Adultery Clandestine Affair:Meri Patni Mere Baap Ki Deewani
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**Chapter 33: Using the Bathroom
Jab maine monitor chalu kiya, Rita aur Pitaji ghar par the. Pitaji ka haath, kohni se ungliyon tak, plaster mein tha, lekin unka mood acha lag raha tha. Woh apne sadharan kapdon mein sofa par baithe the, jabki Rita kitchen mein vyast thi. Woh chicken soup bana rahi thi, waisa jo woh aksar mere liye banati thi jab main bimar hota tha—hafif, poshtik, aur pet ke liye aasan.
Pitaji TV dekh rahe the, unka haath ek sling mein tha, lekin woh baar-baar Rita ki taraf dekh rahe the. Shayad woh use ek wafadar patni ke roop mein dekh rahe the, jo unki zaruraton ka khayal rakh rahi thi. Jab koi chotil ya kamzor hota hai, toh dya ke kaam bahut prabhavshali ho sakte hain.
Rita do bowl soup le kar dining table par aayi. “Pitaji, chalo khana kha lete hain,” usne pyar se kaha. “Aapki chot ke saath kuch bhari nahi kha sakte. Yeh chicken soup aapke liye acha hoga. Maine ise aur poshtik banane ki koshish ki taaki aap jaldi thik ho.” Uski aankhon mein sachchi chinta aur pyar tha. Shayad use khud nahi pata tha, lekin woh apne dil mein Pitaji ki ahmiyat ko aur badha rahi thi.
Woh dono saath khana kha rahe the, TV dekhte hue. Rita bade sabr se unhe chammach se khana khila rahi thi, agar kuch gir jata toh dhyan se unke hothon se saaf karti. Usme koi gussa nahi, sirf narmi aur chinta thi.
Pitaji use bade dhyan se dekh rahe the, unki nazar uske chehre par, jo unke itne kareeb tha, tikki hui thi. Unki aankhon mein ek moh ka bhaav aane laga. Rita ne shayad yeh notice kiya, uske kaan laal ho gaye, lekin woh khilati rahi. Uski mohabbat dekh kar uske chehre par halki si khushi jhalak rahi thi.
Khana khate waqt Pitaji bechain hone lage, sofa par uncomfortable hokar hilne lage. Woh baar-baar Rita ki taraf jhijhakte hue dekh rahe the, lekin Rita unhe khilane mein itni vyast thi ki usne unki pareshani nahi dekhi.
Pitaji ki bechaini badhti gayi, aur unke maathe par paseene ki boondein dikhne lagi. Rita ne aakhir notice kiya. “Pitaji, kya hua?” usne chinta se poochha. “Aapki tabiyat kharab lag rahi hai. Kya haath mein dard ho raha hai?” Ab uski awaaz mein sachchi ghabrahat thi.
Pitaji ka chehra sakht ho gaya, lekin unhone jawab nahi diya.
“Pitaji, kya hua? Batao! Main darr rahi hoon.” Usne soup rakha, khadi hui, aur unke kandhe par haath rakhkar halke se hila diya.
“Mujhe… mujhe bathroom jana hai,” unhone aakhir dheere se kaha. Rita ka chehra laal ho gaya. Pitaji dopahar ki chot ke baad se bathroom nahi gaye the, aur plaster ke saath woh apni pant khud nahi sambhal sakte the. Aur wahan koi aur madad ke liye nahi tha.
“Theek hai, Pitaji, main madad karti hoon.” Usne lambi saans li, khud ko sambhalte hue. Usne unka haath pakda aur dheere se unhe bathroom ki taraf le gayi. Maine jaldi se bathroom ka live feed chalu kiya.
Pitaji ka chehra sharmindagi se laal tha. Rita ne unhe toilet tak pahunchaya aur seat uthayi. Woh shant dikh rahi thi, lekin uske haath halke se kaanp rahe the.
