Adultery Mera Ghar

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[Premkumar65]

Kolkata ki thodi si barsaat wali shaam thi. Main, Imran, apne 2BHK flat ke room ke sofa pe baitha tha. Bank ki job se laute hue sirf 20 minute hue the, lekin lag raha tha jaise pura din guzar gaya ho.

Huma kitchen mein thi. Uske paon ki payal ki halki si awaaz aa rahi thi. Woh aaj bhi apne favourite pink salwar suit pehne thi – woh wala jiska dupatta thoda transparent tha aur kameez ke upar se uske bade, gol, dudhiya chuche saaf dikh rahe the jab woh jhuk rahi thi.

25 saal ki Huma sach mein bahut khubsurat thi. Gulabi hont, bilkul doodh jaisa gora rang, lambe kaale baal jo uske hips tak latakte the, aur figure…, 34-28-36. Bahar nikalte waqt woh hamesha parda karti thi, lekin ghar mein sirf yeh salwar suits. Aur main jaanta tha ki uske andar kuch bhi nahi pehenti – na bra, na panty – kyuki mujhe yeh pasand tha.

“Imran… chai pioge?” usne kitchen se pucha, uski awaaz mein wohi pyar bhari mithaas thi.

“Haan… le aao,” maine kaha.

Woh chai ka tray leke aayi..Jab woh jhuk kar table pe tray rakh rahi thi, uske bade chuche kameez ke andar hil rahe the. Dupatta ek taraf sarak gaya tha. Uske gulabi hont thoda sa khule the. Main usko dekhta raha.
Hamara Routine tha
Subah office, shaam ghar, raat ko sex… woh bhi 10-12 minute ka aur so jaana.

Huma mere paas baith gayi. Usne apna haath mere thigh pe rakh diya aur dheere se sahlaane lagi.

“Thak gaye ho na aaj?” usne pucha

“Haan… thoda,” maine kaha aur uske haath pe apna haath rakh diya.

Woh thoda aur paas sarak aayi. Uski kameez ke andar se uske chuche ka garm mehsoos ho raha tha mere biceps se. Usne dheere se mere kaan mein kaha,

“Aaj jaldi khaana kha lete hai… phir bedroom chalte hain?”

Main muskuraya
Raat ke 10:45 baje hum bedroom mein the.
Huma ne salwar suit utaar diya. Uske bade, tight, doodhiya chuche bilkul saamne the. Nipples halke pink the aur thode khade ho chuke the. Woh bed pe let gayi, taange thodi si khol kar.

Main bhi kapde utaar kar uske upar chadh gaya.
Andar daala… garm thi, geeli thi… lekin excitement nahi tha mujhe
10 minute baad main jhad gaya.
Huma ne mujhe kiss kiya aur bol diya, “I love you.”

Main uske bagal mein let gaya.
Woh mere seene pe sir rakh kar so gayi.

Lekin main jaag raha tha.
aankhein band kar ke soch raha tha –
Ab is sex me maza nhi aa raha

Huma ki saans dheere dheere chal rahi thi.
Uski ek taang abhi bhi meri taang pe thi. Uska soft, gora jism mere se satta hua tha.

Aur main soch raha tha…
Agar koi aur… usko is tarah chhue… uske bade chuche dabaye…
Pehli baar yeh soch mere lund ko ek ajib sa maza mila

Agle din subah 8:30 baje.
Mainbank ke cabin mein baitha tha. Laptop screen pe Excel sheet khula tha, lekin aankhein sirf uspe thi, dimaag bilkul kahin aur tha.

Raat ki baat yaad aate hi dil mein ek gehra sa guilt hua..

“Ufff main apni biwi ke baare mein aisa kaise soch sakta hoon?”
Huma – meri pyari, seedhi, khubsurat Huma. Jisne mujhse shaadi ke baad kabhi kisi aur taraf dekha bhi nahi.Usko kisi aur mard ke saath imagine karna… uske bade dudhiya chuche kisi aur ke haathon mein… uske gulabi hont kisi aur ke lund pe…

Mera chehra garam ho gaya. Haath mein pen tightly pakad liya.

“Pagal ho gaya hoon kya main? Yeh sab sochna bhi gunaah hai.”

Main chair pe peeche let gaya aur aankhein band kar li.
Lekin jaise hi aankhein band hui, wohi scene wapas aa gaya – kal raat Huma bed pe leti hui, uske bade chuche hilte hue, gulabi nipples thode khade… aur mere dimaag ne uski jagah kisi aur ko bitha diya. Ek mazboot mard… jo usko dheere dheere chhoo raha hai, uske salwar ka naada khol raha hai, uske doodhiye jism ko apne haathon se masal raha ho.

Lund andar hi andar halka sa khada hone laga.

“Fuck… kya ho raha hai mujhe?”

Main turant aankhein khol di aur chair pe seedha ho gaya. Coffee ka cup uthaya aur ek bada sip liya, jaise garam coffee guilt ko jala degi. Lekin nahi… excitement aur badh rahi thi. Dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Ek ajeeb si khujli si ho rahi thi andar

Colleague ne aake pucha, “Imran bhai, lunch ke liye chaloge?”

Main muskuraya, “Haan… bas 5 minute.”

Lekin andar se soch raha tha –
Agar sach mein koi aur Huma ko touch kare… toh woh kaisi react karegi?
Yeh soch kar mera lund pant ke andar poora khada ho gaya. Main table ke neeche haath daal kar dheere se daba diya.

“Harami hoon main… apni biwi ko randi samajh raha hoon. Yeh sab galat hai.”

Lekin excitement ruk nahi rahi thi.
Office ke washroom jaane ka mann kar raha tha… akela baith kar yeh sab sochne ka.

Shaam ko ghar lautne ka time hua toh dil mein do hisse lad rahe the:
Ek bol raha tha – “Bas kar Imran, aaj se yeh sochna band kar.”
Doosra hissa dheere se muskurate hue bol raha tha – “Aaj raat Huma ke saath sex karte waqt… thoda aur detail mein soch ke dekhna… kaisa lagega?”

Ghar pahunchte hi maine darwaza khola.
Huma kitchen se aayi, aaj bhi wohi light blue salwar suit mein. Dupatta ek taraf tha. Uske bade chuche salwar ke kapde ke andar se saaf dikhte the. Woh muskurayi aur boli,

“Office kaisa tha aaj? Thak gaye ho na?”

Main usko dekhta raha… uske gulabi hont, uska doodhiya rang, uski masoomiyat… aur andar se ek thrill chhup chhup ke bol raha tha:

“Kal raat jo socha tha… woh sach mein ho sakta hai kya?”

Raat ke 10:40 ke time.
Drawing room ki lights dim thi. Huma mere saath sofa pe baithi thi, uska sir mere kandhe pe. TV chal raha tha, lekin hum dono dekh nahi rahe the. Uski saansein dheere dheere meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.

“Imran… aaj office mein kya hua tha? Thoda tense lag rahe ho,” usne pucha, uski awaaz mein pyar tha.

Main uske baal sahlaate hue bola, “Bas kaam jyada tha… tu fikar mat kar.”

Huma ne mujhe dekha, uske bade, kaale aankhein chamak rahi thi. Phir woh dheere se uthi aur mera haath pakad kar bedroom ki taraf le gayi.

Andar pahunchte hi usne door band kiya aur mujhe dekha. Gulabi hont pe halki si smile thi. Usne apna dupatta dheere se khol diya aur side pe rakh diya. Light blue salwar suit mein uska figure bilkul perfect dikhta tha – chhati pe kameez thodi tight thi, jisse uske bade, gol, dudhiya chuche saaf shape mein ubhar rahe the. Kamar patli thi, hips gol aur bhare hue the.

Woh mere paas aayi aur mere gale mein baahen daal di. “Aaj main tumhe bahut pyar karna chahti hoon,” usne dheere se kaha aur mere hont pe apne gulabi, naram hont rakh diye. Kiss dheere dheere gehra hota gaya. Uski jeebh meri jeebh se khel rahi thi, bilkul pyar se.

Main uske peeth pe haath ferne laga. Salwar ki kameez ke upar se uski soft, garmi feel ho rahi thi. Phir maine dheere se uski kameez ka naada khola. Huma ne haath utha kar kameez utaar di.

Uski upper body bilkul nangi ho gayi.
Dudhiya gora rang, bilkul doodh jaisa. Bade-bade, heavy chuche – 34D size ke, perfectly round, thode neeche ki taraf jhuke hue lekin bahut tight. Pinkish-brown nipples halke se khade the, charo taraf chhoti-chhoti goosebumps si. Jab woh saans leti thi, dono chuche dheere se upar-neeche hilte the.

Main neeche jhuka aur ek nipple ko muh mein le liya. Huma ki saans tez ho gayi. “Ummm… Imran…” usne mere baal pakad liye.

Main dusre chuche ko haath se dabane laga – soft, garam

Huma ki taangein kaanp rahi thi. Usne apna salwar ka naada khol diya aur neeche se utaar diya. Ab woh bilkul nangi khadi thi mere saamne.

Uski chut bilkul clean shaved thi – tight, thodi si geeli shine de rahi thi. Uske thighs soft aur gora, hips ke neeche do chhote-chhote dimples.

Main usko bed pe letaya. Uski taangein dheere se khol di. Uske bade chuche dono taraf spread ho gaye the, nipples abhi bhi khade the. Main uske upar chadh gaya. Lund pehle se hi khada tha.

Dheere se andar daala. Huma ki aankhein band ho gayi, gulabi hont khul gaye. “Ahhh… pyar se… ,” usne kaha.

Main slow motion mein andar-bahar karne laga. Har dhakke pe uske bade chuche hil rahe the – upar-neeche, gol gol. Main ek haath se ek chuchi pakad kar dabata, dusre haath se uske hont ko kiss karta. Huma mere peeth pe naakhun gadha rahi thi, dheere dheere awaaz kar rahi thi – “Imran… aur zor se… haan… accha lag raha hai…”


15-20 minute tak hum isi tarah pyaar karte rahe. Phir Huma ki saansein tez hone lagi. Usne mujhe tightly pakad liya aur boli, “Main aa rahi hoon……”

Main ne bhi speed badha di. Kuch dhakko ke baad dono saath mein jhad gaye. Huma ki chut mere lund ko jakad liya. uske chuche mere seene se dab rahe the. Uski gardan pe paseena tha, gulabi hont khule hue the.

Hum dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gaye. Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar let gayi. Uski ek taang meri taang pe thi. Uske bade chuche mere side mein dab rahe the, abhi bhi garam aur soft.

“Imran… tum bahut achhe ho,” usne dheere se kaha aur mujhe kiss kiya.

Main uske baal sahla raha tha, lekin andar se wohi guilt aur excitement tha.
Kal raat jo socha tha… aaj sex ke dauran bhi kai baar wohi images aa gaye the – Huma ke yahi bade chuche kisi aur ke muh mein… uski yahi tight chut kisi aur ke lund se bhar jaaye…

Subah meri aankhe khuli. Huma mere bagal mein thi, abhi bhi nangi, uske bade dudhiya chooche ek taraf ko latak rahe the. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi.

Woh jaag gayi, meri taraf palti aur muskurate hue boli,
“Imran… ek baat kahoon?”

“Haan bolo,” maine uske baal mein haath ferte hue kaha.

Huma boli,
“Ghar ka kaam bahut ho gaya hai… roz subah office jaane se pehle saaf-safai, khana banana, kapde dhona… main akeli nahi sambhal pa rahi. Kya hum ek naukar rakh lein? jo ghar ke kaam kar de.

Main usko dekhta reh gaya.
Uske gulabi hont bolte hue bhi itne naram lag rahe the. Uski badi-badi aankhein meri taraf dekh rahi thi. Aur mere dimaag mein turant kal raat wali baat yaad aa gayi

Andar se ek current sa dauda.
Lekin maine bahar se normal muskurahat di aur bola,
“Theek hai… dekh lete hain. Koi accha sa aadmi mil jaaye toh rakh lenge.”

Huma khush ho kar mujhe kiss karne lagi. Uski nangi choochiyan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. “Shukriya jaan… tum bahut samajhdaar ho.”

Uske baad woh uth kar salwar suit pehenne lagi. Main usko dekhta raha – jab woh jhuk kar salwar ka naada baandh rahi thi, uske bade chooche kameez ke andar latak-latak kar hil rahe the. Dupatta uthate waqt uski kamar aur hips ka shape saaf dikha.

Main office ke liye ready hua aur nikal gaya.

Mere laptop pe Chrome mein ek private tab khula tha.

Maine “desi cuckold servant wife” search kiya tha.
Ek video khola – ek gori, khubsurat biwi (bilkul Huma jaisi) apne ghar ke naukar ke saath thi. Naukar ka lund mota aur kaala tha. Woh biwi ko kitchen ke counter pe jhuka kar peeche se chod raha tha. Biwi ke chooche latak rahe the, uske muh se awaazein nikal rahi thi – “Ahhh… aur zor se… haan …”

Main video dheere-dheere dekh raha tha.
Volume bilkul zero, sirf aankhein video pe lagi thi.

Aur main Huma aur khud ko imagine karne laga…


Main video dekhte hue apna lund pant ke andar haath daal kar dheere-dheere sehlane laga.
Guilt bhi ho raha tha –
“Uff… main apni biwi ko naukar ke saath kaise soch raha hoon? Huma itni seedhi hai… main kitna ganda ho gaya hoon.”

Lekin excitement itni tez thi ki ruk nahi pa raha tha.
Lund poora khada ho chuka tha. Video mein biwi jhad rahi thi, uske chooche hil rahe the, naukar uske muh mein apna lund daal raha tha.

Maine aankhein band ki aur socha –
Agar yeh sab humare ghar mein ho… Huma ke bade chooche naukar ke muh mein… uski chut naukar ke lund se bhar jaaye… aur main chhup kar dekh raha hoon… toh kaisa lagega?

Shaam Ghar lautne ka time hua toh dil mein do awaazein lad rahi thi:
Ek bol rahi thi – “Bas kar Imran… yeh sab galat hai.”
Doosra hissa dheere se bol raha tha – “Aaj shaam naukar ke liye dekh… aur Huma se baat kar..

Shaam ke 7:15 baje main bank se ghar pahuncha.
Darwaza kholte hi Huma kitchen se aayi. Aaj woh cream colour ka salwar suit pehne thi. Kameez ke upar se uske bade dudhiya chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Dupatta ek taraf sarak gaya tha. Woh muskurate hue mere gale lag gayi.

“Jaan aa gaye? Thak gaye kya?” usne pucha aur mere hont pe ek pyara sa chumma le liya.

Main usko gale lagaye hue bola,
“Haan thoda thak gaya hoon. Chai bana do na.”

