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1 hours aaram karne ke baad rahul living room me aaya soch ne laga
Dusri Taraf – Rahul-Neha Ka Sushma Ma’am Se Milne jese dilip se office me baat huvi vese
Dopahar ke 3:00 baje the. Rahul-Neha (Neha ke body mein) living room mein baitha tha. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi Ranganath ke mantra ghoom rahe the. Usne socha – ab time aa gaya hai Sushma Ma’am ko apne vash mein lene ka. Apni maa ko ek ek sex ka khilona dene usne mobile nikala
Usne Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body mein) ko call kiya.
**Call Connect Hoti Hai**
Rahul-Neha: “Beta… kahan ho?”
Neha-Rahul: “Maa… main room mein hoon. Kya hua?”
Rahul-Neha (normal awaaz mein, lekin andar se plan bana raha tha):
“Beta… Sushma Ma’am se milna hai. Unka tuition lagaana hai. Unka address bhej do. Main unse baat karna chahti hoon. Aaj hi mil lenge.”
Neha-Rahul thoda surprise hua raat ko baat ki thi papa ne lekin beta itni jaldi karega pata nahi tha , itni jaldi lekin usne turant address WhatsApp pe bhej diya.
“beta… yeh lo address. Sushma Ma’am ke ghar ka. Woh aaj ghar pe hi hongi. Aap jaa rahi ho kya?”
Rahul-Neha: “Haan maa… main abhi nikal rahi hoon. Tum bhi aa jaao. Unke ghar ke paas milte hain. 30 minute mein.”
Neha-Rahul: “Theek hai beta… main bhi nikalta hoon.”
**Call Cut**
Rahul-Neha ne phone rakha aur socha:
“Ab Sushma Ma’am… pehla target. Mantra istemal karke usko apne vash mein launga. Ranganath ne kaha tha – kisi ko bhi apne control mein kar sakti ho. Ab dekhte hain…”
Usne jaldi se ready hona shuru kiya – soft cream colour ki saree pehni, halka makeup, baal open. Body ko thoda seductive banaya taaki Sushma Ma’am pe asar pade.
Neha-Rahul bhi apne room se nikal kar ready hua. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi kal raat ki vasna ghoom rahi thi, lekin woh maa ke saath jaane ke liye nikal pada.
Dono Sushma Ma’am ke ghar ke paas milne wale the – 30 minute mein.
Sushma Ma’am Ke Ghar Pe – Dono Ki Mulakat
Dono Sushma Ma’am ke ghar ke bahar mil gaye. Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body mein) backpack le kar khada tha. Rahul-Neha (Neha ke body mein) cream colour ki soft saree mein tha – pallu dheela, halka makeup, baal open.
Rahul-Neha ne dheere se Neha-Rahul ke kaan ke paas bola:
“Beta… andar jaake mujhe ‘beta’ mat bolna. Sirf ‘Maa’ hi bolna. Samajh gaya na?”
Neha-Rahul ne sir hila diya:
“Haan… samajh gaya.”
Dono ne doorbell bajayi.
Sushma Ma’am ne darwaza khola. Woh 40 saal ki thi, height 5'6", figure 36-28-38, tight maroon saree pehne hue. Chehra sharp, aankhein strict, lekin smile ke saath.
Sushma Ma’am: “Arre Neha ji… aaiye aaiye. Aur yeh Rahul beta bhi aa gaya. Andar aaiye.”
Dono andar chale gaye. Drawing room clean aur simple tha. Sushma Ma’am ne unko sofa pe baithne ko kaha.
**Baatein Shuru**
Rahul-Neha ne soft awaaz mein bola:
“Sushma Ma’am… main aapse milne aayi hoon. Rahul ke numbers thode weak chal rahe hain. Isliye socha aapke paas tuition laga doon. Aapke guidance se uske numbers acche aa jayenge.”
Sushma Ma’am ne muskurate hue bola:
“Bilkul Neha ji. Rahul mera student hai. Main usko personally padhaungi. Roz 1 ghanta. Fees 3000 rupaye mahine ki hogi. Chalega?”
Rahul-Neha: “Haan Ma’am… bilkul theek hai. Aaj se hi shuru kar denge.”
Sushma Ma’am: “Accha. Pehle coffee pi lijiye. Main abhi bana ke laati hoon.”
Sushma Ma’am kitchen mein chali gayi.
Ab drawing room mein sirf Rahul-Neha aur Neha-Rahul akele the.
Rahul-Neha ne dheere se Neha-Rahul ki taraf dekha aur andar se socha:
“Ab mauka hai… Sushma Ma’am kitchen mein hai… thodi der baad mantra istemal karunga. Pehle isko (Neha-Rahul ko) aur control mein rakhta hoon.”
Neha-Rahul thoda uncomfortable baitha tha. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi kal raat ki vasna aur “maa” ki body ki yaad ghoom rahi thi. Woh sofa pe baith kar apni ungliyon se backpack ke strap ko ghumata raha.
Kamre mein thodi si khamoshi thi. Kitchen se coffee banane ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha ne halki si smile ke saath Neha-Rahul ki taraf dekha aur dheere se bola:
“Beta… tension mat lo. Sushma Ma’am acchi padhayengi. Numbers improve ho jayenge.”
Neha-Rahul ne sir hila diya, lekin uski nazar baar-baar Rahul-Neha ke body pe ja rahi thi – saree ka pallu, cleavage ka soft hint, aur soft smile.
**Sushma Ma’am Coffee Le Kar Aayi – Baatein Aur Hidden Feelings**
Sushma Ma’am kitchen se coffee ke teen cups le kar aayi. Usne tray table pe rakhi aur muskurate hue boli:
“Neha ji… Rahul… coffee ready hai. Garam-garam pi lijiye.”
Dono ne cup liya. Coffee ki khushboo room mein fail gayi. Sushma Ma’am unke saamne wali chair pe baith gayi. Uski maroon saree tight thi – blouse deep neck, kamar ka curve saaf dikhta tha, aur jab woh baithi toh hips aur gaand ka shape clearly nazar aa raha tha.
**Baatein Shuru**
Rahul-Neha ne coffee ka sip liya aur soft awaaz mein pucha:
“Sushma Ma’am… aapki family mein kaun-kaun hai?”
Sushma Ma’am ne halki si smile ke saath jawab diya:
“Bas main aur mere husband. Bachche nahi hain.”
Rahul-Neha ke chehre pe ek soft, understanding wali muskaan aa gayi. Usne pyar bhari awaaz mein bola:
“Isliye aap bachchon ko itna acche se apna samajh ke padhati hain… jaise apne hi bacche hon.”
Sushma Ma’am has padi. Rahul-Neha bhi hasne laga. Atmosphere thoda soft aur friendly ho gaya.
**Dusri Taraf – Neha-Rahul Ki Gandi Nazar**
Idhar Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body mein) coffee ka cup haath mein liye baitha tha, lekin uski nazar Sushma Ma’am ke kapdon ke upar se unke figure pe atak gayi thi.
Usne socha:
“Sushma Ma’am… yeh maroon saree… kitni tight hai… blouse mein boobs ka shape… kamar patli… gaand round… jab baithti hai toh hips ka curve… kitna sexy lag raha hai…”
Phir uski nazar apni “Maa” (Rahul-Neha) ki taraf chali gayi – jo abhi cream colour ki soft saree mein baithi thi.
Uske heavy 38D boobs pallu ke neeche se soft curve bana rahe the. Neha-Rahul ki nazar unpe ruk gayi.
