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Do din baad raat ka scene. Ghar mein sab so chuke the. Irfan office ke thake hue the, isliye jaldi so gaye the. Nadia apne room mein thi. Fahad bhi bed pe leta tha lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi woh storeroom wala kiss aur Ammi ke badle hue expressions ghum rahe the.
Ayesha bed pe leti hui thi Irfan ke paas. Uska dimag bilkul shant nahi tha. Hotel wale din ke baad se uske shareer mein ek naya hunger jag gaya tha. Har baar sochte hi guilt aata tha, lekin saath hi Rohan ke strong touch ki yaad bhi aa jaati thi oska mujee naam leke bulana chodta waqt kitna hard tha oska ye kehna tum parde me rehti ho aur hamara lund pasand karti ho mujee insult lage per dil me ek nayi umang jag gaye me dil me boli ha Rohan tum theek hi kehta ho.
Phone pe vibration hua.
Rohan: Aunty, aaj Irfan so gaye honge na? Main bahar hoon. Storeroom mein milo. Bas 10 minute.
Ayesha ka dil zor se dhadka. Usne turant reply kiya.
Ayesha: Nahi Rohan. Ghar mein sab so rahe hain. Bahut khatra hai.
Lekin Rohan ne mana nahi kiya. Usne aur messages bheje — tempting, bold, aur uski weakness ko target karte hue kya ayesha chamdi wala ke liye itna khatra to le sakte ho.
Ayesha ne 15 minute tak ladai ki apne andar, phir bed se uth gayi. Irfan gehri neend mein the. Woh dheere se bahar nikli aur storeroom ki taraf gayi. Darwaza khula tha. Rohan andar khada tha.
Jaise hi Ayesha andar gayi, Rohan ne darwaza band kiya aur usko wall se laga diya. Is baar kiss bahut aggressive tha. Rohan jaise bhooka ho.

“Aunty, hotel ke baad se control nahi ho raha,” Rohan ne uske hoth chhodkar uske neck pe kiss karte hue kaha.

Ayesha ne dheere se kaha, “Rohan... bahut risk hai... Irfan room mein hain... jaldi karo.”
Rohan ne uska salwar kameez upar kiya aur usko ek purane table pe litaya. Is baar ghar mein hone ke wajah se intensity aur badh gayi thi. Rohan ne jaldi se apne kapde khole aur Ayesha ke upar chadh gaya.
Intense aur risky encounter shuru ho gaya. Rohan dominant tha — strong movements, haathon se hips ko pakad kar, kabhi neck pe bite, kabhi chest pe kisses. Ayesha apna muh dabaye rakhti thi taaki awaaz na nikle, lekin kabhi-kabhi halki si moan nikal hi jaati thi.

“Rohan... dheere... koi sun lega,” Ayesha ne saans phoolte hue kaha, lekin uska body uske control mein nahi tha. Pleasure itna intense tha ki uski aankhein band ho gayi thi.
Bahari taraf Fahad ne kuch awaaz suni thi. Woh utha aur dheere se hallway mein aaya. Storeroom ke darwaze ki chhoti si darar se usne andar jhaanka.
Jo usne dekha, usko jaise jhatka laga.
Ammi table pe leti hui thi. Rohan uske upar tha, zor-zor se movements kar raha tha. Ayesha ka chehra pleasure aur guilt ke mixture mein tha. Fahad ne pura scene dekha — uski Ammi ko kisi aur mard ke saath itni intimate position mein.

Fahad ke haath kaanp rahe the. Uske dil mein gussa, dard, shock aur ek dark unwanted arousal sab mix ho gaya. Woh wahan se hat nahi paa raha tha. Usne apna phone nikaala lekin record nahi kiya — bas dekhta raha.
Andar Rohan ne speed badhayi. Ayesha ne apna muh apne haath se dabaya aur climax pe pahunch gayi. Uske baad Rohan bhi khatam hua. Dono paseene se tar the.
Jaise hi khatam hua, Ayesha ke aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. “Rohan... yeh bahut galat tha. Ghar mein... mere pati ke paas so rahe hain... main kya ban gayi hoon?”
Rohan ne usko kiss kiya aur bola, “Aunty, aap addict ho chuki ho. Ab yeh nahi ruk sakta aap ab hamare lund ke adi ho chuki ho .”
Rohan chupke se ghar se nikal gaya. Ayesha ne apne kapde theek kiye, chehra dhoya aur dheere se bedroom mein wapas chali gayi. Irfan abhi bhi so rahe the.
Fahad jaldi se apne room mein chala gaya. Usne bed pe let kar aankhein band ki. Jo usne dekha tha woh uske dimag mein repeat ho raha tha. Uske shareer mein ek ajeeb si garmi thi jo usko khud se nafrat karwa rahi thi.
Us raat Ayesha bed pe leti hui thi. Guilt itna bhaari tha ki usko rona aa raha tha, lekin saath hi Rohan ke touch ki yaad usko phir se tadpa rahi thi.
Ghar ki chhat ke neeche ek bada khatra dheere dheere badh raha tha