Huma chai le aayi. Hum dono sofa pe baith gaye. Maine uske kandhe pe haath rakh diya. Uski soft skin aur choochiyon ki garmi feel ho rahi thi.

Maine dheere se kaha,
“Woh baat… jo subah ki thi… naukar wali.”

Huma ki aankhein chamak uthi.
“Haan… sach mein bahut mushkil ho raha hai akeli sab sambhalna. Tum subah office chale jaate ho, main pura din ghar sambhalti hoon. Ek accha sa aadmi naukar aa jaaye toh kaam bahut aasan ho jaayega.”

Main uske chehre ko dekhta raha. Uske gulabi hont aur woh masoomiyat… aur mere dimaag mein turant woh video wali tasveer aa gayi – Huma isi salwar suit mein naukar ke saamne khadi hai.

Maine andar se saans li aur bola,
“Theek hai jaan. Aaj final karte hain. Hum ek naukar rakh lenge. Lekin ek baat… woh ghar ke andar hi rahega, saaf-safai, khana, kapde… sab karega. Tumhe koi takleef toh nahi hogi na?”

Huma muskurayi aur mere seene pe sir rakh diya,
“Nahi jaan… main toh bahut khush hoon. Tum itna samajhdaar ho. Bas ek accha aur imaandaar aadmi ho toh kaafi hai.”

Uske baal sahlate hue maine socha – “Imaandaar… haan, bilkul.”

Phir maine usko kiss kiya. Uski choochiyan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Kiss thoda gehra ho gaya. Huma ki saans tez hone lagi. Lekin maine rok liya aur bola,
“Abhi main ek call karta hoon. Mere colleague Rahul hai, uske ghar pe naukar kaafi time se hai. Woh intizam kar dega.”

Huma khush ho kar boli,
“Jaldi call karo na.”

Main phone uthaya aur Rahul ko call kar diya.

“Arre Imran bhai! Kya baat hai?” Rahul ki awaaz aayi.

“Rahul, ek zaruri kaam hai. Mere ghar mein ek naukar chahiye. Ghar ka pura kaam – saaf-safai, khana banana, kapde dhona… sab. Kya tere paas koi accha aadmi hai?

Rahul soch kar bola,
“Bilkul bhai. Mere paas ek ladka hai – naam hai Pawan. Umra sirf 22 saal hai, Bihar ka hai garib ghar ka ladka hai lekin Bahut imaandaar aur mehnati hai. Pehle mere ghar pe kaam karta tha. kaam bahut accha karta hai. Bilkul sharif aur seedha ladka hai.”


Main bola,
“Bahut accha. Kal subah 9 baje bhej dena. Ghar ka address WhatsApp kar deta hoon.”

Call katne ke baad Huma mere paas aa gayi aur mujhe tightly hug kar liya.
“Shukriya jaan… ab ghar ka bojh kam ho jaayega.”

Uski badi choochiyan mere seene pe dab rahi thi. Main uske peeth pe haath fer raha tha.

Main Huma ko aur tightly pakad liya aur uske kaan mein dheere se bola,
“Kal dekh lenge… agar Pawan accha laga toh rakh lenge.”

Huma muskurayi aur boli,
“Haan jaan… bas tumhe pasand aana chahiye.”

Nice start.

 

[Khada Lund]

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[Premkumar65]

Raat ke 10:30 ho chuke the.
Huma bed pe leti hui thi, cream colour ka salwar suit abhi bhi uske jism pe tha. Main uske paas let gaya aur uske gulabi hont pe kiss karne laga. Huma ne mujhe tightly pakad liya aur dheere se boli,

“Jaan… aaj bahut mann kar raha hai….”

Uski baat sunte hi mere dimaag mein turant Pawan ka naam ghum gaya. Kal subah woh aane wala tha. Main usko soch kar hi andar se garam hone laga.

Maine Huma ki kameez ka naada khola aur upar ki taraf utha diya. Uski badi-badi dudhiya choochiyan bilkul nangi ho gayi. Dono gol, heavy, doodh jaisi safed, nipples pinkish aur thode khade hue the. Jab Huma saans leti thi, woh choochiyan dheere-dheere hilti thi. Main neeche jhuk kar ek choochi muh mein le li aur zor-zor se choosne laga.

Huma ki saans tez ho gayi, “Ummm… Imran… aur zor se…”

Lekin main toh soch raha tha – agar yeh choochiyan Pawan ke haathon mein hon… woh ladka inko zor se dabaye… inko muh mein lekar choose… toh Huma kya karegi?

Yeh soch kar mera lund poora khada ho gaya. Maine Huma ka salwar bhi neeche utaar diya. Uski chut bilkul clean, pinkish aur thodi geeli ho chuki thi. Main uske upar chadh gaya.

Lund chut ke muh pe ragadte hue maine dheere se andar daala. Pehle toh normal dhakke maarne laga lekin jaise hi Pawan ki tasveer aankhon ke saamne aayi – Pawan Huma ko bed pe litaye hue, uski badi choochiyan pakad kar chod raha hai

Maine ek jordaar dhakka maara.
Huma ki aankhein khul gayi, “Ahhh… Imran!”

Main aur zor se dhakke marne laga. Har dhakke mein lund poora andar tak ghusa raha tha. Huma ke bade chooche upar-neeche zor-zor se hil rahe the. Main dono haathon se unko pakad kar masal raha tha.

“Zor se… aur zor se jaan!” Huma chillayi. Uski taangein meri kamar pe lapet gayi thi. Uski chut mere lund ko tightly pakad rahi thi.

Main Soch raha tha – Pawan is tarah Huma ko chodega… uske bade dudhiya chooche dabayega… uski tight chut mein apna lund pel dega… Huma uske neeche pagal ho jaayegi.

Isliye main aur tezi se chudai karne laga. Bed zor-zor se hil raha tha. Har dhakke mein “thap-thap” ki awaaz ghar mein goonj rahi thi. Huma ke muh se ab lagatar awaazein nikal rahi thi –

“Ahhh… haan… aur zor se… Imran… mar jaungi… ahhh… bahut maza aa raha hai!”

Uski choochiyan mere haathon mein masal rahi thi. Main ek choochi ko zor se choos raha tha, dusri ko pinch kar raha tha. Huma ke gulabi hont khule hue the, aankhein band, chehra laal ho chuka tha.

Main aur speed badha di. Lund jaise machine ki tarah andar-bahar ho raha tha. Huma ki chut se paani nikal raha tha, bed sheet geeli ho chuki thi.

Huma pagal si ho gayi thi. Usne mere peeth pe naakhun gada diye aur zor se chillayi,

“Imran… aaj kya ho gaya hai tumhe… ahhh… main aa rahi hoon… zor se… aur zor se!”

Main bhi ab control nahi kar pa raha tha. Pawan ki kalpna mein main Huma ko itna zor se chod raha tha jaise usko tod dena chahta hoon. Last ke 10-15 dhakke bahut tezi se maare. Huma ki chut mere lund ko zor-zor se andar khich rahi thi.

Phir Huma poori tarah se jhad gayi. Uski taangein kaanp rahi thi, chut se paani ka jhatka laga, uske muh se ek lambi cheekh nikli – “Aaaahhhhh… Imran… mar gayi main!”

Uske saath hi main bhi zor se jhad gaya. Poora maal uski chut ke andar bhar diya. Dono thak kar ek dusre pe gir gaye.

Huma ki saansein bahut tez chal rahi thi. Uski badi choochiyan mere seene pe upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Woh mere kaan mein dheere se boli,

“Jaan… aaj tumne pehli baar itna zor se kiya… main pagal ho gayi thi… kitna maza aaya.”

Main uske baal sahla raha tha aur soch raha tha –
Yeh toh sirf kalpna thi… agar Pawan sach mein aisa kare… toh Huma kya karegi?

Guilt ka ek gehra sa jhatka laga, lekin excitement itni zyada thi ki lund abhi bhi uski chut ke andar halka sa hil raha tha.

Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar so gayi, bilkul thaki hui aur khush.

Subah ke 8:50 ke kareeb baje doorbell baji.
Main darwaza kholne gaya. Bahar ek patla-sa ladka khada tha. Umra lagbhag 22 saal. Rang kaala tha, lekin chehra bilkul sharif aur seedha dikhta tha. Baal chhote aur saaf, aankhein neeche ki taraf jhuki hui, jaise darr raha ho. Usne ek purana sa white shirt aur blue jeans pehna tha jo kahin-kahin se faT gaya tha. Haathon mein ek chhota sa jhola tha. Poora sharir patla tha, lekin haath-paon mein mehnat ki lakirein saaf dikh rahi thi.

Woh dheere se bola, “Namaste sahab… main Pawan hoon. Rahul sahab ne bheja hai.”

Main usko andar bulaya.
“Baitho Pawan.”

Woh sofa ke kinare pe baith gaya, bilkul dara-sahma hua. Aankhein zameen pe thi.

Main usse baat shuru ki,
“Pawan, tumhara poora naam kya hai?”

“Pawan Kumar sahab… Bihar ke Siwan se hoon.”

“Ghar mein aur kaun-kaun hai tumhare?”

Pawan ne dheere se jawab diya,
“Saheb, maa hai, chhota bhai hai jo abhi 10th mein padhta hai, aur ek behen hai jo abhi 8th mein hai. Papa nahi hai… 4 saal pehle guzar gaye. Main hi ghar ka sabse bada hoon. Paise bhejne padte hain ghar.”

Uski awaaz mein garibi aur zimmedari saaf mehsoos ho rahi thi. Main andar se soch raha tha – yeh ladka sach mein imaandaar lag raha hai.

Maine usko kaam samjhaya,
“Sun Pawan, yahan kaam simple hai. Subah 8 baje aana, raat 9 baje tak rehna. Ghar ki saaf-safai – floor pochhna, bathroom saaf karna, kapde dhona aur sukhana. Kitchen ka kaam – subah chai-nashta banana, dopahar aur raat ka khana banana. Bahar se sabzi-mandi lana. Huma bhabhi jo bhi kaam bolegi, woh karna. Aur sabse important – ghar ki izzat ka khayal rakhna. Samajh gaye?”

Pawan ne sar jhukate hue bola,
“Ji sahab… bilkul samajh gaya. Main mehnat se kaam karunga. Aap logon ko koi shikayat nahi hogi.”

Tabhi Huma bedroom se bahar aayi. Aaj woh light pink salwar suit mein thi. Kameez ke upar se uske bade bade chooche saaf dikh rahe the. Dupatta thoda sa sarak gaya tha. Woh muskurate hue drawing room mein aayi.

Main bola,
“Huma, yeh hai Pawan. Aaj se kaam karega.”

Pawan turant uth khada hua. Usne haath jod kar namaste ki aur dheere se bola,
“Namaste… Didi.”

Huma ko “Didi” sunte hi uske chehre pe ek khushi ki lahar daud gayi. Woh halke se muskurayi aur boli,
“Namaste Pawan. Didi bol rahe ho? Achha laga. Main Huma hoon. Ghar ka kaam sambhal lena, theek se.”

Pawan ne aankhein neeche kiye hue jawab diya,
“Ji Didi… main poora dhyan se kaam karunga.”

Huma khush lag rahi thi. Usne mujhe dekha aur aankhon hi aankhon mein bola – “Lagta hai accha ladka hai.”

Main ne andar se ek lazzat mehsoos kiya.
Yeh 22 saal ka kaala ladka agar huma ko chode uffff..

Andar se socha – “Imran, yeh ladka toh bilkul masoom hai… tu kya soch raha hai?”

Main Pawan se bola,
“Theek hai Pawan, aaj se hi shuru kar do. Pehle kitchen saaf karo, phir floor pochho.”

Pawan ne sar hilaya, “Ji sahab,” aur turant kitchen ki taraf chala gaya.

Pawan kitchen mein chala gaya toh main Huma ki taraf dekha. Woh abhi bhi muskura rahi thi. Usne dheere se kaha, “Lagta hai accha ladka hai… bilkul seedha-sada. Didi bolke bula raha tha, thoda funny bhi laga.”

Main sirf muskuraya. Dil mein kuch aur chal raha tha, lekin usko bolne ki himmat nahi hui. Maine Huma ke kandhe pe haath rakh kar bola, “Office ke liye nikal raha hoon. Dekh lena sab theek se.”

Huma ne sar hilaya aur mujhe darwaze tak chhodne aayi. Jaate waqt usne mere gale mein baahen daal kar ek chumma liya. Uski badi choochiyan mere seene se halke se ragad gayi. Main bahar nikal gaya, lekin pura rasta office tak sirf ek hi cheez sochta raha – ghar mein ab Pawan hai.

Office pahunch kar bhi mann nahi lag raha tha. Kaam karte hue baar-baar ghadi dekhta. Dopahar ke khane ke time bhi maine sirf do roti khayi. Dimaag mein yeh sawal ghum raha tha – ab ghar mein kya ho raha hoga?

Shaam ko main ghar pahuncha.
Darwaza kholte hi ghar ki hawa alag si lag rahi thi. Floor chamak raha tha, drawing room ke table pe sab kuch sahij se rakha hua tha. Kitchen se halki si khane ki khushboo aa rahi thi.

Huma drawing room mein sofa pe baithi thi, uske haathon mein mobile tha. Aaj bhi wohi pink salwar suit mein thi, lekin dupatta ab bilkul neeche sarak gaya tha. Uske bade chooche kameez ke andar dheere se hil rahe the jab woh saans leti thi.

“Kaise tha din?” maine pucha.

Huma ne muskurate hue jawab diya, “Bahut accha. Pawan ne pura ghar saaf kar diya. Bathroom bhi chamka diya. Dopahar ka khana bhi usne hi banaya tha – aloo-matar aur roti. Taste bhi theek tha.”

Tabhi Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya. Haathon mein ek glass paani tha. Usne mujhe dekha toh turant ruk gaya aur dheere se bola, “Namaste sahab… paani.”

Main glass lete hue bola, “Kaam kaisa chala aaj?”

“Ji sahab, aapne jitna bola tha sab kar diya. Ab aap logon ko koi takleef nahi hogi.” Uski awaaz mein abhi bhi woh darr sa tha, aankhein zameen ki taraf.

Huma ne uski taraf dekha aur muskurate hue boli, “Pawan, ab tum bhi baith jao. Thak gaye hoge. Chai bana do apne liye.”

Pawan ne jhat se sar hilaya, “Nahi Didi… main theek hoon. Aap logon ke liye chai bana doon?”

Huma hans di, “Arre nahi, pehle apni bana lo. Baad mein hum logon ke liye.”