Usne Pitaji ki taraf dekha, aur unhone jaldi nazar hata li, uski aankhon se aankh nahi mila sake. Usne gehri saans li aur unki belt ki taraf haath badhaya. Pitaji ne jhatka kha liya, piche hatne ki koshish ki, lekin unka haath plaster mein bandha tha.
Jaise hi woh belt kholne wali thi, usne unka reaction dekhkar ruk gayi. Ek chhoti si hansi uske hothon se nikal gayi, aur usne apna muh chhupaya, uski sundarta ekdum chamak uthi. Pitaji aur bhi ghabra gaye.
“Pitaji, aap itna ghabra kyun rahe hain!” usne narmi se kaha, uski hansi tham gayi. “Aap chotil hain. Agar main madad na karun, toh kaun karega? Waise bhi,” usne thodi si shaitani ke saath kaha, “aisa nahi ki maine pehle kuch nahi dekha.” Bolte hi uska chehra laal ho gaya, jab use ehsaas hua ki usne kya kaha.
Pitaji ne mushkil se ek halki si muskurahat di, apni kamar ko thoda normal position mein kiya.
Rita ne unki belt kholi aur dheere se pant neeche ki. Jab woh unke underwear ke kinaare tak pahunchi, usne ek pal ruki, saans li, aur phir use bhi neeche kiya. Pitaji ka *lund* aur ghane jhaanton wala hissa dikh gaya
. Jab uska haath unke *lund* se chhua, dono ke badan mein ek sihran daud gayi. Dono ke chehre laal the. Usne unka *lund* pakad kar toilet ki taraf kiya aur phir apna sir thoda ghuma liya, unhe thodi si privacy dete hue.
Pitaji ne peshab shuru kiya, ek rahat bhari saans chhodi, shayad bandhan se chhutkara milne ki wajah se ya Rita ke haath ke sparsh se. Rita ne unhe narmi se pakda hua tha. Shayad yeh pehli baar nahi tha jab usne wahan chhua ho. Shuruaati jhijhak ke baad, dono shant ho gaye.
Pitaji ka peshab lagbhag tees second tak chalta raha, yeh batata tha ki unhone kitna der se rok rakha tha. Agar woh khud sambhal sakte, toh madad nahi mangte. Jab woh khatam hue, Rita ne unka *lund* dheere se hilaya, bachi hui boondon ko jhatka diya, aur phir ek gila wipe nikal kar unhe saaf kiya. Woh ek wafadar patni ki tarah badi siddat se unki dekhbhal kar rahi thi.
Jab woh jhuki, uski neckline neeche khisak gayi, jisse uski *chuchiyon* ka upri hissa aur bra ka lace dikhne laga
. Pitaji ki nazar uske khule hisse par padi. Unke chehre se ghabrahat aur sharmindagi gayab ho gayi, aur uski jagah *hawas* aur *moh* ne le li.
Rita ki *chuchiyan* unke liye bandish mein thi. Ek baar galti se chhune ke alawa, unhone kabhi inhe sach mein nahi chhua tha. Unhone Rita ke sharir ke doosre hisson ko chhua tha, lekin uski *chuchiyan* an-chhui thi, jo unke liye ek badi khichav ka karan thi. Jo cheez hamein nahi milti, uski chahat aksar sabse zyada hoti hai.
Pitaji ki nazar se bekhabar, Rita unhe saaf karti rahi. Unka *lund*, unhone notice nahi kiya, uske haath mein sakht hone laga, aur bada aur lamba ho gaya
. Woh uski *chuchiyon* ke nazare mein poori tarah se doob gaye the.
Rita ne achanak yeh badlav mehsus kiya, unka *lund* uske haath mein poori tarah se khada ho gaya. Usne unki taraf dekha, hairan hokar. Woh uski *chuchiyon* ke cleavage ko ek tak dekh rahe the, madhosh hokar. Usne unki nazar ka rukh dekha aur samajh gayi ki uska kitna hissa dikh raha tha.