Usne andar se socha:
“Maa… meri hi purani body… yeh boobs… yeh soft shape… main inko dekh raha hoon… gandi nazar se… kal raat bhi yahi body yaad karke muth maari thi… ab saamne dekh raha hoon… land hil raha hai…”
Neha-Rahul ka chehra thoda laal ho gaya. Usne coffee ka sip liya taaki apni nazar chhupa sake, lekin baar-baar uski aankhein Sushma Ma’am ke figure aur Rahul-Neha ke boobs pe ja rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha yeh sab notice kar raha tha. Uske chehre pe halki si jeet ki smile thi. Usne socha:
“Mantra ka asar abhi bhi chal raha hai… yeh mera beta meri body ko gandi nazar se dekh raha hai… aur Sushma Ma’am ko bhi… ab dheere-dheere main isko aur control karunga.”
Baatein continue rahi. Sushma Ma’am tuition ke time aur syllabus ke baare mein bata rahi thi, lekin room mein ek alag si tension thi – Neha-Rahul ki chhupi hui vasna,
**Sushma Ma’am Ke Ghar Mein – Mantra Ka Power Aur Strong Feeling**
Coffee ke cups almost khali ho chuke the. Baatein ab tuition ke details pe aa chuki thi – kitne din, kitne baje, kaunse subjects. Atmosphere abhi bhi friendly tha, lekin Neha-Rahul ki nazar baar-baar Sushma Ma’am ke tight maroon saree ke figure aur Rahul-Neha ke soft cream saree ke heavy curves pe ja rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha ne apna cup table pe rakha aur dheere se bola:
“Sushma Ma’am… coffee bahut acchi thi. Ab humein jaana chahiye.”
Sushma Ma’am ne muskurate hue teenon cups uthaye aur boli:
“Ji Neha ji… main yeh cups kitchen mein rakh aati hoon. Aap log baithiye.”
Sushma Ma’am tray le kar kitchen ki taraf chali gayi. Jaise hi woh nazar se door hui, Rahul-Neha ne mauka dekh liya. Usne apne bag se Ranganath ke diye hue laal patthar nikaale, haath mein dabaye rakhe aur dheere se (sirf apne dimag mein) teesra mantra padha – “Kisi ke mann mein koi bhi baat daal sakti ho.”
Usne poori concentration ke saath Sushma Ma’am ke dimag mein strong feeling bheji:
“Sushma… yeh ladka Rahul… tera student… uske liye tere andar ek gehli, zabardast attraction aur vasna jaag jaaye. Tu usko dekhte hi apne aap ko control na kar paaye. Uski body, uski aankhein, uski awaaz… sab tujhe attract kare. Tu uske liye soft, caring aur andar se bechain ho jaaye. Yeh feeling itni strong ho ki tu usko sirf student na samjhe…”
Mantra ka power kitchen tak pahunch gaya.
**Sushma Ma’am Wapas Aati Hai**
2-3 minute baad Sushma Ma’am wapas drawing room mein aayi. Uske chehre pe pehle jaisi normal smile nahi thi. Aankhein thodi alag thi – soft, thodi nam, aur jab uski nazar Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body) pe padi toh woh ek second ke liye ruk gayi.
Usne socha (jo abhi-abhi daali gayi thi):
“Yeh ladka… Rahul… kitna attractive lag raha hai aaj… uski aankhein… uska face… uski body… mujhe dekhte hi andar kuch ho raha hai… yeh feeling… pehle kabhi nahi aayi thi… main uski teacher hoon… lekin yeh bechaini… yeh attraction… control nahi ho raha…”
Sushma Ma’am ne apni saree ka pallu thoda adjust kiya (jaan-bujh kar) aur dheere se boli, awaaz pehle se soft:
“Neha ji… aap log jaa rahe hain? Rahul… kal se roz shaam 5 baje aa jaana. Main personally padhaungi.”
Rahul-Neha ne yeh change notice kar liya. Uske chehre pe halki si jeet ki smile aa gayi. Usne soft awaaz mein bola:
“Ji Ma’am… ab se mera beta aapke paas hi aata rahega. Roz. Aap uska poora dhyan rakhna. Main tension free ho jaungi.”
Sushma Ma’am ne Neha-Rahul ki taraf dekha – uski aankhein uspe tik gayi. Usne thoda sa jhuk kar bola, awaaz mein ek naya warmth tha:
“Rahul… tension mat lena. Main tumhara poora khayal rakhungi. Jo bhi problem hogi… mujhe bata dena. Main hoon na…”
Neha-Rahul ko yeh sudden softness thoda ajeeb lagi. Usne sir hila diya, lekin uski nazar bhi Sushma Ma’am ke deep neck blouse aur tight figure pe ja rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha ne uthte hue bola:
“Chaliye Ma’am… ab hum chalte hain. Kal se Rahul aapke paas regular aayega.”
Sushma Ma’am unko gate tak chhodne aayi. Jaate waqt uski nazar baar-baar Neha-Rahul pe ja rahi thi. Uske dimag mein ab strong feeling ghoom rahi thi – attraction, bechaini, aur ek ajeeb si softness.
Rahul-Neha ne gate se bahar nikalte hue andar se socha:
“Mantra kaam kar gaya… Sushma Ma’am ke dimag mein ab mere beta ke liye strong feeling aa gayi hai. Ab dheere-dheere main isko aur gehra karunga. Ranganath ke mantra sach mein powerful hain.”
Dono road pe nikal gaye. Neha-Rahul abhi bhi confuse tha – Sushma Ma’am ki aankhon mein jo naya look tha, woh usko samajh nahi aa raha tha. Rahul-Neha ke chehre pe shanti thi… plan successful ho gaya tha.
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Dusri Taraf – Rahul-Neha Ka Sushma Ma’am Se Milne jese dilip se office me baat huvi vese
Dopahar ke 3:00 baje the. Rahul-Neha (Neha ke body mein) living room mein baitha tha. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi Ranganath ke mantra ghoom rahe the. Usne socha – ab time aa gaya hai Sushma Ma’am ko apne vash mein lene ka. Apni maa ko ek ek sex ka khilona dene usne mobile nikala
Usne Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body mein) ko call kiya.
**Call Connect Hoti Hai**
Rahul-Neha: “Beta… kahan ho?”
Neha-Rahul: “Maa… main room mein hoon. Kya hua?”
Rahul-Neha (normal awaaz mein, lekin andar se plan bana raha tha):
“Beta… Sushma Ma’am se milna hai. Unka tuition lagaana hai. Unka address bhej do. Main unse baat karna chahti hoon. Aaj hi mil lenge.”
Neha-Rahul thoda surprise hua raat ko baat ki thi papa ne lekin beta itni jaldi karega pata nahi tha , itni jaldi lekin usne turant address WhatsApp pe bhej diya.
“beta… yeh lo address. Sushma Ma’am ke ghar ka. Woh aaj ghar pe hi hongi. Aap jaa rahi ho kya?”
Rahul-Neha: “Haan maa… main abhi nikal rahi hoon. Tum bhi aa jaao. Unke ghar ke paas milte hain. 30 minute mein.”
Neha-Rahul: “Theek hai beta… main bhi nikalta hoon.”
**Call Cut**
Rahul-Neha ne phone rakha aur socha:
“Ab Sushma Ma’am… pehla target. Mantra istemal karke usko apne vash mein launga. Ranganath ne kaha tha – kisi ko bhi apne control mein kar sakti ho. Ab dekhte hain…”
Usne jaldi se ready hona shuru kiya – soft cream colour ki saree pehni, halka makeup, baal open. Body ko thoda seductive banaya taaki Sushma Ma’am pe asar pade.
Neha-Rahul bhi apne room se nikal kar ready hua. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi kal raat ki vasna ghoom rahi thi, lekin woh maa ke saath jaane ke liye nikal pada.