Pawan kitchen mein chala gaya. Main Huma ke paas baith gaya. Usne mera haath pakad liya aur dheere se boli, “Sach mein bahut mehnati hai. Subah se ab tak ek minute bhi baitha nahi. Aur har baar ‘Didi’ bolke puchhta hai – Didi yeh theek hai? Didi aise karun? Bahut accha lag raha hai.”

Main uske baal mein haath ferte hue sirf “Hmm” kar diya.
Andar se dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Yeh ladka abhi sirf pehla din tha, lekin ghar mein uski maujudgi already alag feel ho rahi thi.

Thodi der baad Pawan chai leke aaya. Usne tray table pe rakhi aur dheere se bola, “Didi, sahab… chai.”

Huma ne glass uthaya aur ek sip liya. Phir muskurate hue boli, “Bahut acchi bani hai Pawan. Kal se nashta bhi tum hi bana dena.”

Pawan ne sar jhukaya, “Ji Didi.”

Raat ke 9 baje Pawan ne jaane ki taiyari ki. Usne mujhe aur Huma ko namaste kiya aur bola, “Kal subah 8 baje aa jaunga.”

Darwaza band hone ke baad Huma mere paas aayi aur mere seene se lag gayi.

Agla din subah 8 baje Pawan aa gaya. Usne kal jaisa hi simple kapda pehna tha – white shirt aur blue jeans. Chehra abhi bhi thoda dara-sa tha, lekin aankhon mein ek chhoti si khushi dikhai de rahi thi.

Main drawing room mein baitha chai pi raha tha. Pawan ne andar aate hi haath jod kar namaste ki aur dheere se bola, “Namaste sahab… Didi.”

Huma kitchen se aayi aur muskurate hue boli, “Aa gaye Pawan? Chai pi lo pehle.”

Main ne cup side pe rakh diya aur bola
“Pawan, suno. Tumhara ghar yahan se kaafi door hai na? Roz subah aane-jaane mein bahut time aur paise kharch ho rahe honge. Ghar mein ek chhota sa kamra khali pada hai. Tum wahi shift ho jao. Yahan rehna shuru kar do. Khana-peena sab ghar ka hi hoga. Kya kehte ho?”

Pawan ki aankhein khul gayi. Woh kuch seconds chup raha, phir khushi se bola,
“Sach sahab? Main… yahin reh sakta hoon? Bahut accha rahega sahab. Ghar walon ko bhi paise bhej sakunga zyada. Shukriya sahab… bahut shukriya.”

Uske chehre pe woh khushi dekh kar main muskuraya. Huma bhi khush lag rahi thi. Usne dheere se kaha, “Theek hai Pawan, aaj shaam ko hi apna samaan le aana. Kamra main saaf kar dungi.”

Pawan ne sar jhukaya aur turant kaam pe lag gaya – floor pochhna shuru kar diya.

Main office ke liye nikalne laga. Darwaze pe Huma ne mujhe rok kar pucha, “Imran, sach mein theek hai na? Itna jaldi shift karwa rahe ho?”

Main uske gaal pe haath ferte hue bola, “Haan jaan, theek hai. Roz aane-jaane se usko takleef hogi. Aur humein bhi fayda hai.”

Office pahunch kar kaam shuru kiya, lekin dil mein kuch alag si bechaini thi.

Dopahar ke around 1:30 baje mera phone baja. Huma ka call tha.

“Imran… suno na. Mujhe market jaana hai kuch saman lene.akele jaane mein thoda dar lag raha hai. Tum jaldi aa sakte ho kya?”

Main turant bola,
“Main toh office mein hoon jaan. Pawan ko saath le lo. Woh yahin hai na? Uske saath chali jao.”

Huma ne turant mana kar diya,
“Nahi Imran… woh abhi naya aaya hai. Kya zarurat hai? Main akeli chali jaungi.”

Maine zor se kaha,
“Huma, akeli mat jao. Market mein bheed hoti hai. Pawan ke saath jao. Woh samaan utha lega, aur safety bhi rahegi. Main bol raha hoon, le lo saath.”

Huma thodi der chup rahi, phir dheere se boli,
“…Theek hai. Agar tum itna zor de rahe ho toh le leti hoon..”

Call katne ke baad main chair pe peeche let gaya. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.

Kya main sahi kar raha hoon?
Apni khubsurat biwi ko… us 22 saal ke kaale ladke ke saath market bhej raha hoon. Woh dono saath chalenge… log dekhenge…

Andar se Guilt bhi laga – “Imran, tu apni biwi ko uske nazdeek kyun badha raha hai? Yeh kya kar raha hai tu?”

Lekin us guilt ke saath hi ek chhupa hua maza bhi aa raha tha. Dil mein ek ajeeb si garmi fail rahi thi. Soch raha tha – abhi woh dono market mein honge.

Shaam ko ghar lautne ka intezaar ab aur mushkil lag raha tha.

Shaam ko main ghar pahuncha. Darwaza kholte hi halki si hasi ki awaaz aayi. Drawing room mein Huma sofa pe baithi thi aur Pawan uske saamne floor pe baitha tha. Dono ke beech mein do bade-bade bags the.

Huma ne mujhe dekhte hi muskurate hue kaha, “Aa gaye? Dekho na, Pawan ne kitna accha bargain kiya. Sabzi wale ne 20 rupaye zyada maanga tha, isne turant mana kar diya aur final 10 rupaye kam karwa liya.”

Pawan sharma kar sar jhukaye hue bola, “Didi ne hi bola tha ki thoda aur kam karwaun… maine bas unki baat maani.”

Huma hans di, “Arre waise hi nahi, isne bahut confidently baat ki. Logon ne bhi dekha ki hum saath hain toh zyada nahi bol sake.”

Main bags ki taraf dekhta raha. Huma ka dupatta abhi bhi thoda sa side mein tha. Uske bade chooche suit ke andar dheere se ubhar rahe the. Pawan ki nazar kabhi-kabhi neeche ki taraf ja rahi thi, lekin turant upar kar leta tha.

Maine normal awaaz mein pucha, “Aur kya laya?”

Huma uthi aur ek packet kholte hue boli, “Yeh dekho… tumhare favourite peda. Pawan ne hi suggest kiya ki ghar ke paas ek purani dukaan hai jahan fresh milta hai.”

Pawan ne jhat se kaha, “Didi ne kaha tha aapko pasand hai, isliye le aaye.”

Main ne sir hilaya aur bola, “Accha kiya. Ab tum apna samaan le aao. Kamra saaf hai na?”

Pawan ne khushi se jawab diya, “Ji sahab. Didi ne already bistar aur chadar laga di thi. Main abhi samaan le aata hoon.”

Woh bahar chala gaya. Huma mere paas aayi, mere seene se lag gayi aur dheere se boli, “Sach mein bahut madadgar hai. Market mein bhi logon ne socha hoga ki humara bhai hai. Koi bhi cheez uthane nahi di usne.”

Main uske baal sahlate hue chup raha. Dil mein ek sawal uth raha tha – logon ne socha hoga ki bhai hai… lekin agar roz saath dikhte rahenge toh kya sochenge?

Thodi der baad Pawan ek purane bag ke saath wapas aaya. Usme sirf kuch kapde, ek chhota sa transistor aur ek photo frame tha – uski maa aur chhote bhai-behen ki. Usne sab kuch apne naye kamre mein rakh diya.

Raat ka khana Pawan ne hi banaya dal-chawal aur bhindi. Hum teeno ek saath baith kar khaye. Pawan bilkul chup-chaap baitha tha, sirf jab Huma kuch puchti tab dheere se jawab deta.

Khane ke baad Huma ne kaha, “Pawan, ab tum aaram karo. Subah se bahut kaam kiya hai.”

Pawan utha, haath jod kar namaste ki aur apne kamre mein chala gaya. Darwaza dheere se band kar liya.

Hum dono bedroom mein aaye. Huma ne apna salwar suit utaar diya aur nighty pehen li. Uski badi choochiyan nighty ke patle kapde ke andar se saaf dikh rahi thi. Woh mere paas let gayi aur mere seene pe sir rakh diya.

“Imran… aaj bahut accha din tha.”

Main uski peeth pe haath fer raha tha. Uski naram skin aur garam saans feel ho rahi thi. Lekin mere dimaag mein sirf yeh chal raha tha – aaj market mein woh dono saath the… kal phir saath honge… dopahar mein akela ghar… Pawan roz uske paas rahega…

Huma ne meri taraf dekha aur pucha, “Tum aaj thode chup-chup lag rahe ho. Kya baat hai?”

Main muskuraya aur uske hont pe chumma le liya, “Kuch nahi jaan… bas thak gaya hoon.”

Woh mere se aur chipak gayi. Uski choochiyan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Main usko gale lagaye hue tha, lekin aankhein band kar ke soch raha tha – yeh sab sahi hai ya galat… aur main khud ise rok nahi pa raha.

Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar so chuki thi. Uski saansein dheere aur barabar chal rahi thi. Nighty ke patle kapde ke andar uske bade chooche mere biceps se halke se ragad rahe the. Main uske baal sahlate hue aankhein band kiye pada tha, lekin neend ka naamonishan nhi tha.

Dil mein ek ajeeb si bechaini thi.
Pawan ab ghar ke andar hi tha. Uska kamra sirf hall ke us paar.

Main dheere se Huma ki baahon se nikal kar utha. Usne halka sa karwat badla.Main bedroom ka darwaza dheere se band karke bahar aa gaya.

Ghar ki lights off thi. Sirf hall ki chhoti bulb jal rahi thi. Main apne office bag se ek chhota sa packet nikala. Usme kuch chhote spy camera the – jo main aaj dopahar mein hi market se le aaya tha. Bahut chhote, bilkul normal switch board jaisa dikhte the, lekin andar full HD recording aur live view with sound.

Pehla camera maine drawing room ke corner mein lagaya – woh wall clock ke upar, jahan se pura sofa aur entrance door saaf dikhta tha. Haath kaanp rahe the jab main usko screw se tight kar raha tha. Dil mein ek awaaz baar-baar bol rahi thi, “Yeh kya kar raha hai tu Imran?

Phir bhi maine doosra chhota camera pawan ke room me lagaya jo ki abhi bekhabar so raha tha – bilkul seedha Pawan ke kamre ke darwaze ke paas. Ab koi kuch bhi kare is kamre me yeh record kar lega

Teesra camera maine kitchen mein lagaya – fridge ke upar ki taraf, jahan se pura counter aur dining area aa jata tha. Jab main usko adjust kar raha tha, tabhi hall se halki si awaaz aayi. Pawan ke kamre ka darwaza khula tha.

Main turant ruk gaya aur saans rok li.
Pawan bahar nikla, sirf lungi pehne hue. Uska patla, kaala badan bulb ki halki roshni mein chamak raha tha. Woh kitchen ki taraf aaya, glass mein paani bhar kar piya aur wapas laut gaya. Darwaza band hone ki halki awaaz hui.

Main wahan khada tha, paseene se bhara hua.
Agar woh 2 minute aur der se nikalta… toh mujhe pakad leta.

Sab kuch lagane ke baad maine phone mein app khola aur test kiya. Teeno camera live aa rahe the. Picture clear thi. Hall, kitchen aur pawan ka room– sab kuch.

Main wapas bedroom mein ghus gaya. Huma abhi bhi waise hi soyi hui thi. Main uske paas let gaya aur usko dheere se apne seene se laga liya. Uski garam saans meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.

Lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi.
Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Haathon mein abhi bhi woh kaampann tha.

Soch raha tha – kal subah jab main office jaunga, tab yeh camera sab kuch capture karenge. Huma jab salwar suit mein ghoomegi… Pawan jab uske paas kaam karega… jab woh dono akela honge… sab kuch mere phone pe aa jayega.

Ek taraf guilt tha – “Main apni biwi par nazar rakh raha hoon jaise woh koi… koi aur ho.”
Doosri taraf excitement itni tez thi ki lund pant ke andar halka sa khada ho chuka tha.

Main Huma ki peeth pe haath fer raha tha. Uski soft choochiyan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Woh masoomiyat se so rahi thi, bilkul bekhabar.

Subah ke 7:15 ke karib alarm baja.
Huma abhi bhi soyi hui thi, uski nighty upar sarak gayi thi aur ek taang meri taraf thi. Uski badi badi choochiyan dheere-dheere upar-neeche ho rahi thi saans ke saath. Main usko dekhta raha kuch der, phir dheere se uth gaya.

Bathroom mein muh dhoya, kapde pehne. Office bag taiyar kiya.
Lekin andar se ek aur cheez thi jo main kal raat se soch raha tha.

Main almari kholi. Huma ki laundry ki basket mein haath daala. Kal raat wali used panty mili – wohi light pink wali jo usne market jaane se pehle pehni thi. Kapda abhi bhi thoda geela aur uski khushboo se bhara tha.

Haath kaanp rahe the.
Dil mein ek awaaz zor se bol rahi thi, “Yeh mat kar Imran… yeh bahut ganda hai… Pawan ko yeh dekar tu kya sabit kar raha hai?”

Lekin dusri awaaz dheere se muskurate hue boli, “Bas rakh de… dekh toh le kya hota hai.”

Main panty ko apni muhthi mein chhupa kar bedroom se bahar nikla. Pawan ke kamre ka darwaza band tha. Main dheere se darwaza khola. Andar halka sa andhera tha. Pawan abhi so raha tha – lungi upar sarak gayi thi, uska patla kaala badan bistar pe pada tha. Uski saansein gehri chal rahi thi.

Main andar ghus gaya.
Uski pillow ke neeche panty ko fold karke rakh diya. Thoda sa dhakel diya taaki dikhe na, lekin jab woh uth kar pillow uthayega toh zaroor haath lage.

Dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha ki lag raha tha Pawan jaag jaayega.
Main turant bahar nikla, darwaza dheere se band kiya aur hall se hote hue bahar nikal gaya.

Office ke raste pura time yahi sochta raha –
Abhi Pawan uthega… pillow uthayega… uski ungliyon ko Huma ki used panty chhuegi… uski khushboo uske naak tak pahunchegi… woh kya karega? Soch kar rakh lega? Muuh se lagayega? Ya dar ke wapas rakh dega?

Yeh sab karte hue bahut ajeeb lag raha tha.
Jaise main apni hi biwi ko kisi aur ke haathon mein dheere-dheere de raha hoon. Guilt itna tha ki office pahunch kar bhi pehli 10 minute kuch kaam nahi kar paya. Sirf phone pakad kar baitha raha.

Lekin us guilt ke saath hi ek garam excitement bhi thi.
Ab ghar mein camera bhi on the… aur yeh panty bhi.

Main phone khola, app mein camera check kiya.
Hall aur kitchen abhi khali the. Pawan ka kamra ka camera me wo abhi so raha tha..

