Having had a filling dinner, Kishen was lying on the bed in his room, preparing to sleep.
He couldn't wait to get his hands on the pantie. That morning, Deepti had him pick it randomly from a used bunch she kept in a shoebox.
"Nothing beats falling asleep after masturbating to a used panty on the face," he thought.
However, as he wrapped himself in the blanket and sniffed the panty, he was struck by a surprising realization. "This doesn't smell like Deepti's, Neetu's or Usha aunty's pantie! Who is this woman sitting on my face?! It doesn't look like mom's. Now wait, am I wrong? Going by the look and the cloth type, the panties appear to belong to an older woman. And it is close to being worn out. But whose IS it?!" Kishen wondered.
He found it arousing to sniff an unknown lady's panty. But the lingering questions in his mind drained a lot of that arousal. Kishen continued to be lost in thoughts and speculations in a semi-horny state of mind.
The previous night, he had witnessed the submissive avatar of Manoj sir. It was also the night he discovered his hidden beast mode. He didn't know what to make of it. He worried if it would be his permanent trait. As Deepti and Manoj sir advised, he knew he'd have to control it.
He couldn't help but feel bittersweet. In days, he had transformed from a sex-starved PU student to an alpha masculine bull that he wasn't particularly proud of.
"By the way, was it Deepti's big panty that I saw in Usha aunty's heap? If so, what is it doing there? What shall I make of that? Manoj sir sure knows the smell of Usha aunty's panty. I am a little jealous now. But wait! Are they all part of one elaborate sex-loving ring? The chances are high they indeed are. Or am I just overthinking? Are my parents in it too?" Such thoughts ran chaotically in Kishen's mind as he stroked his tool. Kishen also knew he needed a good night's sleep. For, the next day, he knew, would be "The Day!" He had seen Sunil (his dad) stock up their fridge with beer and snacks.
His mind took him to his first life-changing discovery. He had witnessed his and Neetu's parents making out, carefree and jovially.
"Tomorrow, I will hopefully get the answers to many of my questions," he thought.
The horny James Bond in Kishen couldn't wait to execute the sting operation mission he planned. But Mr. Bond didn't look to expose or interrupt whatever was happening between his parents and Neetu's. He ejaculated and drifted gradually to sleep.
By the time it was 6 the following morning, Kishen was fresh and ready. He had told his mom, Savitri, that he'd be leaving early for rehearsals for his college youth festival.
When he left his room, he saw Savitri was up. She had prepared tea and bread and jam for him. She had also packed some in tiffin and a bottle of water.
"Now that is going to be useful. I forgot about packing some food," Kishen thought as he put the tiffin in his bag.
"When will you be back?" asked Savi as she watched him eat.
"Not sure. Maybe by the afternoon. Or I will be late. Will you be here, Ma?"
"Uh... yeah...but if we are not, you have the spare key, right?"
"Why? Are you going somewhere today?"
"Yes, we may have to do some...uh...shopping."
"Ok. Go back to sleep, Ma. Thank you for the early breakfast."
"Go safe. And don't thank your mother!"
Kishen stepped out of his flat on the pretext of going for rehearsals. He made sure he heard Savitri walking away after locking the main door behind him. He then quietly and swiftly walked towards Usha's flat, ensuring no one was around.
"God! Help me," he prayed in his mind. Taking a deep breath, he quietly opened the door to Usha's flat with his spare key. Kishen planned to enter Usha's house before Usha or Ramesh woke up.
He hid inside Neetu's room until he could witness the action again if it were to happen. He prayed that Usha aunty and Ramesh uncle were still asleep. He hoped Neetu be at her in-laws.
And execute the plan successfully he did!
Kishen swiftly got into Neetu's room under her bed, beside the door frame. From the safe vantage point under, he could see through the passage leading up to Usha's bedroom doorway. It was as though the beds in either room could see eye to eye had the door to Usha's room been open.
"Man! I wish I knew about this place and view the last time they were at it," Kishen thought as he began to wait from under Neetu's bed. Lying on his chest, he was like a sniper without a rifle.
He couldn't risk falling asleep under the bed, for he knew not if he would snore. He had packed a piece of cloth which he kept handy should he sneeze or cough. He dared not to eat, fearing he might choke or the smell might emanate. He double-checked his phone to be on silent.
He hadn't planned further as to what he would do or how he would exit the home should nothing happen. He cursed himself for not planning through the long wait.
"Ding!" echoed the calling bell about 1.5 hours later. Kishen saw the door to Usha's room open. And there stood his Usha aunty in a peach color nightie. Kishen could see the silhouette of her mature body underneath the nightie, thanks to the morning sun rays that lit her room through her balcony.
He watched her yawn and scratch her groin from above the nightie before she proceeded to open the door. From Kishen's vantage under the bed, she appeared to get bigger as she approached the doorway to Neetu's room. Kishen couldn't get enough of her sight and semi-loose "aunty" figure.
As she passed Neetu's room, he could only hear her fading footsteps heading further through the passage to the living room. Looking back at Usha's sunlit room, he could see the lungi-covered legs of Ramesh uncle--fast asleep.
Kishen listened to the sound of Usha opening the main door.
"Savi...why so early? Come in..." Kishen heard his Usha aunty say.
Savi: I just wanted to wake you both early, so we don't delay like last time.
"Wow! So it is happening!" rejoiced Kishen as he overheard the conversation.