Dono Sushma Ma’am ke ghar ke paas milne wale the – 30 minute mein.
Sushma Ma’am Ke Ghar Pe – Dono Ki Mulakat
Dono Sushma Ma’am ke ghar ke bahar mil gaye. Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body mein) backpack le kar khada tha. Rahul-Neha (Neha ke body mein) cream colour ki soft saree mein tha – pallu dheela, halka makeup, baal open.
Rahul-Neha ne dheere se Neha-Rahul ke kaan ke paas bola:
“Beta… andar jaake mujhe ‘beta’ mat bolna. Sirf ‘Maa’ hi bolna. Samajh gaya na?”
Neha-Rahul ne sir hila diya:
“Haan… samajh gaya.”
Dono ne doorbell bajayi.
Sushma Ma’am ne darwaza khola. Woh 40 saal ki thi, height 5'6", figure 36-28-38, tight maroon saree pehne hue. Chehra sharp, aankhein strict, lekin smile ke saath.
Sushma Ma’am: “Arre Neha ji… aaiye aaiye. Aur yeh Rahul beta bhi aa gaya. Andar aaiye.”
Dono andar chale gaye. Drawing room clean aur simple tha. Sushma Ma’am ne unko sofa pe baithne ko kaha.
**Baatein Shuru**
Rahul-Neha ne soft awaaz mein bola:
“Sushma Ma’am… main aapse milne aayi hoon. Rahul ke numbers thode weak chal rahe hain. Isliye socha aapke paas tuition laga doon. Aapke guidance se uske numbers acche aa jayenge.”
Sushma Ma’am ne muskurate hue bola:
“Bilkul Neha ji. Rahul mera student hai. Main usko personally padhaungi. Roz 1 ghanta. Fees 3000 rupaye mahine ki hogi. Chalega?”
Rahul-Neha: “Haan Ma’am… bilkul theek hai. Aaj se hi shuru kar denge.”
Sushma Ma’am: “Accha. Pehle coffee pi lijiye. Main abhi bana ke laati hoon.”
Sushma Ma’am kitchen mein chali gayi.
Ab drawing room mein sirf Rahul-Neha aur Neha-Rahul akele the.
Rahul-Neha ne dheere se Neha-Rahul ki taraf dekha aur andar se socha:
“Ab mauka hai… Sushma Ma’am kitchen mein hai… thodi der baad mantra istemal karunga. Pehle isko (Neha-Rahul ko) aur control mein rakhta hoon.”
Neha-Rahul thoda uncomfortable baitha tha. Uske dimag mein abhi bhi kal raat ki vasna aur “maa” ki body ki yaad ghoom rahi thi. Woh sofa pe baith kar apni ungliyon se backpack ke strap ko ghumata raha.
Kamre mein thodi si khamoshi thi. Kitchen se coffee banane ki awaaz aa rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha ne halki si smile ke saath Neha-Rahul ki taraf dekha aur dheere se bola:
“Beta… tension mat lo. Sushma Ma’am acchi padhayengi. Numbers improve ho jayenge.”
Neha-Rahul ne sir hila diya, lekin uski nazar baar-baar Rahul-Neha ke body pe ja rahi thi – saree ka pallu, cleavage ka soft hint, aur soft smile.
**Sushma Ma’am Coffee Le Kar Aayi – Baatein Aur Hidden Feelings**
Sushma Ma’am kitchen se coffee ke teen cups le kar aayi. Usne tray table pe rakhi aur muskurate hue boli:
“Neha ji… Rahul… coffee ready hai. Garam-garam pi lijiye.”
Dono ne cup liya. Coffee ki khushboo room mein fail gayi. Sushma Ma’am unke saamne wali chair pe baith gayi. Uski maroon saree tight thi – blouse deep neck, kamar ka curve saaf dikhta tha, aur jab woh baithi toh hips aur gaand ka shape clearly nazar aa raha tha.
**Baatein Shuru**
Rahul-Neha ne coffee ka sip liya aur soft awaaz mein pucha:
“Sushma Ma’am… aapki family mein kaun-kaun hai?”
Sushma Ma’am ne halki si smile ke saath jawab diya:
“Bas main aur mere husband. Bachche nahi hain.”
Rahul-Neha ke chehre pe ek soft, understanding wali muskaan aa gayi. Usne pyar bhari awaaz mein bola:
“Isliye aap bachchon ko itna acche se apna samajh ke padhati hain… jaise apne hi bacche hon.”
Sushma Ma’am has padi. Rahul-Neha bhi hasne laga. Atmosphere thoda soft aur friendly ho gaya.
**Dusri Taraf – Neha-Rahul Ki Gandi Nazar**
Idhar Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body mein) coffee ka cup haath mein liye baitha tha, lekin uski nazar Sushma Ma’am ke kapdon ke upar se unke figure pe atak gayi thi.
Usne socha:
“Sushma Ma’am… yeh maroon saree… kitni tight hai… blouse mein boobs ka shape… kamar patli… gaand round… jab baithti hai toh hips ka curve… kitna sexy lag raha hai…”
Phir uski nazar apni “Maa” (Rahul-Neha) ki taraf chali gayi – jo abhi cream colour ki soft saree mein baithi thi.
Uske heavy 38D boobs pallu ke neeche se soft curve bana rahe the. Neha-Rahul ki nazar unpe ruk gayi.
Usne andar se socha:
“Maa… meri hi purani body… yeh boobs… yeh soft shape… main inko dekh raha hoon… gandi nazar se… kal raat bhi yahi body yaad karke muth maari thi… ab saamne dekh raha hoon… land hil raha hai…”
Neha-Rahul ka chehra thoda laal ho gaya. Usne coffee ka sip liya taaki apni nazar chhupa sake, lekin baar-baar uski aankhein Sushma Ma’am ke figure aur Rahul-Neha ke boobs pe ja rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha yeh sab notice kar raha tha. Uske chehre pe halki si jeet ki smile thi. Usne socha:
“Mantra ka asar abhi bhi chal raha hai… yeh mera beta meri body ko gandi nazar se dekh raha hai… aur Sushma Ma’am ko bhi… ab dheere-dheere main isko aur control karunga.”
Baatein continue rahi. Sushma Ma’am tuition ke time aur syllabus ke baare mein bata rahi thi, lekin room mein ek alag si tension thi – Neha-Rahul ki chhupi hui vasna,
**Sushma Ma’am Ke Ghar Mein – Mantra Ka Power Aur Strong Feeling**
Coffee ke cups almost khali ho chuke the. Baatein ab tuition ke details pe aa chuki thi – kitne din, kitne baje, kaunse subjects. Atmosphere abhi bhi friendly tha, lekin Neha-Rahul ki nazar baar-baar Sushma Ma’am ke tight maroon saree ke figure aur Rahul-Neha ke soft cream saree ke heavy curves pe ja rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha ne apna cup table pe rakha aur dheere se bola:
“Sushma Ma’am… coffee bahut acchi thi. Ab humein jaana chahiye.”
Sushma Ma’am ne muskurate hue teenon cups uthaye aur boli:
“Ji Neha ji… main yeh cups kitchen mein rakh aati hoon. Aap log baithiye.”
Sushma Ma’am tray le kar kitchen ki taraf chali gayi. Jaise hi woh nazar se door hui, Rahul-Neha ne mauka dekh liya. Usne apne bag se Ranganath ke diye hue laal patthar nikaale, haath mein dabaye rakhe aur dheere se (sirf apne dimag mein) teesra mantra padha – “Kisi ke mann mein koi bhi baat daal sakti ho.”