Ab sirf intezaar tha…
Ki Pawan kab uth-ta hai… aur woh panty uske haath mein kaise pad-ti hai.

Office ki meeting mein bhi mera dhyan kahin aur tha.

Subah ke 10 baje Pawan apne kamre mein utha.
Usne aankhein malte hue bistar pe baitha. Thodi der tak yahin baitha raha, jaise abhi bhi neend mein hi ho. Phir dheere se utha aur darwaza khol kar bahar aaya. Usne lungi ko theek kiya aur seedha bathroom ki taraf gaya.

Paanch minute baad woh bahar nikla, chehra thoda sa geela tha. Usne hall ki taraf dekha – abhi koi nahi tha. Huma bedroom mein soyi hui thi. Pawan kitchen mein gaya, paani ka glass bhara aur piya.

Wapas apne kamre mein uski nazar bistar pe padi. Pillow thoda side mein tha. Usne pillow uthaya taaki theek se set kare.

Tabhi uski ungliyon ko kuch naram chhoo gaya.

Pawan ruk gaya.
Usne dheere se haath andar daala aur woh pink kapda bahar nikala.Panty thi – Huma ki. Abhi bhi thodi si geeli aur uski khas khushboo se bhari hui.

Pawan ke chehre ka rang badal gaya.
Woh kuch seconds tak sirf dekhta raha. Aankhein phaili hui thi. Phir usne charo taraf dekha, jaise koi dekh toh nahi raha. Kamre ka darwaza band tha. Woh dheere se bed pe baith gaya.

Usne panty ko dono haathon mein pakda. Kapda bahut naram tha. Usne use naak ke paas le jaya aur dheere se sungha. Huma ki woh garam, meethi khushboo uske andar tak ghus gayi. Pawan ki aankhein band ho gayi. Uske honth thode se khul gaye.

Woh aur acche se sunghne laga.
Ek baar… do baar… phir teesri baar usne panty ko apne muh pe rakh liya. Naak aur honth dono usmein dab gaye. Uski saans tez ho rahi thi. Patli gardan upar-neeche ho rahi thi.

Thodi der baad usne panty ko neeche kiya.
Uski nazar panty ke beech wale hisse pe thi – jahan Huma ki chut ka nishaan abhi bhi halka sa geela tha. Pawan ki ungliyan wahan pahunchi. Usne dheere se us jagah ko chhua. Phir us ungli ko apne naak pe ragda.

Uske shareer mein ek current daud gaya.
Lungi ke andar uska lund dheere se khada hone laga shayad.

Pawan ne panty ko fold karke wapas pillow ke neeche rakh diya. Lekin us baar usne pillow ko thoda upar utha kar rakha taaki panty bilkul andar chhupi rahe, lekin haath aasani se pahunch sake.

Phir woh utha, kapde badle – ek saaf shirt aur pant pehni. Chehra abhi bhi laal tha. Usne apne haathon ko do baar sungha, jaise woh khushboo abhi bhi ungliyon pe lagi ho.

Bahut dheere se woh kamre se bahar nikla aur kitchen ki taraf chala gaya. Aaj nashta banana tha. Uski chal mein ek alag si jaldi thi, jaise abhi kuch chhupa raha ho.

Hall ke camera mein yeh sab kuch saaf dikhai de raha tha – Pawan ka chehra, uski kaanpti ungliyan, aur woh pink panty jo ab uske pillow ke neeche chhupi hui thi.

Young aurat ki panty sungh kar to koi bhi pagal ho jayega.

 

[Premkumar65]

Huma karib 10 baje uthi.
Woh bedroom se bahar aayi toh uski aankhein abhi bhi neend se bhari hui thi. Nighty ke upar se uske bade dudhiya chooche halke se latak rahe the. Wo seedha kitchen ki taraf gayi.

Pawan already nashta bana raha tha. Usne chai ka paani chadhaya hua tha aur do plate mein bread toast kar raha tha. Huma andar aate hi muskurayi aur boli,

“Subah-subah itna jaldi uth gaye? Chai toh main bana deti.”

Pawan ne turant sar jhukaya aur dheere se bola,
“Nahi Didi… aap aaram karo. Main bana deta hoon. Aap baitho.”

Huma kitchen ke counter pe takiya laga kar baith gayi. Uski nighty ke patle kapde mein uski choochiyan counter ke kinare se halke se dab rahi thi. Pawan chai chhan raha tha, lekin uski nazar baar-baar Huma ki taraf ja rahi thi – uske gulabi hont, uska doodhiya rang, aur woh naram jism.

Huma ne ek lambe saans li aur boli,
“Pawan, kal raat acche se soye? Naya kamra hai, koi dikkat toh nahi hui na?”

Pawan ne chai ka cup uske saamne rakhte hue jawab diya,
“Nahi Didi. Yeh kamra bahut saaf aur shant hai. Aap logon ka bahut shukriya.”

Huma ne cup uthaya aur ek sip liya. Phir muskurate hue boli,
“Accha laga sun kar. Ab se yahin ghar samajh ke rehna. Koi bhi cheez chahiye toh bata dena.”

Pawan ne sirf “Ji Didi” kaha aur toast ki plate uske saamne rakh di. Jab woh plate rakh raha tha, uski ungliyan thodi der ke liye Huma ke haath ke paas ruk gayi. Woh jhat se haath hata liya.

Huma ne toast uthaya aur khaane lagi. Pawan khade-khade hi apna toast kha raha tha. Dono mein kuch der chuppi chha gayi. Sirf spoon aur cup ki halki awaazein aa rahi thi.

Tabhi Huma ne pucha,
“Ghar walon ko phone kiya? Bata diya ki yahan shift ho gaye ho?”

Pawan ne thoda sharma kar bola,
“Haan Didi… subah hi bata diya. Maa bahut khush hui. Bol rahi thi ki ab paise zyada bhej sakunga.”

Huma ne sar hilaya aur dheere se boli,
“Bahut accha. Tum mehnat karte ho, isliye sab theek ho jaayega.”

Pawan ne kuch nahi bola, sirf muskuraya. Lekin uski aankhein Huma ke choochiyon pe ek pal ke liye atak gayi. Huma ne notice nahi kiya. Woh apna toast kha rahi thi aur baal peeche kar rahi thi.

Kitchen ke counter pe dono bilkul paas-paas the. Huma ki nighty ke andar se uski chut ki halki si gandh abhi bhi aa rahi thi kyuki usne abhi panty nahi pehni thi. Pawan ko yeh khushboo zaroor mehsoos ho rahi thi, kyuki usne do baar apni naak ko chhua.

Nashta khatam hone ke baad Huma uthi aur boli,
“Main nahaane ja rahi hoon. Tum drawing room saaf kar dena.”

Pawan ne sar hilaya, “Ji Didi.”

Huma bedroom ki taraf chali gayi. Jaate waqt uski gaand nighty ke andar dheere se hil rahi thi.

Pawan kitchen mein khada tha. Usne apne haathon ko phir se sungha – wohi khushboo abhi bhi ungliyon pe thi jo subah panty se lagi thi. Usne aankhein band ki aur ek gehri saans li.

Phir woh dheere se apne kamre mein gaya, darwaza band kiya aur pillow ke neeche haath daala. Pink panty abhi bhi wahi thi. Usne use bahar nikala, naak pe lagaya aur dheere se sunghne laga.

Huma naha kar bahar aayi toh uske baal abhi bhi geele the. Woh light green salwar suit pehne thi – woh wala jismein kameez thodi tight hoti hai aur dupatta bilkul patla. Nahaane ke baad uska doodhiya rang aur bhi chamak raha tha. Chehre pe thodi si laali thi aur gulabi hont chamak rahe the.

Woh drawing room mein aayi. Pawan floor pochh raha tha. Jab Huma andar aayi, Pawan ne turant uth kar khade ho gaye aur dheere se bola,

“Didi… aap aa gayi. Chai bana doon kya?”

Huma muskurayi aur sofa pe baith gayi.
“Nahi Pawan, abhi nahi. Thoda baad mein. Tum apna kaam khatam kar lo.”

Pawan ne sar hilaya aur phir se pochha lene laga. Lekin uski nazar baar-baar Huma ki taraf ja rahi thi. Jab Huma ne apna geela baal peeche kiya, uske bade chooche kameez ke andar halke se hil gaye. Pawan ki aankhein ek pal ke liye wahin atak gayi.

Huma ne mobile uthaya aur kuch dekhne lagi. Pawan ne pochha pura kiya aur phir kitchen ki taraf chala gaya. Thodi der baad woh ek glass thanda paani le kar aaya aur Huma ke saamne rakh diya.

“Didi… paani.”

Huma ne glass uthaya aur ek sip liya. Phir usne pucha,
“Pawan, tumhe koi pasandida khana hai? Main dopahar mein woh bana dungi.”

Pawan sharma kar bola,
“Didi… jo aap bana dengi wohi accha lagega. Main sab kha leta hoon.”

Huma hans di,
“Arre aise kaise? Batao na. Ghar mein kya ban-ta tha?”

Pawan ne thoda socha aur dheere se bola,
“Ghar mein maa aloo ke paranthe banati thi… bahut accha lagta tha.”

Huma ki aankhein chamak uthi,
“Toh aaj dopahar mein aloo ke paranthe banaungi. Tum sirf sabziyan saaf kar dena.”

Pawan ne khushi se sar hilaya, “Ji Didi… main abhi sabziyan saaf kar deta hoon.”

Woh kitchen mein chala gaya. Huma sofa pe let gayi aur mobile pe kuch dekhne lagi. Uske pair thode se upar uth gaye the, jisse salwar ki patli cloth mein uski jaangein ka shape saaf dikhai de raha tha.

Pawan kitchen se baar-baar drawing room ki taraf jhaank raha tha. Jab bhi Huma baal peeche karti ya pair hilaati, uski nazar wahan chali jaati.

Dopahar ke 12 baje ke aas-paas Huma kitchen mein aayi. Pawan sabziyan saaf kar chuka tha. Huma ne aata gundha aur aloo ke paranthe banana shuru kar diya. Pawan uske paas hi khada tha, belan se rotiyan bel raha tha.

Dono bilkul paas-paas the.
Huma jab aage jhukti thi toh uske bade chooche counter pe halke se dab jaate the. Pawan ki saansein thodi tez ho rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi uski baah Huma ki baah se chhoo jaati thi, lekin woh turant haath hata leta.

Huma ne ek paratha pakate hue pucha,
“Pawan, tumhari umar toh sirf 22 hai na? Itni chhoti umar mein itna door aakar kaam kar rahe ho… mann nahi karta ghar wapas jaane ka?”

Pawan ne dheere se jawab diya,
“Didi… ghar toh mann karta hai, lekin paise ki zarurat hai. Chhote bhai-behen ko padhana hai.”

Huma ne sar hilaya aur dheere se boli,
“Bahut acche ladka ho tum. Upar waala tumhari madad karega.”

Paranthe ban kar ready hue. Huma ne plate mein rakhe aur boli,
“Chalo, ab khate hain. Tum bhi baitho.”

Dono dining table pe baith gaye. Huma ne ek garam paratha Pawan ke plate mein rakha. Jab woh jhuk kar rakhi thi, uske chooche Pawan ke bilkul saamne the. Pawan ne aankhein neeche kar li, lekin uski naak mein Huma ki nahaane ke baad wali khushboo aa rahi thi.Khate waqt dono chup the.

Shaam ke time main ghar aaya aur darwaza khola to..
Ghar mein halki si khane ki khushboo aa rahi thi. Hall bilkul saaf tha, floor chamak raha tha. Sofa pe Huma baithi thi, uske haathon mein mobile tha.woh wohi light green salwar suit mein thi, lekin dupatta ab bilkul neeche utar kar uske kandhe pe latak raha tha. Uske bade chooche kameez ke andar dheere se saans ke saath hil rahe the.

Mujhe dekh kar woh muskurayi aur boli,
“Aa gaye? Bahut thak gaye lag rahe ho aaj.”

Main bag side mein rakh kar uske paas baith gaya. Usne mera haath pakad liya aur dheere se poocha,
“Chai pioge?”

“Haan… bana do,” maine kaha.

Tabhi Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya aur dheere se bola,
“Ji sahab… aap aa gaye.”

Uski awaaz mein abhi bhi woh purana dar sa tha, lekin chehra thoda relaxed lag raha tha. Usne mujhe paani ka glass diya aur kitchen mein wapas chala gaya.

Huma ne dheere se kaha,
“Aaj dopahar mein maine aloo ke paranthe banaye the. Pawan ne bahut tareef ki. Bol raha tha ki maa bhi aise hi banati thi.”

Main sir hilaya aur muskurane ki koshish ki.
Andar se dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Camera pe jo kuch dekha tha – Huma ka kitchen mein jhukna, Pawan ka paas khade rehna, unki baatein – sab kuch ab mere dimaag mein ghum raha tha.

Pawan ne raat ka khana lagaya – dal, chawal aur bhindi ki sabzi. Hum teeno ek saath table pe baith kar khane lage. Pawan bilkul chup tha, sirf jab Huma kuch puchti tab dheere se jawab deta.

Huma ne ek baar paratha tod kar Pawan ke plate mein rakha aur boli,
“Le Pawan, aur le lo. Tum bahut kam kha rahe ho.”

Pawan ne sharma kar bola,
“Bas ho gaya Didi… aap log kha lo.”

Khane ke baad Pawan ne sab bartanon ko uthaya aur kitchen mein dhone laga. Huma mere paas aa kar sofa pe let gayi aur mere kandhe pe sir rakh diya. Uski garam saans meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.

Main uske baal mein haath fer raha tha. Uske bade chooche mere biceps se ragad rahe the.

Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya aur bola,
“Didi, sahab… sab saaf kar diya hai. Ab main apne kamre mein jaaun?”

Huma ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Haan Pawan, jaao. Aaram karo. Kal subah nashta tum hi bana dena.”

Pawan ne namaste ki aur apne kamre ki taraf chala gaya. Darwaza band hone ki halki awaaz aayi.Huma mere seene se aur chipak gayi.

Woh mere kaan mein dheere se boli,
“Aaj raat mann kar raha hai… pyar karo na.”

Main usko gale lagaya, lekin mera dimaag kahin aur tha.

Huma ne mere hont pe chumma liya aur dheere se boli,
“Chalo bedroom chalte hain.”

Main uske saath utha, lekin andar se ek gehri bechaini aur garam excitement tha.

Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar gehri neend mein so chuki thi. Uski saansein dheere aur garam chal rahi thi. Pink nighty ke andar uske bade bade chooche mere side se halke se dab rahe the. Main usko dheere se alag kiya, utha aur bedroom ka darwaza dheere se band kar diya.

Hall mein lights off thi. Main sofa pe baith gaya, phone nikala aur camera ka app khola.