Ayesha bed pe leti hui thi Irfan ke paas. Uska dimag bilkul shant nahi tha. Hotel wale din ke baad se uske shareer mein ek naya hunger jag gaya tha. Har baar sochte hi guilt aata tha, lekin saath hi Rohan ke strong touch ki yaad bhi aa jaati thi oska mujee naam leke bulana chodta waqt kitna hard tha oska ye kehna tum parde me rehti ho aur hamara lund pasand karti ho mujee insult lage per dil me ek nayi umang jag gaye me dil me boli ha Rohan tum theek hi kehta ho.
Phone pe vibration hua.
Rohan: Aunty, aaj Irfan so gaye honge na? Main bahar hoon. Storeroom mein milo. Bas 10 minute.
Ayesha ka dil zor se dhadka. Usne turant reply kiya.
Ayesha: Nahi Rohan. Ghar mein sab so rahe hain. Bahut khatra hai.
Lekin Rohan ne mana nahi kiya. Usne aur messages bheje — tempting, bold, aur uski weakness ko target karte hue kya ayesha chamdi wala ke liye itna khatra to le sakte ho.
Ayesha ne 15 minute tak ladai ki apne andar, phir bed se uth gayi. Irfan gehri neend mein the. Woh dheere se bahar nikli aur storeroom ki taraf gayi. Darwaza khula tha. Rohan andar khada tha.
Jaise hi Ayesha andar gayi, Rohan ne darwaza band kiya aur usko wall se laga diya. Is baar kiss bahut aggressive tha. Rohan jaise bhooka ho.

“Aunty, hotel ke baad se control nahi ho raha,” Rohan ne uske hoth chhodkar uske neck pe kiss karte hue kaha.

Ayesha ne dheere se kaha, “Rohan... bahut risk hai... Irfan room mein hain... jaldi karo.”
Rohan ne uska salwar kameez upar kiya aur usko ek purane table pe litaya. Is baar ghar mein hone ke wajah se intensity aur badh gayi thi. Rohan ne jaldi se apne kapde khole aur Ayesha ke upar chadh gaya.
Intense aur risky encounter shuru ho gaya. Rohan dominant tha — strong movements, haathon se hips ko pakad kar, kabhi neck pe bite, kabhi chest pe kisses. Ayesha apna muh dabaye rakhti thi taaki awaaz na nikle, lekin kabhi-kabhi halki si moan nikal hi jaati thi.

“Rohan... dheere... koi sun lega,” Ayesha ne saans phoolte hue kaha, lekin uska body uske control mein nahi tha. Pleasure itna intense tha ki uski aankhein band ho gayi thi.
Bahari taraf Fahad ne kuch awaaz suni thi. Woh utha aur dheere se hallway mein aaya. Storeroom ke darwaze ki chhoti si darar se usne andar jhaanka.
Jo usne dekha, usko jaise jhatka laga.
Ammi table pe leti hui thi. Rohan uske upar tha, zor-zor se movements kar raha tha. Ayesha ka chehra pleasure aur guilt ke mixture mein tha. Fahad ne pura scene dekha — uski Ammi ko kisi aur mard ke saath itni intimate position mein.

Fahad ke haath kaanp rahe the. Uske dil mein gussa, dard, shock aur ek dark unwanted arousal sab mix ho gaya. Woh wahan se hat nahi paa raha tha. Usne apna phone nikaala lekin record nahi kiya — bas dekhta raha.
Andar Rohan ne speed badhayi. Ayesha ne apna muh apne haath se dabaya aur climax pe pahunch gayi. Uske baad Rohan bhi khatam hua. Dono paseene se tar the.
Jaise hi khatam hua, Ayesha ke aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. “Rohan... yeh bahut galat tha. Ghar mein... mere pati ke paas so rahe hain... main kya ban gayi hoon?”
Rohan ne usko kiss kiya aur bola, “Aunty, aap addict ho chuki ho. Ab yeh nahi ruk sakta aap ab hamare lund ke adi ho chuki ho .”
Rohan chupke se ghar se nikal gaya. Ayesha ne apne kapde theek kiye, chehra dhoya aur dheere se bedroom mein wapas chali gayi. Irfan abhi bhi so rahe the.
Fahad jaldi se apne room mein chala gaya. Usne bed pe let kar aankhein band ki. Jo usne dekha tha woh uske dimag mein repeat ho raha tha. Uske shareer mein ek ajeeb si garmi thi jo usko khud se nafrat karwa rahi thi.
Us raat Ayesha bed pe leti hui thi. Guilt itna bhaari tha ki usko rona aa raha tha, lekin saath hi Rohan ke touch ki yaad usko phir se tadpa rahi thi.
Ghar ki chhat ke neeche ek bada khatra dheere dheere badh raha tha
















