Usne poori concentration ke saath Sushma Ma’am ke dimag mein strong feeling bheji:
“Sushma… yeh ladka Rahul… tera student… uske liye tere andar ek gehli, zabardast attraction aur vasna jaag jaaye. Tu usko dekhte hi apne aap ko control na kar paaye. Uski body, uski aankhein, uski awaaz… sab tujhe attract kare. Tu uske liye soft, caring aur andar se bechain ho jaaye. Yeh feeling itni strong ho ki tu usko sirf student na samjhe…”
Mantra ka power kitchen tak pahunch gaya.
**Sushma Ma’am Wapas Aati Hai**
2-3 minute baad Sushma Ma’am wapas drawing room mein aayi. Uske chehre pe pehle jaisi normal smile nahi thi. Aankhein thodi alag thi – soft, thodi nam, aur jab uski nazar Neha-Rahul (Rahul ke body) pe padi toh woh ek second ke liye ruk gayi.
Usne socha (jo abhi-abhi daali gayi thi):
“Yeh ladka… Rahul… kitna attractive lag raha hai aaj… uski aankhein… uska face… uski body… mujhe dekhte hi andar kuch ho raha hai… yeh feeling… pehle kabhi nahi aayi thi… main uski teacher hoon… lekin yeh bechaini… yeh attraction… control nahi ho raha…”
Sushma Ma’am ne apni saree ka pallu thoda adjust kiya (jaan-bujh kar) aur dheere se boli, awaaz pehle se soft:
“Neha ji… aap log jaa rahe hain? Rahul… kal se roz shaam 5 baje aa jaana. Main personally padhaungi.”
Rahul-Neha ne yeh change notice kar liya. Uske chehre pe halki si jeet ki smile aa gayi. Usne soft awaaz mein bola:
“Ji Ma’am… ab se mera beta aapke paas hi aata rahega. Roz. Aap uska poora dhyan rakhna. Main tension free ho jaungi.”
Sushma Ma’am ne Neha-Rahul ki taraf dekha – uski aankhein uspe tik gayi. Usne thoda sa jhuk kar bola, awaaz mein ek naya warmth tha:
“Rahul… tension mat lena. Main tumhara poora khayal rakhungi. Jo bhi problem hogi… mujhe bata dena. Main hoon na…”
Neha-Rahul ko yeh sudden softness thoda ajeeb lagi. Usne sir hila diya, lekin uski nazar bhi Sushma Ma’am ke deep neck blouse aur tight figure pe ja rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha ne uthte hue bola:
“Chaliye Ma’am… ab hum chalte hain. Kal se Rahul aapke paas regular aayega.”
Sushma Ma’am unko gate tak chhodne aayi. Jaate waqt uski nazar baar-baar Neha-Rahul pe ja rahi thi. Uske dimag mein ab strong feeling ghoom rahi thi – attraction, bechaini, aur ek ajeeb si softness.
Rahul-Neha ne gate se bahar nikalte hue andar se socha:
“Mantra kaam kar gaya… Sushma Ma’am ke dimag mein ab mere beta ke liye strong feeling aa gayi hai. Ab dheere-dheere main isko aur gehra karunga. Ranganath ke mantra sach mein powerful hain.”
Dono road pe nikal gaye. Neha-Rahul abhi bhi confuse tha – Sushma Ma’am ki aankhon mein jo naya look tha, woh usko samajh nahi aa raha tha. Rahul-Neha ke chehre pe shanti thi… plan successful ho gaya tha.
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Apni wife ke jaate hi dilip ne lunch karne chala gaya.
Dilip ka Kamini ko Message
Dopahar ke 2:40 baje the. Dilip apne office desk par baitha tha. Lunch break khatam hone wala tha. Files ke beech uska dimaag kahin aur ghum raha tha.
Kal shaam metro ke paas hui mulakat yaad aa rahi thi – Kamini ki peach kurti, uski soft awaaz, uske haath ka touch, aur woh baat:
“Ab toh aap humein yaad bhi nahi karte…”
Dilip ne phone uthaya. WhatsApp khola. Kamini ka chat pehle se tha, lekin last message kai din purana. Usne socha:
Itni badi officer hain… IPS… mere jaise simple aadmi ko message karna… lekin kal unki aankhon mein kuch tha. Ek mssage toh bhej hi sakta hoon.”*
Usne type kiya:
Dilip:
Good noon Kamini ji
Thoda socha, phir send kar diya. Phone side rakh diya. Mann mein thodi si ghabrahat thi – kya reply aayega, ya ignore kar dengi?
Sirf 40-50 second baad phone vibrate hua.
**Kamini:**
Good noon Dilip ji vo khadi thi tab vo sidha chair par jaake beth gai
Dilip ne turant chat khola. Uske chehre par halki si muskaan aa gayi. Usne phir type kiya:
**Dilip:**
Kal aapko dekh kar accha laga. Aap kaise hain aaj? Pihu kaisi hai?
Kamini ke taraf…
Kamini apne cabin mein baithi thi. Phone par Dilip ka message dekhte hi uska dil zor se dhadak gaya. Usne screen ko dekhte hue socha:
*“Usne pehle message kiya… Good noon… itne din baad. Mera dil bhar aaya. Main is aadmi ko kitna miss karti hoon. Yeh crush… yeh feeling… main kaise control karun?”*
Usne reply type kiya, thoda emotional lekin control mein:
**Kamini:**
Main theek hoon Dilip ji. Aapke message se din accha ho gaya. Pihu… wahi, pehle jaisi nahi. Aap bataiye, aap kaise hain? Office ka pressure toh nahi?
Dilip ne padha. Uske dil mein bhi halka sa armaan jag raha tha. Usne normal tarike se reply kiya:
**Dilip:**
Main bhi theek hoon. Office normal chal raha hai. Aap apna khayal rakhna. Bahut busy rehti hain aap.
**Kamini:**
Aap bhi. Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai koi poochhe bhi nahi ki main theek hoon ya nahi. Aapke message se accha laga.
Dilip ne yeh last line padhi toh uske dil mein kuch hil gaya. Usne socha – “Yeh aurat sach mein akeli feel karti hai.” Usne type kiya:
**Dilip:**
Aisa mat socho. Aap strong ho. Main… main yaad karta hoon aapko.
Bhejne se pehle usne thoda socha, phir bhi send kar diya.
Kamini ne yeh message padhte hi aankhein band kar li. Uske dil mein pyar aur tadap dono ek saath the. Usne socha:
*“Woh yaad karta hai… itna kaafi hai abhi ke liye. Main usse kitna chahti hoon, lekin bol nahi sakti.”*
Usne soft reply kiya:
**Kamini:**
Thank you Dilip ji. Aap bhi yaad aate ho. Khayal rakhna apna.
Tabhi Dilip ke boss ne cabin se awaaz di – koi urgent file chahiye thi. Dilip ne jaldi se type kiya:
**Dilip:**
Kamini ji, abhi kaam aa gaya hai. Baad mein baat karte hain. Aap bhi apna khayal rakhna.
**Kamini:**
Theek hai. Baad mein. Bye.
Dono ne chat wahan chhod diya.
Dilip ne phone rakh diya aur files mein busy ho gaya, lekin uske chehre par ab bhi halki si muskaan thi.
Dusri taraf Kamini ne phone ko seene se lagaya aur aankhein band ki. Uske dil mein Dilip ke liye jo crush tha, woh aaj aur gehra ho gaya tha. Ek chhota sa “Good noon” uske din ko alag bana gaya tha.
Dono apne-apne kaam mein lag gaye… lekin dil mein ek soft, chhupa hua connection ab aur strong ho chuka tha.