Main teesre camera pe zoom kiya.

Andar halki si table lamp jal rahi thi.

Pawan bed pe baitha tha. Lungi upar sarak gayi thi. Uski patli kaali taangein faili hui thi. Uske haath mein wohi pink panty thi – jo maine subah uske pillow ke neeche rakhi thi.

Uff… kya nazara tha.

Pawan panty ko dono haathon mein pakde hue tha. Pehle usne use naak pe lagaya aur gehri saans li. Aankhein band, chehra thoda upar ki taraf. Phir usne panty ko apne muh pe rakh liya aur choomne laga. Uske honth panty ke us hisse pe the jahan Huma ki chut ka nishaan tha.

Uske shareer mein ek current daud gaya.

Phir usne lungi ko poora upar kar diya.

Maine pehli baar dekha… uska lund.

Bahut mota tha. Aur lamba bhi – kam se kam 8 inch se zyada. Bilkul kaala, mota saanp jaisa, upar ki taraf thoda jhuka hua. Uske upar ki chamdi pehle se hi peeche thi aur supara chamak raha tha. Neeche bade-bade gol ande latak rahe the, kaale aur bhare hue.

Pawan ne ek haath se apna lund pakda. Woh itna mota tha ki uski ungliyan poori tarah nahi ghir rahi thi. Usne dheere se upar-neeche hilana shuru kiya. Dusre haath mein Huma ki panty thi – usko naak pe ragadte hue, kabhi muh mein daal kar chooste hue.

Uski saansein tez ho rahi thi.
Lund aur bhi sakht ho gaya tha. Uske haath ki raftaar badh rahi thi. Kabhi-kabhi woh panty ko apne lund pe ragadta, phir phir se naak pe le jaata.

Maine phone ko tightly pakad liya. Dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha ki lag raha tha bahar tak awaaz jaayegi.

Uski aankhein band thi. Honth halke se khule the. Kabhi-kabhi uske muh se halki si siski nikal rahi thi – “Uhhh… Didi…”

Maine apni saans rok li.
Pawan ki raftaar aur tez ho gayi. Uska mota lund haath mein chhota lag raha tha. Upar se paani ki boondein nikalne lagi thi. Woh panty ko apne lund ke supare pe ragad raha tha, jaise Huma ki chut ko chhoo raha ho.

Phir uska shareer akad gaya.
Uski taangein seedhi ho gayi. Usne panty ko tightly muh pe daba liya aur zor se jhad gaya.

Ek… do… teen bade-bade jhatke.
Kaala lund se safed maal ka fawwara nikla – pehla Huma ki panty pe gira, doosra uske pet pe, teesra uski taang pe. Bahut saara tha… gaadha bilkul..

Pawan thak kar peeche gir gaya. Saansein bahut tez chal rahi thi. Usne panty ko apne pet pe rakha aur usmein apna maal pochhta raha. Phir usne use fold karke wapas pillow ke neeche rakh diya – ab woh panty uske maal se bheeg chuki thi.

Main phone band karke sofa pe let gaya.
Haathon mein paseena tha. Lund meri pant ke andar poora khada tha.

Guilt bhi ho raha tha..
Lekin excitement itni tez thi ki main wahan sofa pe hi baitha raha… aankhein band kiye… aur baar-baar wohi nazara aankhon ke saamne aa raha tha – Pawan ka woh mota, kaala, lamba lund… Huma ki panty ke sath.

Subah ke 7:30 baje alarm baja.
Main bed pe let kar aankhein kholte hi raat wala scene yaad aa gaya. Pawan ka woh mota kaala lund, Huma ki panty muh mein daba kar muth maarna… woh sab kuch itna saaf dimaag mein ghum raha tha ki lund turant halka sa khada hone laga.

Huma abhi bhi soyi hui thi. Uski nighty upar sarak gayi thi aur ek taang meri taraf thi. Uske bade dudhiya chooche dheere se upar-neeche ho rahe the. Main usko dekhta raha kuch der, phir dheere se uth gaya.

Bathroom se fresh hokar kapde pehne. Office bag taiyar kiya.
Jaate waqt maine Huma ke maathe pe halka sa chumma liya. Woh halke se karwat badal kar phir so gayi.

Hall mein Pawan already uth chuka tha. Woh kitchen mein chai bana raha tha. Usne mujhe dekhte hi dheere se bola,

“Namaste sahab… chai ready hai.”

Main ne cup liya aur ek sip liya. Pawan ka chehra aaj thoda alag lag raha tha – aankhein thodi si neeche ki taraf, lekin chehre pe ek chhupi hui khushi thi. Uski chal mein bhi ek alag si dheemi jaldi thi.

Main ne normal awaaz mein pucha,
“Raat ko acche so soye Pawan?”

Usne jhat se sar hilaya,
“Ji sahab… bahut accha soya.”

Lekin main jaanta tha – raat ko usne kitna accha “soya” tha. Uske pillow ke neeche abhi bhi Huma ki panty thi, ab uske apne maal se bheeg chuki.

Pawan ne toast bana kar plate mein rakha. Tabhi Huma bedroom se bahar aayi. Aaj woh yellow salwar suit mein thi. Kameez ke upar se uske bade chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Baal abhi bhi thode geele the nahaane ke baad.

“Didi… namaste,” Pawan ne dheere se kaha.

Huma muskurayi,
“Subah-subah itna jaldi uth gaye? Bahut mehnati ho tum.”

Woh kitchen ke counter pe baith gayi. Pawan uske paas hi khada tha. Jab Huma ne aage jhuk kar cup liya, uske chooche counter ke kinare se halke se dab gaye. Pawan ki nazar ek pal ke liye wahin ruk gayi, phir turant neeche kar li.

Main un dono ko dekhta raha.
Dono bilkul paas-paas the.

Main ne apna cup khatam kiya aur bola,
“Main office chalta hoon. Aaj thoda late ho sakta hoon.”

Huma ne mere taraf dekha aur muskurate hue boli,
“Theek hai jaan. Khayal rakhna.”

Main darwaze ki taraf badha. Peeche mud kar dekha – Huma counter pe baithi thi aur Pawan uske bilkul paas khada tha, uske haath mein belan tha. Huma kuch bol rahi thi aur hans rahi thi. Pawan bhi halke se muskuraya.

Darwaza band karte waqt mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha.
Ab ghar mein sirf yeh dono the.


Dopahar ke time main office ke cabin mein baitha tha.
Kaam bilkul mann nahi lag raha tha. Maine phone nikala aur camera app khola..Hall ka camera live tha, lekin khali. Phir kitchen ka camera khola.

Dono wahan the.

Huma aur Pawan dining table pe baith kar khana kha rahe the.
Huma light yellow salwar suit mein thi. Dupatta ko usne achhe se lapet liya tha, lekin kameez thodi tight hone ki wajah se uske bade chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Jab woh jhuk kar roti todti thi, chooche aur bhi zor se dab jaate the aur shape bilkul saaf dikhta tha.

Pawan uske bilkul saamne baitha tha. Usne apni plate mein dal-chawal liya hua tha. Haath se roti tod raha tha, lekin uski aankhein baar-baar Huma ke choochiyon pe atak ja rahi thi.

Huma ne ek roti tod kar apne muh mein rakhi aur dheere se boli,
“Pawan, aaj ki sabzi kaise bani hai? Namak theek hai na?”

Pawan ne turant nazar hata li aur sar hilaya,
“Bahut acchi bani hai Didi… bilkul perfect.”

Lekin bolte waqt uski aankhein phir se Huma ke choochiyon pe chali gayi. Huma ne dupatta thoda sa adjust kiya, lekin woh itna patla tha ki choochiyon ka ubhaar chhup nahi raha tha. Jab Huma ne haath upar kiya aur baal peeche kiye, dono chooche ek saath upar uth gaye aur dheere se hil gaye.

Pawan ki roti haath mein ruk gayi.
Uski aankhein phaili hui thi. Woh ek lambe pal tak dekhta raha – Huma ke bade, gol, doodhiye chooche. Phir jaise hosh aaya, usne jhat se nazar neeche kar li aur roti muh mein daal li.

Huma ko kuch pata nahi tha. Woh khana kha rahi thi aur baat kar rahi thi,
“Kal main soch rahi thi… tumhe naye kapde dilwa doon. Yeh wale bahut purane lag rahe hain. Kya kehte ho?”

Pawan ne muh bhara hua tha, phir bhi dheere se bola,
“Didi… aapki marzi. Lekin aap already bahut kuch de rahi hain.”

Huma hans di. Jab woh hans rahi thi, uske chooche zor-zor se hil rahe the. Pawan ki aankhein phir se wahin chali gayi. Is baar woh thoda zyada der tak dekhta raha. Uski gardan halki si laal ho gayi thi. Usne apni taang table ke neeche hila di..

Huma ne apni plate se ek tukda roti uthaya aur Pawan ki plate mein rakh di,
“Le, aur kha lo. Tum bahut kam kha rahe ho.”

Jab woh aage jhuki, uske bade chooche table ke kinare se dab gaye aur ek gehra cleavage saaf dikhai diya. Pawan ke muh ka tukda ruk gaya. Uski aankhein seedhe us cleavage mein thi. Usne gehri saans li, lekin bahar se kuch nahi bola.

Huma ne kuch nahi notice kiya. Woh apna khana khati rahi aur baat karti rahi –

Pawan sirf sar hilata raha aur haan-mein-haan bharta raha. Lekin har baar jab Huma jhukti ya haath uthati, uski nazar uske choochiyon pe chali jaati. Uska chehra ab thoda garam lag raha tha.

Khana khatam hone ke baad Huma uthi aur boli,
“Main thodi der let jaati hoon. Tum bartan dhone ke baad aaram kar lena.”

Pawan ne uth kar plate uthayi aur dheere se bola,
“Ji Didi.”

Huma bedroom ki taraf chali gayi. Jaate waqt uski gaand salwar ke andar dheere se hil rahi thi. Pawan kitchen sink pe khada tha, lekin uski aankhein Huma ke peeche tak lagi rahi.

Main phone ko tightly pakde hue tha.
Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.
Pawan ab khule aam Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoor raha tha… aur Huma ko kuch bhi pata nahi tha.

Maine camera band kiya aur chair pe peeche let gaya.
Andar se ek alaf sa maza aa raha tha.

Dopahar ke 3 baje main office mein baitha tha.
Maine phir se phone uthaya aur camera app khola.

Huma sofa pe leti hui thi. Usne apna dupatta utaar diya tha aur salwar suit ki kameez ke upar se ek patla sa chadar odh liya tha. Uski aankhein band thi, lekin poori neend mein nahi thi – kabhi-kabhi haath se baal sahla rahi thi.

Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya. Usne haathon ko achhe se dhoya tha. Woh thoda der hall ke darwaze pe khada raha, Huma ko dekhta raha. Phir dheere se andar aaya aur sofa ke paas floor pe baith gaya. Usne apna mobile nikala, lekin uski nazar mobile pe nahi thi.

Huma ne aankhein kholi aur halke se muskurayi,
“Pawan… tum bhi thak gaye hoge na? Sofa pe baith jao, zameen pe mat baitho.”

Pawan ne sharma kar sar hilaya,
“Nahi Didi… main yahin theek hoon.”

Lekin Huma ne zor diya,
“Arre baitho na. Ghar hai, koi baat nahi.”

Pawan utha aur sofa ke dusre kinare pe baith gaya – Huma se thoda door, lekin itna paas ki agar haath badhaye toh chhoo sakta tha. Huma ne phir aankhein band kar li.

Pawan baith kar Huma ko dekhta raha.
Uski nazar dheere-dheere Huma ke choochiyon pe chali gayi. Salwar suit ki kameez mein se dono bade gol chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Jab Huma saans leti thi, woh dheere se upar-neeche ho rahe the. Pawan ki aankhein bilkul wahin atak gayi thi.

Woh bahut dheere se apni taang hila raha tha. Uske haath ghutne pe the, ungliyan dheere-dheere upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Chehra thoda laal ho chuka tha. Usne ek baar apni gardan ko chhua, jaise garmi lag rahi ho.

Huma ne karwat badli. Uski ek taang thodi si upar uth gayi, salwar ki cloth tight ho gayi aur uski jaangh ka shape saaf dikhai diya. Pawan ki saans ek pal ke liye ruk gayi. Usne gehri saans li aur phir se Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoorne laga.

Thodi der baad Huma ne aankhein kholi aur pucha,
“Pawan… tumhe neend nahi aa rahi kya?”

Pawan jhat se nazar hata kar bola,
“Nahi Didi… bas aise hi baitha hoon.”

Huma muskurayi aur boli,
“Toh tum bhi let jao. Dopahar mein thoda aaram kar liya karo.”

Pawan ne kuch nahi bola, sirf sar hilaya. Woh sofa pe hi baitha raha, lekin ab uski body thodi si tight ho gayi thi. Uski nazar baar-baar Huma ke jism pe ja rahi thi – choochiyon se le kar uski kamar aur jaanghon tak.

Huma ne phir aankhein band kar li.
Pawan ne dheere se apna haath apni taang ke andar ki taraf le gaya aur halke se daba diya.Main screen pe yeh sab dekh raha tha.
Maine phone ko side pe rakh diya aur aankhein band kar li.
Ghar mein dopahar ki garmi dheere-dheere badh rahi thi… aur kuch aur bhi badh raha tha, jo abhi sirf nazron mein hi tha.

Shaam hone wali thi… aur main jaldi se ghar lautna chahta tha

Shaam ko main ghar pahuncha.
Darwaza kholte hi ghar mein halki si khushboo thi .. Sofa pe Huma baithi thi, uske haathon mein ek magazine tha. Aaj woh yellow salwar suit mein hi thi, lekin dupatta ab bilkul neeche utar kar uske god mein pada tha.

Mujhe dekh kar woh muskurayi aur boli,
“Jaldi aa gaye aaj? Office mein kaam kam tha kya?”

Main bag side mein rakh kar uske paas baith gaya. Usne mera haath pakad liya. Uski ungliyan garam thi. Maine dheere se pucha,
“Din kaisa tha?”

Huma ne magazine band kiya aur boli,
“Theek tha. Dopahar mein thodi der leti rahi. Pawan ne bartan saaf kiye, phir floor pochha. Bahut mehnat karta hai woh.”

Tabhi Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya.
“Namaste sahab… paani laaun?”

Main ne sir hilaya. Pawan glass le kar aaya aur table pe rakh diya. Jab woh jhuk kar glass rakh raha tha, uski nazar ek pal ke liye Huma ke choochiyon pe gayi. Huma ne notice nahi kiya, lekin maine dekh liya.