Jab maine monitor chalu kiya, Rita aur Pitaji ghar par the. Pitaji ka haath, kohni se ungliyon tak, plaster mein tha, lekin unka mood acha lag raha tha. Woh apne sadharan kapdon mein sofa par baithe the, jabki Rita kitchen mein vyast thi. Woh chicken soup bana rahi thi, waisa jo woh aksar mere liye banati thi jab main bimar hota tha—hafif, poshtik, aur pet ke liye aasan.
Pitaji TV dekh rahe the, unka haath ek sling mein tha, lekin woh baar-baar Rita ki taraf dekh rahe the. Shayad woh use ek wafadar patni ke roop mein dekh rahe the, jo unki zaruraton ka khayal rakh rahi thi. Jab koi chotil ya kamzor hota hai, toh dya ke kaam bahut prabhavshali ho sakte hain.
Rita do bowl soup le kar dining table par aayi. “Pitaji, chalo khana kha lete hain,” usne pyar se kaha. “Aapki chot ke saath kuch bhari nahi kha sakte. Yeh chicken soup aapke liye acha hoga. Maine ise aur poshtik banane ki koshish ki taaki aap jaldi thik ho.” Uski aankhon mein sachchi chinta aur pyar tha. Shayad use khud nahi pata tha, lekin woh apne dil mein Pitaji ki ahmiyat ko aur badha rahi thi.
Woh dono saath khana kha rahe the, TV dekhte hue. Rita bade sabr se unhe chammach se khana khila rahi thi, agar kuch gir jata toh dhyan se unke hothon se saaf karti. Usme koi gussa nahi, sirf narmi aur chinta thi.
Pitaji use bade dhyan se dekh rahe the, unki nazar uske chehre par, jo unke itne kareeb tha, tikki hui thi. Unki aankhon mein ek moh ka bhaav aane laga. Rita ne shayad yeh notice kiya, uske kaan laal ho gaye, lekin woh khilati rahi. Uski mohabbat dekh kar uske chehre par halki si khushi jhalak rahi thi.
Khana khate waqt Pitaji bechain hone lage, sofa par uncomfortable hokar hilne lage. Woh baar-baar Rita ki taraf jhijhakte hue dekh rahe the, lekin Rita unhe khilane mein itni vyast thi ki usne unki pareshani nahi dekhi.
Pitaji ki bechaini badhti gayi, aur unke maathe par paseene ki boondein dikhne lagi. Rita ne aakhir notice kiya. “Pitaji, kya hua?” usne chinta se poochha. “Aapki tabiyat kharab lag rahi hai. Kya haath mein dard ho raha hai?” Ab uski awaaz mein sachchi ghabrahat thi.
Pitaji ka chehra sakht ho gaya, lekin unhone jawab nahi diya.
“Pitaji, kya hua? Batao! Main darr rahi hoon.” Usne soup rakha, khadi hui, aur unke kandhe par haath rakhkar halke se hila diya.
“Mujhe… mujhe bathroom jana hai,” unhone aakhir dheere se kaha. Rita ka chehra laal ho gaya. Pitaji dopahar ki chot ke baad se bathroom nahi gaye the, aur plaster ke saath woh apni pant khud nahi sambhal sakte the. Aur wahan koi aur madad ke liye nahi tha.
“Theek hai, Pitaji, main madad karti hoon.” Usne lambi saans li, khud ko sambhalte hue. Usne unka haath pakda aur dheere se unhe bathroom ki taraf le gayi. Maine jaldi se bathroom ka live feed chalu kiya.
Pitaji ka chehra sharmindagi se laal tha. Rita ne unhe toilet tak pahunchaya aur seat uthayi. Woh shant dikh rahi thi, lekin uske haath halke se kaanp rahe the.