Ghar Aane ke Baad – Maa-Beta ki Baat
Dono Sushma Ma’am ke ghar se wapas aa chuke the. Time lagbhag 5.10 ho raha tha. Ghar mein thodi si shanti thi. Dilip abhi office mein tha.
Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ne heels utaare aur living room mein baith gayi. Usne red blouse aur black saree mein hi rehna better samjha. Neha (Rahul ki body mein) uske saamne sofa par baith gayi. Uske chehre par abhi bhi Sushma Ma’am aur apni purani body ki images ghum rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha ne pehle normal maa wali awaaz mein baat shuru ki.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Beta… college ki padhai thodi hard ho rahi hai na? Main dekh rahi thi Accounts ke questions. Agar sirf class se clear nahi ho raha toh tension mat lo. Sushma Ma’am ke saath acche se padh paoge. Woh clear karwa dengi. Bas regular jaana aur dhyan se sunna.”
Neha (Rahul body) ne sir hilaaya. Awaaz uske bete jaisi thi, lekin andar se woh maa thi.
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Haan beta… baat sahi hai. Main dhyan se padh lungi. Teri future kharab nahi hone dungi. Jo bhi Ma’am bolengi, main follow karungi.”
Thodi der chup rahi. Phir Rahul-Neha ne uske chehre ko gaur se dekha. Usne notice kiya tha ki aaj “bete” ki nazar alag thi – Sushma Ma’am ke ghar par bhi, aur ab ghar mein bhi.
**Rahul-Neha** (thoda soft lekin seedhe sawal ke saath):
“Ek baat poochhun Maa… aajkal aap bahut khoi hui lag rahi ho. Kya baat hai? Aaj main dekh rahi thi… tumhari nazar mujhe badli si lagi. Agar koi baat hai toh bolo. Main samajh sakti hoon.”
Neha (Rahul body) ka dil zor se dhadak gaya. Woh thoda shock mein aa gayi. Uske mann mein turant aaya:
*“Kya bolu… main abhi thodi der pehle apni
hi body ko nanga imagine kar rahi thi. Red blouse mein, pink lipstick ke saath… uske curves… aur Sushma Ma’am ko bhi. Mera lund tight ho gaya tha unke saamne. Ab yeh poochh rahi hai…”*
Usne jaldi se normal expression banaya aur thoda sharmaate hue bola:
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Kuch nahi beta… aisa kuch nahi hai. Bas padhai ka pressure hai. Aur… meri nazar… aajkal thodi alag ho gayi hai shayad. Apni body ko… thodi bahar walon jaisi nazar se dekhne lagi hoon. Matlab… dekhne ka tareeka change ho gaya hai. Kuch khaas nahi.”
Rahul-Neha ne uski aankhon mein dekha. Usne samajh liya tha ki andar kuch chal raha hai, lekin usne abhi deep mein nahi gaya. Usne halka sa smile kiya.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Theek hai… agar kuch ho toh batana. Main hoon na.”
Dono ke beech baat yahin khatam ho gayi. Tabhi Neha-Rahul ke phone par call aa gaya. Usne dekha – kisi college friend ka tha.
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Beta, yeh call aa gaya hai… main bahar jakar baat karta hoon.”
Woh utha aur balcony ki taraf nikal gaya.
Rahul-Neha akele reh gayi. Usne gehri saans li. Phir uthi aur bedroom mein chali gayi. aur saree utaare.
Mirror ke saamne khadi hokar soft light purple colour ki nighty pehen li – thin fabric, knee length, andar sirf panty. Baal khule chhod diye.
Nighty pehenne ke baad woh kitchen ki taraf chal di. Raat ka dinner banane ka time ho gaya tha. Usne socha:
Maa meri body ko alag nazar se dekh rahi hai… attraction badh raha hai. Sushma Ma’am wala angle bhi interesting hai. Maa ko mera gift hay Ab dinner banaun… Dilip aane wala hoga.”*
Kitchen mein lights on karke usne sabzi aur roti ka samaan nikaala. Nighty mein uska figure soft aur comfortable lag raha tha. Bahar balcony se Neha-Rahul ki awaaz aa rahi thi – call par baat karte hue.
Ghar mein normal routine chal raha tha… lekin har ek ke andar alag-alag raaz aur desires badh rahe the.
Shaam ka Kitchen – Romantic aur Intimate Scene**
Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ghar aakar thoda aaram kiya. Sushma Ma’am wale mulakat ke baad uska dimaag thoda bhari tha, lekin usne kapde change karke soft cotton nighty pehen li. Shaam ke 6 baje tak woh kitchen mein aa gayi thi. Raat ka dinner ready kar rahi thi – daal, roti, aloo gobhi. Chhote-chhote kaam karte hue uske mann mein sochen chal rahi thi.
Usne roti belte hue gehri saans li. Nighty thin thi, andar bra nahi thi, sirf panty. Jab bhi woh jhukti, uske 38D breasts soft movement karte. Kitchen mein halki si bhubhukh aur masalon ki khushboo faili hui thi.
Tabhi 7 baje ke around door ki key ghumi. Dilip office se jaldi aa gaya tha. Usne jootey utaare aur seedha kitchen ki taraf chala aaya. Rahul-Neha ne peeche se uski footsteps sun li thi.
Dilip ne bina kuch kahe uske peeche jaakar dono haathon se uski kamar pakad li aur tightly gale laga liya. Usne apna face uski gardan aur balon mein chhupa diya.
**Dilip** (garam awaaz mein):
“Neha… aaj jaldi nikal aaya. Tumhe miss kar raha tha.”
Rahul-Neha ne muskurate hue apni gand peeche ki taraf dabayi – jaan-bujh kar Dilip ke crotch par. Usne mehsoos kiya ki Dilip ka lund pehle se hi thoda tight ho raha tha. Usne apni soft gand ko uske lund par dheere-dheere ragadna shuru kiya.
**Rahul-Neha** (soft, thodi naughty awaaz mein):
“Ji… main bhi aapka wait kar rahi thi. Aap itni jaldi aa gaye… accha laga.”
Dilip ke haath uski nighty ke andar chale gaye. Usne peeche se uske bare pet aur phir upar jaakar
uske soft breasts ko pakad liya. Nipples pehle se thode hard the. Usne unko dheere se dabaya aur gardan par kiss karne laga.
**Dilip**:
“Kitni soft ho aaj… yeh nighty tum par bahut pyari lag rahi hai. Batao… Sharma ke saath kya hua? Interview kaisa raha? Usne kaisa behave kiya?”
Rahul-Neha ne apni gand aur tightly uske lund par dabayi. Ab Dilip ka lund poora hard ho chuka tha, pants ke andar clear feel ho raha tha. Woh counter par haath rakh kar thoda jhuk gayi, taaki uski gand aur better press ho.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Ji… unhone normal sawal pooche. Hobbies, kaam ke baare mein. Lekin unki nazar… thodi zyada thi. Baar-baar mere body par jaati thi. Blouse ke neck par, mere hips par. Main samajh gayi thi ki woh kya soch rahe hain. Lekin main dar nahi dikhaya. Soft soft baat ki, professional rahi. Unhone keh diya ki joining karwa denge.”
Dilip ne uske breasts ko thoda zor se dabaya. Uski saansein tez ho gayi thi. Woh Rahul-Neha ki gardan chaat raha tha.
**Dilip**:
“Maine socha tha… uski nazar pehle bhi party mein alag thi. Tum theek toh ho na?”
Rahul-Neha (moan jaisi awaaz mein, gand ragadte hue):
“Haan ji… main theek hoon. Lekin… ab mera irada nahi hai job join karne ka. Mujhe woh nazar pasand nahi aayi. Aap mana kar dena unko. Bol dena ki ghar ke kaam ki wajah se main nahi kar paungi. Main aapke saath ghar par hi rehna chahti hoon.”