Pawan kitchen mein wapas chala gaya. Huma mere kandhe pe sir rakh kar boli,
“Aaj dopahar mein Pawan ne kaha ki uske ghar walon ne phone kiya tha. Woh bahut khush hai yahan reh kar. Bol raha tha ki ab usko ghar ki yaad kam aa rahi hai.”

Main chup raha. Dil mein woh dopahar wala scene ghum raha tha – Pawan sofa pe baitha Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoorta hua.

Thodi der baad Pawan ne raat ka khana lagaya . Hum teeno table pe baith gaye. Huma beech mein baithi thi, main ek taraf aur Pawan dusri taraf.

Khate waqt Huma ne baat shuru ki,
“Pawan, kal main bazaar jaungi kuch kapde lene. Tum bhi chalo, tumhare liye bhi ek shirt aur pant le lenge.”

Pawan ne roti muh mein rakhte hue dheere se bola,
“Didi… aapki marzi. Lekin mujhe kya chahiye, aap hi dekh lena.”

Huma hans di. Jab woh hans rahi thi, uske chooche kameez ke andar halke se hil gaye. Pawan ki nazar turant wahin chali gayi. Usne jhat se nazar hata li aur roti todne laga, lekin uski ungliyan thodi si kaanp rahi thi.

Main sab dekh raha tha.
Khane ke baad Pawan ne bartanon ko uthaya aur kitchen mein chala gaya. Huma mere paas aa kar let gayi. Uski garam saans meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.

Woh dheere se boli,
“Imran… lag raha hai ab ghar poora ho gaya hai. Pawan ke saath ek chhota bhai jaisa feel hota hai.”

Main uske baal sahla raha tha, lekin andar se soch raha tha – bhai?
Jo dopahar mein uske choochiyon ko us tarah ghoor raha tha?

Pawan apne kamre mein chala gaya.

Huma ne mujhe kiss kiya aur boli,
“Chalo so jaate hain. Thak gaye honge tum.”

Hum bedroom mein aaye. Huma ne salwar suit utaar kar nighty pehen li. Uske bade chooche nighty ke patle kapde ke andar se saaf dikhte the. Woh mere paas let gayi aur mere seene se lag gayi.

Main usko gale lagaye hue tha, lekin neend door thi.
Camera abhi bhi on the. Pawan apne kamre mein tha. Aur main jaanta tha ki raat ko woh phir se Huma ki panty nikaal kar kuch karega.

Huma gehri neend mein so chuki thi. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi aur nighty ke andar uske bade chooche mere seene se halke se ragad rahe the. Main usko dheere se alag kiya, utha aur hall mein aa gaya. Lights off thi. Sirf mobile ki roshni mein main sofa pe baith gaya aur app khola.

Pawan ke kamre ka camera live tha.

Andar table lamp jal rahi thi. Pawan pura nanga tha. Lungi aur shirt dono bistar ke kinare padi thi. Uska patla kaala badan lamp ki halki roshni mein chamak raha tha. Woh bed pe baitha tha, taangein faila kar.

Uske haath mein Huma ki wohi panty thi.

Lekin is baar usne panty ko apne mote lund pe lapet liya tha. Lund bahut mota aur lamba tha – kaala,upar ki chamdi poori tarah peeche khinch chuki thi. Supara chamak raha tha. Panty ko usne lund ke around tight lapet rakha tha, jaise chut mein ghusa raha ho.

Woh dheere-dheere haath hila raha tha. Lund panty ke andar se ubhar raha tha. Har hilane pe panty ka kapda uske lund pe tight ho jaata tha.

“Saali randi Huma… teri badi-badi choochiyan… uff madarchod… kitni tight salwar mein dab rahi thi aaj…”

Uske haath ki raftaar tez ho gayi.

“Harami randi… main tujhe chodunga… teri chut mein apna mota lund pel dunga… saali tujhe apni rakhail banaunga……”

Woh zor-zor se haath hila raha tha. Panty ab uske lund ke maal se geeli ho chuki thi. Usne panty ko muh mein daal liya aur choosne laga, phir phir se lund pe lapet diya.

“Madarchod saali… teri chut chatunga… teri gaand mein ungli karunga… haramzadi… Imran sahab ke saamne seedhi ban ke ghumti hai… main tujhe kutiya bana kar chodunga…”

Uski saansein bahut tez ho chuki thi. Lund aur bhi sakht ho gaya tha. Woh bed pe let gaya, taangein upar kar li aur dono haathon se lund ko zor-zor se hilaane laga. Panty abhi bhi uske lund pe lapeti hui thi.

“Randi Huma… aa aa… teri choochiyan muh mein lunga… nipple choosunga… teri chut geeli kar dunga… saali haramzadi… main tera pati nahi… tera asli mard hoon main…”

Uske shareer mein ek zor ka jhatka laga.
Woh akad gaya. Lund se safed maal ka fawwara nikla – pehla Huma ki panty pe, doosra uske pet pe, teesra uski taangon pe. Bahut saara maal tha.. Woh thak kar bistar pe gir gaya, saansein tez chal rahi thi.

Phir usne panty ko uthaya, usmein apna maal pochha aur use naak pe lagakar gehri saans li. Chehre pe ek gandi muskurahat thi.

Main mobile haath mein pakde hue sofa pe baitha tha.
Mera muh khula reh gaya tha. Dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha ki awaaz aa rahi thi.

Yeh wohi Pawan tha… jo “Didi” bolta sharma kar baat karta tha, nazar neeche kiye rehta tha
Aur ab raat ko pura nanga hokar Huma ko randi, madarchod, saali, haramzadi, rakhail bol raha tha aur uski panty mein apna mota kaala lund pel raha tha.

Main hairan tha.
Itna sharif dikhta hai… lekin andar se kitna harami nikla.

Maine phone band kiya aur sofa pe let gaya. Haathon mein paseena tha. Lund meri pant ke andar poora khada tha.

Pawan Huma ko apni randi samajhne laga tha.

Main bedroom ki taraf dekha – Huma masoomiyat se so rahi thi, bilkul bekhabar.

Raat ke 2 baje ke aas-paas main wapas bedroom mein ghus gaya.
Huma abhi bhi waise hi soyi hui thi – nighty upar thodi si sarak gayi thi, ek taang meri taraf thi. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi. Main uske paas let gaya, lekin neend bilkul nahi aa rahi thi.

Baar-baar wohi nazara aankhon ke saamne aa raha tha – Pawan pura nanga, uska mota kaala lund panty mein lapeta hua, zor-zor se haath hilaate hue Huma ko gaaliyan dete hue… “randi… madarchod saali… haramzadi… rakhail…”

Main side pe let gaya aur Huma ki taraf dekhne laga. Uski badi choochiyan nighty ke andar dheere se upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Gulabi hont thode se khule hue the. Chehra bilkul masoom lag raha tha.

Lekin mere dimaag mein ab woh masoomiyat nahi, sirf Pawan ki awaaz ghum rahi thi – “Teri chut mein mota lund pel dunga… kutiya bana kar chodunga…”

Mera lund pant ke andar phir se khada ho gaya. Maine haath andar daal kar dheere se sehlaya.

Huma ne karwat badli aur mere seene se lag gayi. Woh abhi bhi gehri neend mein thi.

Main uske baal mein haath fer raha tha. Maine Huma ki nighty ke andar haath daala aur uske chooche ko dheere se dabaya. Huma ne halka sa aah kiya neend mein, lekin jaagi nahi.

Main uske nipple ko ungli se chhed raha tha. Uski chut ke paas haath le gaya – thodi si geeli thi. Maine socha – agar Pawan abhi yahan hota aur yeh dekh leta toh kya karta?

Yeh soch kar main aur garam ho gaya. Maine Huma ko dheere se peeth ke bal litaya, nighty upar ki aur uske upar chadh gaya. Lund bahar nikala aur uski chut ke muh pe ragadne laga.

Huma ne aankhein kholi, neend bhari awaaz mein boli,
“Imran… abhi…?”

Main ne kuch nahi bola, sirf dheere se andar daal diya. Huma ki saans tez ho gayi. Woh neend mein hi mere neeche hilne lagi.

Main dheere-dheere dhakke maar raha tha, lekin dimaag mein sirf Pawan tha – uska mota lund, uski gaaliyan, uski gandi baaten..

Huma ne mujhe tightly pakad liya aur dheere se boli,
“Aaj bahut zor se kar rahe ho…”

Main ne speed badha di. Har dhakke ke saath raat wo scene yaad aa raha tha. Huma ke muh se halke-halke awaaz nikal rahe the. Uski choochiyan zor-zor se hil rahi thi.

Last mein maine zor se dhakka maara aur uski chut ke andar hi jhad gaya. Huma bhi saath mein aa gayi. Woh thak kar mere seene pe gir gayi.

“Jaan… aaj kya ho gaya tha tumhe?” usne halke se pucha.

Main uske baal sahlaate hue bola,
“Bas… bahut mann kar raha tha.”

Huma muskurayi aur phir so gayi.

Main aankhein band kiye pada raha.
Andar se ek naya ehsaas tha – ab yeh sirf soch nahi rahi thi. Pawan sach mein Huma ko apni taraf dekhne laga tha. Aur main… main khud ise rokne ki jagah aur aage badha raha tha.

Very nicely written. Bahut hot chal rahi hai story.

 

[Premkumar65]

Subah main bed se utha.
Huma abhi bhi soyi hui thi, uski nighty thodi si upar sarak gayi thi aur chooche dheere se saans ke saath hil rahe the. Main usko dekhta raha kuch pal, phir dheere se bahar aa gaya.

Hall mein Pawan already jaag chuka tha. Woh kitchen mein chai bana raha tha. Usne saaf shirt aur pant pehni thi, chehra bilkul normal tha – jaise raat ko kuch hua hi nahi ho.

Mujhe dekh kar usne haath jod kar namaste ki aur dheere se bola,
“Namaste sahab… chai ready hai.”

Main cup liya aur table pe baith gaya. Pawan ne toast ki plate mere saamne rakhi. Jab woh jhuk kar plate rakh raha tha, uski aankhein ek pal ke liye neeche ki taraf gayi, lekin turant upar kar li.

Main cup mein chai ghumate hue usko dekhta raha.
Yeh wohi ladka tha jo kal raat ko pura nanga hokar Huma ko “randi… madarchod … haramzadi… rakhail” bol raha tha. Abhi yahan khada “sahab” bol raha hai aur aankhein neeche kiye hue hai.

Mera dil zor se dhadak raha tha. Haath mein cup thoda sa kaanp raha tha.

Tabhi Huma bedroom se bahar aayi. Aaj woh sky blue salwar suit mein thi. Dupatta ko usne kandhe pe lapet liya tha, lekin kameez ke upar se uske bade chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Baal khule hue the aur chehra fresh lag raha tha.

“Didi… namaste,” Pawan ne turant bola, awaaz mein wohi purani sharm thi.

Huma muskurayi,
“Subah-subah itna jaldi uth gaye? Chai bana di?”

“Ji Didi… aapke liye bhi bana di hai.”

Huma counter pe baith gayi. Pawan uske paas hi khada tha, cup uske haath mein de raha tha. Jab Huma ne cup liya, uske chooche counter ke kinare se halke se dab gaye. Pawan ki nazar ek second ke liye wahin atak gayi, phir usne jhat se nazar hata li aur sabziyan saaf karne laga.

Main un dono ko dekhta raha.
Pawan bahar se bilkul sharif lag raha tha – aankhein neeche, baat dheere se..Lekin main jaanta tha ki andar kya chal raha hai. Kal raat usne Huma ki panty mein apna mota lund pel kar usko gaaliyan di thi.

Huma ne mujhe dekha aur pucha,
“Imran, aaj office jaldi ja rahe ho kya?”

Main ne sir hilaya, “Haan… meeting hai.”

Pawan ne chupke se Huma ki taraf dekha. Uski aankhein phir se uske choochiyon pe gayi. Is baar woh thoda zyada der tak dekhta raha. Huma ko kuch pata nahi tha, woh apni chai pi rahi thi.

Main utha aur office bag uthaya. Darwaze ki taraf jaate waqt maine peeche mud kar dekha – Huma counter pe baithi thi aur Pawan uske bilkul paas khada tha, uske haath mein belan tha. Huma kuch bol rahi thi aur halke se hans rahi thi. Pawan bhi muskuraya, lekin uski aankhein Huma ke jism pe hi thi.
Main darwaza band karke bahar nikal gaya.

Office pahunch kar maine turant camera app khola.
Huma abhi bhi kitchen mein thi aur Pawan uske paas hi khada tha.

Main chair pe let gaya aur screen dekhta raha.
Ab har cheez alag lag rahi thi.
Dheere-dheere ghar ki hawa badal rahi thi… aur main khud ise rokne ki jagah dekh raha tha.

Dopahar ho gyi thi.
Maine phone phir se nikala aur camera app khola.

Huma sofa pe leti hui thi. Usne apna dupatta utaar diya tha aur salwar suit ki kameez thodi upar chadh gayi thi. Uski badi dudhiya choochiyan saans ke saath dheere-dheere upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Aankhein band thi, lag raha tha halki neend aa gayi ho.

Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya. Usne haathon ko dhoya aur thoda der darwaze pe khada raha, Huma ko dekhta hua. Phir dheere se andar aaya.

Woh sofa ke bilkul paas khada ho gaya – sirf do kadam ki doori pe. Huma ki taraf muh karke. Uski aankhein Huma ke choochiyon pe thi. Bahut der tak dekhta raha, bina hilte hue.

Phir usne apni pant ka zip khola.

Main screen pe dekhte hi hairan reh gaya.
Usne lund bahar nikala – mota, kaala, pehle se hi thoda khada. Usne ek haath se pakda aur dheere se hilane laga. Dusri taraf nazar Huma ke choochiyon pe lagi hui thi.

Huma ne karwat badli. Uski kameez aur upar chadh gayi, ab uske chooche aur bhi zyada ubhar kar dikhai de rahe the. Pawan ki haath ki raftaar tez ho gayi.

Woh bahut dheere se saans le raha tha, taaki awaaz na ho. Lekin uska chehra laal ho chuka tha. Nazar seedhe Huma ke choochiyon pe thi – jaise unko nigal jaana chahta ho.

Usne aur paas khiska. Ab sirf ek kadam ki doori thi. Huma ki saansein uske lund ke bilkul paas pad rahi thi. Pawan ne apna lund aur tez hilaya. Uski ungliyan lund ke upar tight ho rahi thi.

Main phone ko tightly pakde hue tha. Dil itna zor se dhadak raha tha. Yeh nidarpana… itni himmat…

Pawan ki aankhein ab band ho chuki thi. Woh dheere-dheere se kuch bol raha tha

Uska haath aur tez ho gaya. Lund poora khada tha, mota aur chamak raha tha.