Usne Pitaji ki taraf dekha, aur unhone jaldi nazar hata li, uski aankhon se aankh nahi mila sake. Usne gehri saans li aur unki belt ki taraf haath badhaya. Pitaji ne jhatka kha liya, piche hatne ki koshish ki, lekin unka haath plaster mein bandha tha.
Jaise hi woh belt kholne wali thi, usne unka reaction dekhkar ruk gayi. Ek chhoti si hansi uske hothon se nikal gayi, aur usne apna muh chhupaya, uski sundarta ekdum chamak uthi. Pitaji aur bhi ghabra gaye.
“Pitaji, aap itna ghabra kyun rahe hain!” usne narmi se kaha, uski hansi tham gayi. “Aap chotil hain. Agar main madad na karun, toh kaun karega? Waise bhi,” usne thodi si shaitani ke saath kaha, “aisa nahi ki maine pehle kuch nahi dekha.” Bolte hi uska chehra laal ho gaya, jab use ehsaas hua ki usne kya kaha.
Pitaji ne mushkil se ek halki si muskurahat di, apni kamar ko thoda normal position mein kiya.
Rita ne unki belt kholi aur dheere se pant neeche ki. Jab woh unke underwear ke kinaare tak pahunchi, usne ek pal ruki, saans li, aur phir use bhi neeche kiya. Pitaji ka *lund* aur ghane jhaanton wala hissa dikh gaya
. Jab uska haath unke *lund* se chhua, dono ke badan mein ek sihran daud gayi. Dono ke chehre laal the. Usne unka *lund* pakad kar toilet ki taraf kiya aur phir apna sir thoda ghuma liya, unhe thodi si privacy dete hue.Pitaji ne peshab shuru kiya, ek rahat bhari saans chhodi, shayad bandhan se chhutkara milne ki wajah se ya Rita ke haath ke sparsh se. Rita ne unhe narmi se pakda hua tha. Shayad yeh pehli baar nahi tha jab usne wahan chhua ho. Shuruaati jhijhak ke baad, dono shant ho gaye.Pitaji ka peshab lagbhag tees second tak chalta raha, yeh batata tha ki unhone kitna der se rok rakha tha. Agar woh khud sambhal sakte, toh madad nahi mangte. Jab woh khatam hue, Rita ne unka *lund* dheere se hilaya, bachi hui boondon ko jhatka diya, aur phir ek gila wipe nikal kar unhe saaf kiya. Woh ek wafadar patni ki tarah badi siddat se unki dekhbhal kar rahi thi.
Jab woh jhuki, uski neckline neeche khisak gayi, jisse uski *chuchiyon* ka upri hissa aur bra ka lace dikhne laga
. Pitaji ki nazar uske khule hisse par padi. Unke chehre se ghabrahat aur sharmindagi gayab ho gayi, aur uski jagah *hawas* aur *moh* ne le li.Rita ki *chuchiyan* unke liye bandish mein thi. Ek baar galti se chhune ke alawa, unhone kabhi inhe sach mein nahi chhua tha. Unhone Rita ke sharir ke doosre hisson ko chhua tha, lekin uski *chuchiyan* an-chhui thi, jo unke liye ek badi khichav ka karan thi. Jo cheez hamein nahi milti, uski chahat aksar sabse zyada hoti hai.
Pitaji ki nazar se bekhabar, Rita unhe saaf karti rahi. Unka *lund*, unhone notice nahi kiya, uske haath mein sakht hone laga, aur bada aur lamba ho gaya
. Woh uski *chuchiyon* ke nazare mein poori tarah se doob gaye the.Rita ne achanak yeh badlav mehsus kiya, unka *lund* uske haath mein poori tarah se khada ho gaya. Usne unki taraf dekha, hairan hokar. Woh uski *chuchiyon* ke cleavage ko ek tak dekh rahe the, madhosh hokar. Usne unki nazar ka rukh dekha aur samajh gayi ki uska kitna hissa dikh raha tha.
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