Dilip ne usko ghuma kar apne saamne kiya. Usne uske chehre ko dono haathon mein pakda aur gehra kiss kiya – tongue se, hungry tarike se. Phir uske lips se alag hokar bola:
Dilip
“Koi baat nahi meri jaan. Main mana kar dunga. Jo tum kahoji, wahi hoga. Mujhe tum par pura yakeen hai. Tumhari khushi sabse pehle hai.
Tabhi bola tum frash ho jao me tab taak dinner ready kar leti hu jaanu .dilip bhi maan gaya apne bedroom me chala gaya .
Dusri taraf kamni
****Raat 8 Baje – Kamini ka Ghar Aana aur Private Moment**
Kamini office ka kaam khatam karke bilkul 8 baje ghar pahunchi. Uniform utaar kar civilian clothes mein thi – simple white top aur black trousers. Thakaan chehre par saaf dikh rahi thi. Ghar ka door kholte hi usne Pihu ko dekha.
Pihu living room mein floor par baithi thi. Uske saath ek middle-aged aaya (caretaker) baithi hui thi. Dono puzzle game khel rahe the. Pihu ne mummy ko dekhte hi uth kar hug kiya.
**Pihu**:
“Mummy… aaj late ho gayi. Main wait kar rahi thi.”
Kamini ne uske baal sehlaate hue normal maa wali soft awaaz mein kaha:
**Kamini**:
“Haan baby… aaj office mein thoda zyada kaam tha. Tumne khana kha liya? Aaya ke saath acchi tarah khelo. Main naha kar aati hoon, phir tumhare saath baithungi.”
Usne aaya se bhi normal baat ki – “Pihu ko time se sula dena, main 20-25 minute mein aa jaungi.” Phir woh apne bedroom ki taraf chal di.
Bedroom mein aate hi usne andar se lock laga diya. Lights dim ki. Pehle uniform aur civilian clothes almirah mein rakhe. Phir bathroom mein chali gayi.
Shower on kiya. Garam paani uske thake hue badan par girne laga. Usne aankhein band kar li. Paani uske baalon
, peeth, aur body se hote hue neeche beh raha tha. Thakaan dheere-dheere utar rahi thi, lekin dimaag mein ek chehra ghum raha tha – **Dilip**.
Shower ke dauran uske mann mein dopahar wala chat yaad aaya.
*“Usne pehle ‘Good noon’ likha… itne din baad. Uske messages… ‘Main yaad karta hoon aapko’… yeh baat ab bhi mere dimaag mein ghum rahi hai.”*
Shower khatam karke usne towel se body ponchi. Mirror ke saamne khadi hokar usne apne aap ko dekha –
wet baal, fresh skin, 38D figure. Usne soft light peach colour ki nighty pehen li. Phir bed par aa kar let gayi aur mobile uthaya.
WhatsApp khola. Dilip ka chat open tha. Usne un purane messages ko dobara padha.
**Kamini ka Mann (gehri erotic + emotional feelings ke saath):**
*“Dilip… tumhare messages padh kar aaj pura din mera pagal tha. Tum itne simple ho, itne genuine. Jab tumne kaha ‘Main yaad karta hoon aapko’… mera dil pure tarike se pighal gaya.*
*Main sochti hoon tumhare haath kaise honge… jab tumne kal park mein mera haath touch kiya tha, toh current si daud gayi thi. Tumhari awaaz… us soft, thodi si heavy awaaz mein agar tum mera naam lo… ‘Kamini’… toh main kuch bhi kar baithun.*
*Aaj shower mein paani girte waqt main tumhara soch rahi thi. Agar tum yahan hote… agar tum mere peeche khade hote… toh kya hota?
Tumhare haath meri kamar par… meri wet body ko touch karte… meri choochiyon ko sehlaate…*
*Mera badan ab bhi garam hai. Nighty ke andar meri skin sensitive ho rahi hai. Main tumhe chahti hoon Dilip… sirf ek baar tumhe kareeb se mehsoos karna hai. Tumhari saansein meri gardan par… tumhare honth…
*Main IPS hoon… strong dikhti hoon sabko… lekin andar se main ek akeli aurat hoon jo tumhare jaise simple, caring aadmi ke liye tadap rahi hai. Tumhari wife hai… main jaanti hoon… lekin dil nahi maanta.*
*Agar tum abhi message kar do… toh main sab kuch bhool kar tumse baat karne lagun. Agar tum kaho toh main tumhare liye kuch bhi karne ko taiyar ho jaun… bas ek baar mujhe feel kara do ki main bhi kisi ki zaruri hoon.”*
Kamini ne aankhein band kar li. Uski saansein thodi tez ho gayi thi. Usne apne haath ko nighty ke upar se apne body par phera – pehle pet par, phir dheere se upar. Dilip ki yaad se uske andar jo aag lagi thi, woh ab aur gehrti ja rahi thi.
Usne phone ko seene se lagaya aur dheere se bola:
“Dilip… tum kahan ho abhi…?”
Bahar se Pihu ki halki awaaz aa rahi thi. Kamini ne jaldi se apne aap ko control kiya, nighty theek ki, aur so
cha:
*“Pehle Pihu ko time dena hai… raat ko phir se sochungi tumhe.”*
Woh bed se uthi, door ka lock khola, aur living room ki taraf chal di – lekin uske dimaag aur body mein Dilip ki yaad ab bhi tezi se dhadak rahi thi.
To be counted
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Dilip ka Kamini ko Message
Dopahar ke 2:40 baje the. Dilip apne office desk par baitha tha. Lunch break khatam hone wala tha. Files ke beech uska dimaag kahin aur ghum raha tha.
Kal shaam metro ke paas hui mulakat yaad aa rahi thi – Kamini ki peach kurti, uski soft awaaz, uske haath ka touch, aur woh baat:
“Ab toh aap humein yaad bhi nahi karte…”
Dilip ne phone uthaya. WhatsApp khola. Kamini ka chat pehle se tha, lekin last message kai din purana. Usne socha:
Itni badi officer hain… IPS… mere jaise simple aadmi ko message karna… lekin kal unki aankhon mein kuch tha. Ek mssage toh bhej hi sakta hoon.”*
Usne type kiya:
Dilip:
Good noon Kamini ji
Thoda socha, phir send kar diya. Phone side rakh diya. Mann mein thodi si ghabrahat thi – kya reply aayega, ya ignore kar dengi?
Sirf 40-50 second baad phone vibrate hua.
**Kamini:**
Good noon Dilip ji vo khadi thi tab vo sidha chair par jaake beth gai
Dilip ne turant chat khola. Uske chehre par halki si muskaan aa gayi. Usne phir type kiya:
**Dilip:**
Kal aapko dekh kar accha laga. Aap kaise hain aaj? Pihu kaisi hai?
Kamini ke taraf…
Kamini apne cabin mein baithi thi. Phone par Dilip ka message dekhte hi uska dil zor se dhadak gaya. Usne screen ko dekhte hue socha:
*“Usne pehle message kiya… Good noon… itne din baad. Mera dil bhar aaya. Main is aadmi ko kitna miss karti hoon. Yeh crush… yeh feeling… main kaise control karun?”*
Usne reply type kiya, thoda emotional lekin control mein:
**Kamini:**
Main theek hoon Dilip ji. Aapke message se din accha ho gaya. Pihu… wahi, pehle jaisi nahi. Aap bataiye, aap kaise hain? Office ka pressure toh nahi?
Dilip ne padha. Uske dil mein bhi halka sa armaan jag raha tha. Usne normal tarike se reply kiya:
**Dilip:**
Main bhi theek hoon. Office normal chal raha hai. Aap apna khayal rakhna. Bahut busy rehti hain aap.