Huma ne halka sa karwat badla. Uski ek choochi aur bhi zyada ubhar gayi. Pawan ki saans phool gayi. Usne jhat se apna lund Huma ki taraf ki taraf ghuma diya, jaise uske choochiyon pe hi maal girana chahta ho.

Phir uska shareer akad gaya.
Ek… do… teen zor ke jhatke.
Safed maal ka fawwara nikla – pehla sofa ke kinare pe gira, doosra zameen pe, teesra usne apne haath mein le liya. Bahut saara tha.

Woh thak kar peeche hat gaya. Saansein tez chal rahi thi. Usne jaldi se apna lund andar kiya, zip band ki aur zameen pe gira maal apne haath se pochha. Phir ek baar Huma ko dekha, muskuraya aur dheere se kitchen ki taraf chala gaya.

Main screen pe dekhta reh gaya.
Hairan tha.
Yeh ladka ab bilkul bekhauf ho chuka tha. Dopahar mein, ghar mein Huma ke bilkul paas khade hokar usko dekh kar muth maar raha tha..

Mera lund pant ke andar sakht ho chuka tha.

Main phone band karke chair pe let gaya.
Shaam hone wali thi… aur main soch raha tha ki ghar laut kar kya karunga.

Shaam ke 7:20 baje main darwaza khola.
Ghar mein roti aur sabzi ki khushboo aa rahi thi.Sofa pe Huma baithi thi. Aaj bhi sky blue salwar suit mein thi, dupatta god mein pada tha. Usne mujhe dekh kar muskuraya aur uth kar mere paas aayi.

“Aa gaye? Aaj thoda jaldi aa gaye na?” usne pucha aur mere gale lag gayi. Uski badi choochiyan mere seene se dab gayi.

“Haan… meeting jaldi khatam ho gayi,” maine kaha aur uske baal mein haath fer diya.

Tabhi Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya.dheere se bola,
“Namaste sahab… paani laaun?”

Main ne sir hilaya. Pawan glass le aaya. Jab woh glass rakh raha tha, uski nazar ek pal ke liye Huma ke choochiyon pe gayi. Main notice kar raha tha, lekin kuch nahi bola.

Hum teeno dining table pe baith gaye. Huma beech mein, main ek taraf aur Pawan dusri taraf. Pawan ne roti, dal aur aloo-matar ki sabzi lagayi.

Huma ne roti todte hue pucha,
“Pawan, aaj sabzi kaise bani?”

“Acchi bani hai Didi,” Pawan ne dheere se jawab diya. Usne roti muh mein rakhi, lekin baat karte waqt uski aankhein baar-baar Huma ke choochiyon ki taraf ja rahi thi.

Huma ne mujhe dekha aur boli,
“Imran, Pawan ne aaj dopahar mein floor bahut accha pochha. Ghar bilkul chamak raha hai.”

Main sir hilaya aur muskurane ki koshish ki. Khana khaate waqt baat-chit chalti rahi – chhoti-moti ghar ki baatein. Pawan zyada bol nahi raha tha, sirf jab Huma puchti tab jawab deta. Lekin har baar jab Huma jhuk kar roti leti, uske chooche ubhar jaate aur Pawan ki nazar wahin atak jaati.

Khana khatam hone ke baad Pawan ne bartanon ko uthaya aur kitchen mein chala gaya. Huma mere paas aa kar sofa pe let gayi aur mere kandhe pe sir rakh diya.

“Thak gaye ho na aaj?” usne pucha.

“Haan… thoda,” maine kaha. Dimag me dopahar wala scene ghum raha tha – Pawan sofa ke paas khade hokar muth maar raha tha, Huma ke choochiyon ko ghoorta hua.

Thodi der baad Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya aur bola,
“Didi, sahab… sab saaf kar diya. Ab main apne kamre mein jaaun?”

Huma ne muskurate hue kaha,
“Haan Pawan, jaao. Aaram karo.”

Pawan apne kamre mein chala gaya. Darwaza band hone ki awaaz aayi.

Huma ne mere taraf dekha, aankhon mein pyar tha. Usne mera haath pakad kar bedroom ki taraf le gayi.

Andar pahunchte hi usne darwaza band kiya aur mujhe kiss karne lagi. Main bhi usko tightly pakad liya. Uski choochiyan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. Kiss gehra hota gaya.

Maine uski kameez ka naada khola aur upar utha diya. Uski badi dudhiya choochiyan nangi ho gayi. Main neeche jhuk kar ek choochi muh mein le li aur zor se choosne laga. Huma ki saans tez ho gayi, “Ummm… Imran…”

Main usko bed pe litaya. Salwar bhi utaar di. Uski chut pinkish aur thodi geeli thi. Main uske upar chadh gaya aur lund bahar nikaal kar andar daal diya.

Aaj main bahut josh mein tha. Dopahar ka scene, Pawan ki gaaliyan, uska mota lund – sab kuch dimaag mein ghum raha tha. Maine zor-zor se dhakke marne shuru kar diye.

Huma ki aankhein khul gayi, “Ahhh… Imran… aaj bahut zor se…”

Bed hil raha tha. Har dhakke mein uske bade chooche zor-zor se upar-neeche hil rahe the.

“Zor se… aur zor se jaan…” Huma uhhh uaah kar rahi thi. Uski taangein meri kamar pe lapet gayi thi.

Main aur tez ho gaya. Lund poora andar-bahar kar raha tha. Har dhakke ke saath soch raha tha – agar yeh Pawan kar raha hota… uska mota kaala lund Huma ki chut mein ghusa hota… toh Huma kya awaazein nikalti?

Yeh soch kar main aur josh mein aa gaya. Maine Huma ko ghuma kar kutiya bana diya aur peeche se zor se pelne laga. Uski choochiyan neeche latak rahi thi. Main uski kamar pakad kar zor-zor se dhakke maar raha tha.

Huma pagal si ho gayi, “Ahhh… haan… aur andar… mar jaungi… Imran… aur zor se!”

Last ke kuch dhakke bahut tezi se maare. Huma zor se jhad gayi, uski chut mere lund ko squeeze kar rahi thi. Main bhi uske andar hi jhad gaya – gehra aur garam maal uski chut mein bhar diya.

Dono thak kar bed pe gir gaye. Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar let gayi, saansein tez chal rahi thi.

“Jaan… aaj tum bahut wild ho gaye the… maza aa gaya,” usne halke se kaha aur mujhe kiss kiya.
Main uske baal sahla raha tha.
Huma so chuki thi.
Main aankhein band kiye pada raha…


Agla din subah nashta karke main office nikal gaya.
Huma ne darwaze tak chhodne aayi thi. Pawan kitchen mein hi tha. Main office pahuncha, kaam shuru kiya, lekin mann bilkul nahi lag raha tha.

Karib 10 baje maine cabin ka darwaza band kiya aur phone nikala. Camera app khola.

Kitchen ka view live tha.

Huma aur Pawan dono kitchen mein kaam kar rahe the. Huma counter pe khadi thi, sabzi kat rahi thi. Pawan uske bilkul paas khada tha, belan se rotiyan bel raha tha. Dono ke beech sirf ek chhoti si jagah thi.

Thodi der tak sab normal tha. Huma kuch bol rahi thi aur hans rahi thi. Pawan sirf sar hilata ja raha tha.

Phir dheere-dheere Pawan aur paas khiska. Ab uska shareer Huma ke bilkul chipak gaya tha – uski chaati Huma ki peeth se lag rahi thi. Huma pehle notice nahi kar payi, kyuki woh sabzi mein busy thi.

Lekin kuch seconds baad Huma ka shareer thoda sa akad gaya. Shayad usko Pawan ka lund peeche se chubhta mehsoos hua tha. Woh ruk gayi.

Main screen pe dekhte hi hairan reh gaya. Dil zor se dhadakne laga.

Huma ne peeche mud kar dekha. Uski aankhein phail gayi. Usne turant Pawan ko dhakka diya aur zor se do thappad maare – ek gaal pe, doosra dusre gaal pe.

“Ye kya badtameezi hai Pawan?!” uski awaaz tez thi, gusse se kaanp rahi thi.

Pawan bilkul nidar khada tha. Chehre pe koi darr nahi tha. Usne Huma ki kamar pakad li aur uski gaand ko zor se masal diya – dono haathon se.

Phir dheere se bola,
“Aap kitni garam ho Didi…”

Huma shock ho gayi. Uski aankhein phail gayi, muh khula reh gaya. Woh kuch seconds tak kuch bol nahi payi.

Phir usne zor-zor se thappad maare – gaal pe, kandhe pe, jahan haath padta tha.
“Aaj sahab ko aane do… main bataungi sab kuch! Bahut himmat ho gayi hai teri!”

Pawan ne haath hata liya, lekin chehre pe wohi nidar muskurahat thi. Usne kuch nahi bola, sirf Huma ko dekhta raha. Phir dheere se peeche hat gaya aur apne kamre ki taraf chala gaya. Darwaza band kar liya.

Huma kitchen mein khadi reh gayi. Uska chehra laal ho chuka tha – gusse se, sharm se, aur shayad dar se bhi. Usne apni kameez theek ki, dupatta lapeta aur counter pe haath tika kar khadi rahi. Saansein tez chal rahi thi.

Main phone haath mein pakde hue tha. Poora shareer kaanp raha tha.
Yeh sab itni jaldi ho gaya… Pawan ne itni himmat dikhayi… Huma ne thappad maare… phir bhi Pawan nidar tha.

Main camera band karke chair pe peeche let gaya.
Dil mein ek toofan uth raha tha – dar, maza, bechaini… sab kuch saath mein.

Shaam ke 7:15 baje main darwaza khola.
Huma sofa pe baithi thi. Uske chehre pe gussa saaf dikhai de raha tha. Aankhein laal, honth tight, dupatta kandhe pe latka hua tha. Usne mujhe dekha toh muskurane ki koshish ki, lekin muskurahat adhuri rah gayi.

“Kaise ho?” maine pucha aur uske paas baith gaya.

Huma ne sirf “Theek hoon” bola aur mobile mein kuch dekhne lagi. Uski awaaz mein woh purani mithaas nahi thi.

Main ne dheere se pucha,
“Kya hua jaan? Chehra itna utra hua kyun hai?”

Huma ne nazar uthayi, thodi der mujhe dekha aur phir boli,
“Kuch nahi… bas thoda sar dard hai.”

Main ne uska haath pakda,
“Batao na… office se aate waqt bhi tumhari yaad aa rahi thi. Aaj kuch hua kya?”

Huma ne haath chhudaya aur uth kar kitchen ki taraf chali gayi.
“Bas kuch nahi Imran… chhodo na.”

Main hairan tha.
Huma aisi kabhi nahi hoti. Chhoti-chhoti baat bhi mujhe bata deti thi. Aaj dopahar mein jo hua – Pawan ka chipakna, thappad, gaali… sab kuch usne mujhe kyun nahi bataaya? Dar rahi hai? Sharm aa rahi hai? Ya kuch aur soch rahi hai?

Main sofa pe baitha soch raha tha tabhi Pawan kitchen se bahar aaya. Usne haath jod kar namaste ki aur dheere se bola,
“Namaste sahab… paani laaun?”

Main ne sir hilaya. Pawan glass le aaya aur table pe rakh diya. Uske chehre pe aaj ek ajib si smile thi – halki, confident, jaise andar se kuch jeet gaya ho.

Main ne baat shuru ki,
“Pawan, aaj kaam kaisa chala?”

“Theek tha sahab,” usne jawab diya. Baat karte hue uski nazar mere taraf thi, lekin har doosre shabd ke baad mein woh Huma ki taraf dekh leta tha. Aur woh smile… woh smile abhi bhi uske honthon pe thi.

Huma kitchen mein khadi thi, bartanon ko zor-zor se rakh rahi thi. Pawan ne phir se uski taraf dekha – aankhon mein wohi nidar look. Jaise bol raha ho – “Main jaanta hoon tune kya kiya… aur tu kuch nahi kar payegi.”

Main notice kar raha tha. Yeh ladka ab bilkul badal chuka tha.

Main ne pucha,
“Roti bana di kya?”

“Ji sahab… bas garam kar raha hoon,” Pawan ne kaha aur phir se Huma ki taraf dekha. Uski smile aur gehri ho gayi.

Huma ne zor se ek plate rakhi aur boli,
“Khana table pe laga do.”

Pawan ne “Ji Didi” kaha, lekin is baar “Didi” bolte waqt uski awaaz mein ek chhupa hua mazak tha. Woh kitchen mein chala gaya.

Huma mere paas aayi aur dheere se baith gayi. Usne kuch nahi bola. Main uske chehre ko dekh raha tha

Main soch raha tha –
Huma mujhe bata kyun nahi rahi?
Kya woh darr rahi hai ki main Pawan ko nikaal dunga?

Pawan ne khana table pe laga diya. Hum teeno baith gaye. Khane ke dauran sirf chammach aur roti ki awaaz thi. Pawan chup tha, lekin har baar jab Huma roti leti, uski nazar uske choochiyon pe jaati aur woh halke se muskurata.
Main sab dekh raha tha.

Khana khatam hone ke baad Huma uthi aur seedha bedroom mein chali gayi. Darwaza band kar liya.

Pawan ne bartanon ko uthaya aur kitchen ki taraf chala gaya

Main sofa pe baitha raha…
Aaj raat Huma se baat karna padegi. Lekin woh bataayegi ya nahi… yeh abhi tak pata nahi tha.

Main sofa pe baitha tha. Dil mein bahut kuch chal raha tha. Thodi der baad maine Pawan ko bulaya.

“Pawan, suno… mujhe bahar ek urgent kaam hai. Thodi der mein aa jaunga. Didi ko bata dena.”

Pawan ne normal tareeke se sar hilaya aur dheere se bola,
“Ji sahab… main bata dunga.”

Main darwaza khol kar bahar nikal gaya. Ghar se thoda door ja kar ek chhote se chai ke stall pe baith gaya. Chai ka order diya aur turant camera app khola.

Hall ka view live tha.

Lagbhag 20 minute baad Huma bedroom se bahar nikli. Uska chehra abhi bhi gusse mein tha. Usne dupatta kandhe pe lapet rakha tha.

Woh hall mein aayi aur idhar-udhar dekha. Pawan wahan sofa ke paas khada tha.

Huma ne thodi tez awaaz mein pucha,
“Imran kahan gaye hain?”

Pawan ne uski taraf dekha aur muskurane laga — wohi ajib si smile. Woh dheere se aage badha.

“Didi… sahab bahar gaye hain. Thodi der mein aa jayenge.”

