cheek.
Her eyes flicked up the moment she saw him.
"Oh, Arahan. Evening tuition done?"
"Yes," he replied, offering a small nod. "Came to buy vegetables… and maybe some cooking oil. Tomorrow's market day, things will get expensive."
She gave a small, knowing smile. "Smart."
She turned and moved toward the vegetable crates. "Tomatoes are fresh today. Potatoes just came in. Cauliflower's a bit pricey."
She handed him a cloth bag as she began gathering items.
As she worked, her son Surendra, the small 3-year-old, peeked from behind a grain sack, his mouth smeared with biscuit crumbs.
Arahan gave him a wave. "Still snacking, soldier?"
Surendra giggled and hid again.
Kavita glanced over her shoulder, smirking softly. "He only behaves when you're around."
Arahan crouched down, inspecting some green chilies. "Maybe he just likes me."
"Maybe," Kavita nodded.
At the same time, his favourite task system appeared.
[New Task Generated!]
Hold Kavita from behind, feel her body, her back, her hips, play with her ass and breast.
Reward:
+₹2000
+20 Relationship (Kavita)
+2 Agility
+10 EXP
Note: Let it feel natural.
As Kavita packed the vegetables—tomato, onion, coriander, a small packet of turmeric, and a bottle of mustard oil—her fingers brushed against his lightly while passing the items.
A small flicker crossed her face. Then she quickly looked away.
"Anything else?" she asked, her tone neutral.
Arahan looked around the shop, and finding no one was there, he climbed inside the shop.
Kavita didn't understand what he was doing now, but soon, she understood, when he held her from behind.
"Arahan, please don't do something weird, Surendra is still here." She murmured in a shy tone, but didn't show any discomfort, while feeling his body behind her.
"He will not understand," Arahan replied, as he started rubbing his body with her, while sniffing his neck.
"You smell good," he said, while his one hand, which was holding her waist, started going upward and groped her breast.
"Aahhh," She murmured with both pain and pleasure, but Arahan didn't stop it.
In fact, he pushed his hand inside her blouse, and directly felt her boobs.
"It feels so bouncy," He murmured and started playing with her.
While his other hand groped her ass and started rubbing it.
Kavita also started enjoying it.
She gasped softly as Arahan's hand kneaded her breast, his fingers finding and teasing her nipple through the thin fabric of her blouse. She arched into his touch instinctively, a shiver running down her spine at the sensation.
"Someone might see," she whispered urgently, glancing nervously towards the shop entrance. But despite her words, she made no move to pull away from Arahan's embrace.
Arahan nuzzled into her neck, inhaling deeply. "No one will see," he murmured against her skin.
His hand on her ass tightened possessively, squeezing the firm globe and pulling her back against his growing arousal. Kavita bit back a moan, feeling the evidence of his desire pressing insistently against her rear.
"Arahan," she panted, torn between proprietary and the overwhelming need building within her. "We shouldn't... not here..."
But even as she spoke, she found herself grinding back against him, seeking more of that delicious friction. Her hands came up to cover him on her breast and bottom, not pushing him away but holding him closer.
Arahan chuckled low in his throat at her contradictory actions.
His explorations grew bolder, his hands roaming freely over Kavita's curves. He slipped his hand beneath her blouse, skin meeting skin as he cupped her bare breast.
Kavita gasped at the contact, her nipple pebbling instantly under his touch.
"Someone's coming," she warned urgently, hearing the jingle of the shop bell signaling a customer's arrival. But even as she spoke, she found herself pressing into Arahan's palm, craving more of his illicit caresses.
Arahan cursed under his breath, reluctantly releasing Kavita and stepping back.
Soon, someone appeared at the shop.
Arahan didn't even see who was there, and quickly went from there before anyone found it.
Kavita also quickly smoothed down her blouse, before the person who appeared looked at her.
"So, what do you need—?" She asked, looking at the person, but seeing her, she understood.
The person who appeared in the shop was her own sister-in-law.
"Bhabhi, it is time to close the shop," She said.
"Yeah, Richa," Kavita nodded, and soon they started closing the shop.