**Kamini:**
Aap bhi. Kabhi-kabhi lagta hai koi poochhe bhi nahi ki main theek hoon ya nahi. Aapke message se accha laga.
Dilip ne yeh last line padhi toh uske dil mein kuch hil gaya. Usne socha – “Yeh aurat sach mein akeli feel karti hai.” Usne type kiya:
**Dilip:**
Aisa mat socho. Aap strong ho. Main… main yaad karta hoon aapko.
Bhejne se pehle usne thoda socha, phir bhi send kar diya.
Kamini ne yeh message padhte hi aankhein band kar li. Uske dil mein pyar aur tadap dono ek saath the. Usne socha:
*“Woh yaad karta hai… itna kaafi hai abhi ke liye. Main usse kitna chahti hoon, lekin bol nahi sakti.”*
Usne soft reply kiya:
**Kamini:**
Thank you Dilip ji. Aap bhi yaad aate ho. Khayal rakhna apna.
Tabhi Dilip ke boss ne cabin se awaaz di – koi urgent file chahiye thi. Dilip ne jaldi se type kiya:
**Dilip:**
Kamini ji, abhi kaam aa gaya hai. Baad mein baat karte hain. Aap bhi apna khayal rakhna.
**Kamini:**
Theek hai. Baad mein. Bye.
Dono ne chat wahan chhod diya.
Dilip ne phone rakh diya aur files mein busy ho gaya, lekin uske chehre par ab bhi halki si muskaan thi.
Dusri taraf Kamini ne phone ko seene se lagaya aur aankhein band ki. Uske dil mein Dilip ke liye jo crush tha, woh aaj aur gehra ho gaya tha. Ek chhota sa “Good noon” uske din ko alag bana gaya tha.
Dono apne-apne kaam mein lag gaye… lekin dil mein ek soft, chhupa hua connection ab aur strong ho chuka tha.
Ghar Aane ke Baad – Maa-Beta ki Baat
Dono Sushma Ma’am ke ghar se wapas aa chuke the. Time lagbhag 5.10 ho raha tha. Ghar mein thodi si shanti thi. Dilip abhi office mein tha.
Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ne heels utaare aur living room mein baith gayi. Usne red blouse aur black saree mein hi rehna better samjha. Neha (Rahul ki body mein) uske saamne sofa par baith gayi. Uske chehre par abhi bhi Sushma Ma’am aur apni purani body ki images ghum rahi thi.
Rahul-Neha ne pehle normal maa wali awaaz mein baat shuru ki.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Beta… college ki padhai thodi hard ho rahi hai na? Main dekh rahi thi Accounts ke questions. Agar sirf class se clear nahi ho raha toh tension mat lo. Sushma Ma’am ke saath acche se padh paoge. Woh clear karwa dengi. Bas regular jaana aur dhyan se sunna.”
Neha (Rahul body) ne sir hilaaya. Awaaz uske bete jaisi thi, lekin andar se woh maa thi.
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Haan beta… baat sahi hai. Main dhyan se padh lungi. Teri future kharab nahi hone dungi. Jo bhi Ma’am bolengi, main follow karungi.”
Thodi der chup rahi. Phir Rahul-Neha ne uske chehre ko gaur se dekha. Usne notice kiya tha ki aaj “bete” ki nazar alag thi – Sushma Ma’am ke ghar par bhi, aur ab ghar mein bhi.
**Rahul-Neha** (thoda soft lekin seedhe sawal ke saath):
“Ek baat poochhun Maa… aajkal aap bahut khoi hui lag rahi ho. Kya baat hai? Aaj main dekh rahi thi… tumhari nazar mujhe badli si lagi. Agar koi baat hai toh bolo. Main samajh sakti hoon.”
Neha (Rahul body) ka dil zor se dhadak gaya. Woh thoda shock mein aa gayi. Uske mann mein turant aaya:
*“Kya bolu… main abhi thodi der pehle apni
hi body ko nanga imagine kar rahi thi. Red blouse mein, pink lipstick ke saath… uske curves… aur Sushma Ma’am ko bhi. Mera lund tight ho gaya tha unke saamne. Ab yeh poochh rahi hai…”*
Usne jaldi se normal expression banaya aur thoda sharmaate hue bola:
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Kuch nahi beta… aisa kuch nahi hai. Bas padhai ka pressure hai. Aur… meri nazar… aajkal thodi alag ho gayi hai shayad. Apni body ko… thodi bahar walon jaisi nazar se dekhne lagi hoon. Matlab… dekhne ka tareeka change ho gaya hai. Kuch khaas nahi.”
Rahul-Neha ne uski aankhon mein dekha. Usne samajh liya tha ki andar kuch chal raha hai, lekin usne abhi deep mein nahi gaya. Usne halka sa smile kiya.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Theek hai… agar kuch ho toh batana. Main hoon na.”
Dono ke beech baat yahin khatam ho gayi. Tabhi Neha-Rahul ke phone par call aa gaya. Usne dekha – kisi college friend ka tha.
**Neha-Rahul**:
“Beta, yeh call aa gaya hai… main bahar jakar baat karta hoon.”
Woh utha aur balcony ki taraf nikal gaya.
Rahul-Neha akele reh gayi. Usne gehri saans li. Phir uthi aur bedroom mein chali gayi. aur saree utaare.
Mirror ke saamne khadi hokar soft light purple colour ki nighty pehen li – thin fabric, knee length, andar sirf panty. Baal khule chhod diye.
Nighty pehenne ke baad woh kitchen ki taraf chal di. Raat ka dinner banane ka time ho gaya tha. Usne socha:
Maa meri body ko alag nazar se dekh rahi hai… attraction badh raha hai. Sushma Ma’am wala angle bhi interesting hai. Maa ko mera gift hay Ab dinner banaun… Dilip aane wala hoga.”*
Kitchen mein lights on karke usne sabzi aur roti ka samaan nikaala. Nighty mein uska figure soft aur comfortable lag raha tha. Bahar balcony se Neha-Rahul ki awaaz aa rahi thi – call par baat karte hue.
Ghar mein normal routine chal raha tha… lekin har ek ke andar alag-alag raaz aur desires badh rahe the.
Shaam ka Kitchen – Romantic aur Intimate Scene**
Rahul (Neha ki body mein) ghar aakar thoda aaram kiya. Sushma Ma’am wale mulakat ke baad uska dimaag thoda bhari tha, lekin usne kapde change karke soft cotton nighty pehen li. Shaam ke 6 baje tak woh kitchen mein aa gayi thi. Raat ka dinner ready kar rahi thi – daal, roti, aloo gobhi. Chhote-chhote kaam karte hue uske mann mein sochen chal rahi thi.
Usne roti belte hue gehri saans li. Nighty thin thi, andar bra nahi thi, sirf panty. Jab bhi woh jhukti, uske 38D breasts soft movement karte. Kitchen mein halki si bhubhukh aur masalon ki khushboo faili hui thi.
Tabhi 7 baje ke around door ki key ghumi. Dilip office se jaldi aa gaya tha. Usne jootey utaare aur seedha kitchen ki taraf chala aaya. Rahul-Neha ne peeche se uski footsteps sun li thi.
Dilip ne bina kuch kahe uske peeche jaakar dono haathon se uski kamar pakad li aur tightly gale laga liya. Usne apna face uski gardan aur balon mein chhupa diya.
**Dilip** (garam awaaz mein):
“Neha… aaj jaldi nikal aaya. Tumhe miss kar raha tha.”
Rahul-Neha ne muskurate hue apni gand peeche ki taraf dabayi – jaan-bujh kar Dilip ke crotch par. Usne mehsoos kiya ki Dilip ka lund pehle se hi thoda tight ho raha tha. Usne apni soft gand ko uske lund par dheere-dheere ragadna shuru kiya.
**Rahul-Neha** (soft, thodi naughty awaaz mein):
“Ji… main bhi aapka wait kar rahi thi. Aap itni jaldi aa gaye… accha laga.”
Dilip ke haath uski nighty ke andar chale gaye. Usne peeche se uske bare pet aur phir upar jaakar
uske soft breasts ko pakad liya. Nipples pehle se thode hard the. Usne unko dheere se dabaya aur gardan par kiss karne laga.
**Dilip**:
“Kitni soft ho aaj… yeh nighty tum par bahut pyari lag rahi hai. Batao… Sharma ke saath kya hua? Interview kaisa raha? Usne kaisa behave kiya?”
Rahul-Neha ne apni gand aur tightly uske lund par dabayi. Ab Dilip ka lund poora hard ho chuka tha, pants ke andar clear feel ho raha tha. Woh counter par haath rakh kar thoda jhuk gayi, taaki uski gand aur better press ho.
**Rahul-Neha**:
“Ji… unhone normal sawal pooche. Hobbies, kaam ke baare mein. Lekin unki nazar… thodi zyada thi. Baar-baar mere body par jaati thi. Blouse ke neck par, mere hips par. Main samajh gayi thi ki woh kya soch rahe hain. Lekin main dar nahi dikhaya. Soft soft baat ki, professional rahi. Unhone keh diya ki joining karwa denge.”
Dilip ne uske breasts ko thoda zor se dabaya. Uski saansein tez ho gayi thi. Woh Rahul-Neha ki gardan chaat raha tha.
**Dilip**:
“Maine socha tha… uski nazar pehle bhi party mein alag thi. Tum theek toh ho na?”
Rahul-Neha (moan jaisi awaaz mein, gand ragadte hue):
“Haan ji… main theek hoon. Lekin… ab mera irada nahi hai job join karne ka. Mujhe woh nazar pasand nahi aayi. Aap mana kar dena unko. Bol dena ki ghar ke kaam ki wajah se main nahi kar paungi. Main aapke saath ghar par hi rehna chahti hoon.”
Dilip ne usko ghuma kar apne saamne kiya. Usne uske chehre ko dono haathon mein pakda aur gehra kiss kiya – tongue se, hungry tarike se. Phir uske lips se alag hokar bola:
Dilip
“Koi baat nahi meri jaan. Main mana kar dunga. Jo tum kahoji, wahi hoga. Mujhe tum par pura yakeen hai. Tumhari khushi sabse pehle hai.
Tabhi bola tum frash ho jao me tab taak dinner ready kar leti hu jaanu .dilip bhi maan gaya apne bedroom me chala gaya .
Dusri taraf kamni
****Raat 8 Baje – Kamini ka Ghar Aana aur Private Moment**
Kamini office ka kaam khatam karke bilkul 8 baje ghar pahunchi. Uniform utaar kar civilian clothes mein thi – simple white top aur black trousers. Thakaan chehre par saaf dikh rahi thi. Ghar ka door kholte hi usne Pihu ko dekha.
Pihu living room mein floor par baithi thi. Uske saath ek middle-aged aaya (caretaker) baithi hui thi. Dono puzzle game khel rahe the. Pihu ne mummy ko dekhte hi uth kar hug kiya.
**Pihu**:
“Mummy… aaj late ho gayi. Main wait kar rahi thi.”
Kamini ne uske baal sehlaate hue normal maa wali soft awaaz mein kaha:
**Kamini**:
“Haan baby… aaj office mein thoda zyada kaam tha. Tumne khana kha liya? Aaya ke saath acchi tarah khelo. Main naha kar aati hoon, phir tumhare saath baithungi.”
Usne aaya se bhi normal baat ki – “Pihu ko time se sula dena, main 20-25 minute mein aa jaungi.” Phir woh apne bedroom ki taraf chal di.
Bedroom mein aate hi usne andar se lock laga diya. Lights dim ki. Pehle uniform aur civilian clothes almirah mein rakhe. Phir bathroom mein chali gayi.
Shower on kiya. Garam paani uske thake hue badan par girne laga. Usne aankhein band kar li. Paani uske baalon
, peeth, aur body se hote hue neeche beh raha tha. Thakaan dheere-dheere utar rahi thi, lekin dimaag mein ek chehra ghum raha tha – **Dilip**.
Shower ke dauran uske mann mein dopahar wala chat yaad aaya.
*“Usne pehle ‘Good noon’ likha… itne din baad. Uske messages… ‘Main yaad karta hoon aapko’… yeh baat ab bhi mere dimaag mein ghum rahi hai.”*
Shower khatam karke usne towel se body ponchi. Mirror ke saamne khadi hokar usne apne aap ko dekha –
wet baal, fresh skin, 38D figure. Usne soft light peach colour ki nighty pehen li. Phir bed par aa kar let gayi aur mobile uthaya.
WhatsApp khola. Dilip ka chat open tha. Usne un purane messages ko dobara padha.
**Kamini ka Mann (gehri erotic + emotional feelings ke saath):**
*“Dilip… tumhare messages padh kar aaj pura din mera pagal tha. Tum itne simple ho, itne genuine. Jab tumne kaha ‘Main yaad karta hoon aapko’… mera dil pure tarike se pighal gaya.*
*Main sochti hoon tumhare haath kaise honge… jab tumne kal park mein mera haath touch kiya tha, toh current si daud gayi thi. Tumhari awaaz… us soft, thodi si heavy awaaz mein agar tum mera naam lo… ‘Kamini’… toh main kuch bhi kar baithun.*
*Aaj shower mein paani girte waqt main tumhara soch rahi thi. Agar tum yahan hote… agar tum mere peeche khade hote… toh kya hota?
Tumhare haath meri kamar par… meri wet body ko touch karte… meri choochiyon ko sehlaate…*
*Mera badan ab bhi garam hai. Nighty ke andar meri skin sensitive ho rahi hai. Main tumhe chahti hoon Dilip… sirf ek baar tumhe kareeb se mehsoos karna hai. Tumhari saansein meri gardan par… tumhare honth…
*Main IPS hoon… strong dikhti hoon sabko… lekin andar se main ek akeli aurat hoon jo tumhare jaise simple, caring aadmi ke liye tadap rahi hai. Tumhari wife hai… main jaanti hoon… lekin dil nahi maanta.*
*Agar tum abhi message kar do… toh main sab kuch bhool kar tumse baat karne lagun. Agar tum kaho toh main tumhare liye kuch bhi karne ko taiyar ho jaun… bas ek baar mujhe feel kara do ki main bhi kisi ki zaruri hoon.”*
Kamini ne aankhein band kar li. Uski saansein thodi tez ho gayi thi. Usne apne haath ko nighty ke upar se apne body par phera – pehle pet par, phir dheere se upar. Dilip ki yaad se uske andar jo aag lagi thi, woh ab aur gehrti ja rahi thi.
Usne phone ko seene se lagaya aur dheere se bola:
“Dilip… tum kahan ho abhi…?”
Bahar se Pihu ki halki awaaz aa rahi thi. Kamini ne jaldi se apne aap ko control kiya, nighty theek ki, aur so
cha:
*“Pehle Pihu ko time dena hai… raat ko phir se sochungi tumhe.”*
Woh bed se uthi, door ka lock khola, aur living room ki taraf chal di – lekin uske dimaag aur body mein Dilip ki yaad ab bhi tezi se dhadak rahi thi.
To be counted
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