Huma ne peeche hatne ki koshish ki, lekin Pawan aur paas aa gaya. Usne ek haath se Huma ki kamar pakad li aur dusre haath ko uski salwar ke upar se chut pe rakh diya aur zor se masalne laga — ungliyan salwar ke kapde ke upar se chut ke shape ko feel kar rahi thi.

Huma ka shareer akad gaya. Usne turant dhakka diya aur gusse mein boli,
“Chhod mujhe Pawan! Kya badtameezi kar raha hai tu? Hat ja warna main Imran ko bata dungi!”

Lekin Pawan ne haath nahi hataya. Uski ungliyan abhi bhi salwar ke upar se Huma ki chut ko masal rahi thi. Woh muskurate hue dheere se bola,
“Didi… gussa mat karo. Aapki chut toh bahut garam ho rahi hai…”

Huma aur gussa ho gayi. Usne zor se dhakka diya aur dhamki di,
“Hat ja! Aaj Imran ko sab bataungi. Tu bahut kamina hai. Nikal ja ghar se!”

Pawan abhi bhi nahi chhoda. Usne Huma ko aur tightly pakad liya aur haath ko aur andar ki taraf dabaya. Salwar ke kapde ke upar se bhi Huma ki chut ke shape saaf mehsoos ho raha tha.
Huma ka chehra laal ho chuka tha . Woh dhakke deti rahi, lekin Pawan mazboot tha.

Main chai ke stall pe baitha yeh sab dekh raha tha.
Phone haath mein tightly pakda hua tha. Dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha.

Huma gussa kar rahi thi, dhamki de rahi thi… lekin Pawan ab bilkul nidar ho chuka tha. Woh muskurate hue uski chut masal raha tha aur Huma usko rok nahi pa rahi thi.
Main stall pe baitha camera dekhta raha.

Huma ne ek aur zor ka dhakka diya aur gusse mein boli,
“Hat ja Pawan! Bahut ho gaya… ab aur ek kadam bhi aage badhaya toh main sach mein sab Imran ko bata dungi!”

Pawan ne haath hataya, lekin peeche nahi hata. Usne Huma ko dekha aur dheere se muskuraya. Phir usne apni pant ka zip khol diya.

Huma ki aankhein phail gayi.

Pawan ne apna mota kaala lund bahar nikaal liya. Woh poora khada tha — bahut mota, gehra kaala, upar ki chamdi peeche khinch chuki thi aur supara chamak raha tha. Neeche bade-bade ande latak rahe the.

Huma peeche hatne lagi, “Nahi… ye kya kar raha hai tu? Andar daal apna… sharam nahi aati?”

Lekin Pawan nahi ruka. Usne ek haath se apna lund pakda aur dheere-dheere hilane laga. Nazar seedhe Huma pe thi.

“Didi… dekho na… aapke liye khada ho gaya hai…” usne dheere se bola, awaaz mein gandi mithaas thi.

Huma ne nazar hataane ki koshish ki, lekin uski aankhein baar-baar uske mothe kaale lund pe ja rahi thi. Woh gusse mein thi, lekin uski nazar us lund se hat nahi pa rahi thi.

Pawan haath ki raftaar badhata gaya aur gandi baatein karne laga,
“Didi… aapki ye tight salwar… main iske andar apna lund daal kar chodna chahta hoon… aapki chut kitni geeli ho rahi hogi abhi… … main aapko bahut mazaa dunga…”

Huma ne zor se chillaya,
“Chup kar! Andar daal apna… aur hat ja yahan se!”

Woh rokne ki koshish kar rahi thi — haath aage badha kar usko dhakka dene ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin Pawan peeche nahi hat raha tha. Woh muskurate hue apna lund hilata raha.

“Didi… aap dekh rahi ho na… kitna mota hai… aapke pati ka toh chhota hoga… mera dekho… aapki chut ko faad dega… haramzadi… Didi…”

Huma gusse mein thi, lekin uski aankhein uske lund pe lagi hui thi. Woh baar-baar nazar hataati, phir phir se dekh leti. Uska chehra aur laal ho chuka tha.

Pawan ki raftaar tez ho gayi. Usne “Didi… Didi…” bolte hue zor-zor se haath hilaya.

Phir uska shareer akad gaya.
“Didi… aa raha hai… le lo Didi…”

Woh zor se jhad gaya. Safed maal ka fawwara nikla — pehla zameen pe, doosra Huma ki salwar ke niche ki taraf gira. Bahut saara tha.

Huma dar aur gusse se kaanp rahi thi. Usne ek cheekh maari aur turant peeche mud kar apne bedroom ki taraf bhag gayi. Darwaza zor se band kar diya.

Pawan wahan khada tha, saansein tez chal rahi thi. Usne apna lund andar kiya, zip band ki aur muskurate hue apne kamre ki taraf chala gaya. Jaise kuch hua hi nahi.

Main stall pe baitha yeh sab dekh raha tha.
Mera dil bahut zor se dhadak raha tha.

Daring hai pawan. Lagta hai bahut auraton se deal kar chuka hai.

 

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Kolkata ki thodi si barsaat wali shaam thi. Main, Imran, apne 2BHK flat ke room ke sofa pe baitha tha. Bank ki job se laute hue sirf 20 minute hue the, lekin lag raha tha jaise pura din guzar gaya ho.

Huma kitchen mein thi. Uske paon ki payal ki halki si awaaz aa rahi thi. Woh aaj bhi apne favourite pink salwar suit pehne thi – woh wala jiska dupatta thoda transparent tha aur kameez ke upar se uske bade, gol, dudhiya chuche saaf dikh rahe the jab woh jhuk rahi thi.

25 saal ki Huma sach mein bahut khubsurat thi. Gulabi hont, bilkul doodh jaisa gora rang, lambe kaale baal jo uske hips tak latakte the, aur figure…, 34-28-36. Bahar nikalte waqt woh hamesha parda karti thi, lekin ghar mein sirf yeh salwar suits. Aur main jaanta tha ki uske andar kuch bhi nahi pehenti – na bra, na panty – kyuki mujhe yeh pasand tha.

“Imran… chai pioge?” usne kitchen se pucha, uski awaaz mein wohi pyar bhari mithaas thi.

“Haan… le aao,” maine kaha.

Woh chai ka tray leke aayi..Jab woh jhuk kar table pe tray rakh rahi thi, uske bade chuche kameez ke andar hil rahe the. Dupatta ek taraf sarak gaya tha. Uske gulabi hont thoda sa khule the. Main usko dekhta raha.
Hamara Routine tha
Subah office, shaam ghar, raat ko sex… woh bhi 10-12 minute ka aur so jaana.

Huma mere paas baith gayi. Usne apna haath mere thigh pe rakh diya aur dheere se sahlaane lagi.

“Thak gaye ho na aaj?” usne pucha

“Haan… thoda,” maine kaha aur uske haath pe apna haath rakh diya.

Woh thoda aur paas sarak aayi. Uski kameez ke andar se uske chuche ka garm mehsoos ho raha tha mere biceps se. Usne dheere se mere kaan mein kaha,

“Aaj jaldi khaana kha lete hai… phir bedroom chalte hain?”

Main muskuraya
Raat ke 10:45 baje hum bedroom mein the.
Huma ne salwar suit utaar diya. Uske bade, tight, doodhiya chuche bilkul saamne the. Nipples halke pink the aur thode khade ho chuke the. Woh bed pe let gayi, taange thodi si khol kar.

Main bhi kapde utaar kar uske upar chadh gaya.
Andar daala… garm thi, geeli thi… lekin excitement nahi tha mujhe
10 minute baad main jhad gaya.
Huma ne mujhe kiss kiya aur bol diya, “I love you.”

Main uske bagal mein let gaya.
Woh mere seene pe sir rakh kar so gayi.

Lekin main jaag raha tha.
aankhein band kar ke soch raha tha –
Ab is sex me maza nhi aa raha

Huma ki saans dheere dheere chal rahi thi.
Uski ek taang abhi bhi meri taang pe thi. Uska soft, gora jism mere se satta hua tha.

Aur main soch raha tha…
Agar koi aur… usko is tarah chhue… uske bade chuche dabaye…
Pehli baar yeh soch mere lund ko ek ajib sa maza mila

Agle din subah 8:30 baje.
Mainbank ke cabin mein baitha tha. Laptop screen pe Excel sheet khula tha, lekin aankhein sirf uspe thi, dimaag bilkul kahin aur tha.

Raat ki baat yaad aate hi dil mein ek gehra sa guilt hua..

“Ufff main apni biwi ke baare mein aisa kaise soch sakta hoon?”
Huma – meri pyari, seedhi, khubsurat Huma. Jisne mujhse shaadi ke baad kabhi kisi aur taraf dekha bhi nahi.Usko kisi aur mard ke saath imagine karna… uske bade dudhiya chuche kisi aur ke haathon mein… uske gulabi hont kisi aur ke lund pe…

Mera chehra garam ho gaya. Haath mein pen tightly pakad liya.

“Pagal ho gaya hoon kya main? Yeh sab sochna bhi gunaah hai.”

Main chair pe peeche let gaya aur aankhein band kar li.
Lekin jaise hi aankhein band hui, wohi scene wapas aa gaya – kal raat Huma bed pe leti hui, uske bade chuche hilte hue, gulabi nipples thode khade… aur mere dimaag ne uski jagah kisi aur ko bitha diya. Ek mazboot mard… jo usko dheere dheere chhoo raha hai, uske salwar ka naada khol raha hai, uske doodhiye jism ko apne haathon se masal raha ho.

Lund andar hi andar halka sa khada hone laga.

“Fuck… kya ho raha hai mujhe?”

Main turant aankhein khol di aur chair pe seedha ho gaya. Coffee ka cup uthaya aur ek bada sip liya, jaise garam coffee guilt ko jala degi. Lekin nahi… excitement aur badh rahi thi. Dil zor zor se dhadak raha tha. Ek ajeeb si khujli si ho rahi thi andar

Colleague ne aake pucha, “Imran bhai, lunch ke liye chaloge?”

Main muskuraya, “Haan… bas 5 minute.”

Lekin andar se soch raha tha –
Agar sach mein koi aur Huma ko touch kare… toh woh kaisi react karegi?
Yeh soch kar mera lund pant ke andar poora khada ho gaya. Main table ke neeche haath daal kar dheere se daba diya.

“Harami hoon main… apni biwi ko randi samajh raha hoon. Yeh sab galat hai.”

Lekin excitement ruk nahi rahi thi.
Office ke washroom jaane ka mann kar raha tha… akela baith kar yeh sab sochne ka.

Shaam ko ghar lautne ka time hua toh dil mein do hisse lad rahe the:
Ek bol raha tha – “Bas kar Imran, aaj se yeh sochna band kar.”
Doosra hissa dheere se muskurate hue bol raha tha – “Aaj raat Huma ke saath sex karte waqt… thoda aur detail mein soch ke dekhna… kaisa lagega?”

Ghar pahunchte hi maine darwaza khola.
Huma kitchen se aayi, aaj bhi wohi light blue salwar suit mein. Dupatta ek taraf tha. Uske bade chuche salwar ke kapde ke andar se saaf dikhte the. Woh muskurayi aur boli,

“Office kaisa tha aaj? Thak gaye ho na?”

Main usko dekhta raha… uske gulabi hont, uska doodhiya rang, uski masoomiyat… aur andar se ek thrill chhup chhup ke bol raha tha:

“Kal raat jo socha tha… woh sach mein ho sakta hai kya?”

Raat ke 10:40 ke time.
Drawing room ki lights dim thi. Huma mere saath sofa pe baithi thi, uska sir mere kandhe pe. TV chal raha tha, lekin hum dono dekh nahi rahe the. Uski saansein dheere dheere meri gardan pe pad rahi thi.

“Imran… aaj office mein kya hua tha? Thoda tense lag rahe ho,” usne pucha, uski awaaz mein pyar tha.

Main uske baal sahlaate hue bola, “Bas kaam jyada tha… tu fikar mat kar.”

Huma ne mujhe dekha, uske bade, kaale aankhein chamak rahi thi. Phir woh dheere se uthi aur mera haath pakad kar bedroom ki taraf le gayi.

Andar pahunchte hi usne door band kiya aur mujhe dekha. Gulabi hont pe halki si smile thi. Usne apna dupatta dheere se khol diya aur side pe rakh diya. Light blue salwar suit mein uska figure bilkul perfect dikhta tha – chhati pe kameez thodi tight thi, jisse uske bade, gol, dudhiya chuche saaf shape mein ubhar rahe the. Kamar patli thi, hips gol aur bhare hue the.

Woh mere paas aayi aur mere gale mein baahen daal di. “Aaj main tumhe bahut pyar karna chahti hoon,” usne dheere se kaha aur mere hont pe apne gulabi, naram hont rakh diye. Kiss dheere dheere gehra hota gaya. Uski jeebh meri jeebh se khel rahi thi, bilkul pyar se.

Main uske peeth pe haath ferne laga. Salwar ki kameez ke upar se uski soft, garmi feel ho rahi thi. Phir maine dheere se uski kameez ka naada khola. Huma ne haath utha kar kameez utaar di.

Uski upper body bilkul nangi ho gayi.
Dudhiya gora rang, bilkul doodh jaisa. Bade-bade, heavy chuche – 34D size ke, perfectly round, thode neeche ki taraf jhuke hue lekin bahut tight. Pinkish-brown nipples halke se khade the, charo taraf chhoti-chhoti goosebumps si. Jab woh saans leti thi, dono chuche dheere se upar-neeche hilte the.

Main neeche jhuka aur ek nipple ko muh mein le liya. Huma ki saans tez ho gayi. “Ummm… Imran…” usne mere baal pakad liye.

Main dusre chuche ko haath se dabane laga – soft, garam

Huma ki taangein kaanp rahi thi. Usne apna salwar ka naada khol diya aur neeche se utaar diya. Ab woh bilkul nangi khadi thi mere saamne.

Uski chut bilkul clean shaved thi – tight, thodi si geeli shine de rahi thi. Uske thighs soft aur gora, hips ke neeche do chhote-chhote dimples.

Main usko bed pe letaya. Uski taangein dheere se khol di. Uske bade chuche dono taraf spread ho gaye the, nipples abhi bhi khade the. Main uske upar chadh gaya. Lund pehle se hi khada tha.

Dheere se andar daala. Huma ki aankhein band ho gayi, gulabi hont khul gaye. “Ahhh… pyar se… ,” usne kaha.

Main slow motion mein andar-bahar karne laga. Har dhakke pe uske bade chuche hil rahe the – upar-neeche, gol gol. Main ek haath se ek chuchi pakad kar dabata, dusre haath se uske hont ko kiss karta. Huma mere peeth pe naakhun gadha rahi thi, dheere dheere awaaz kar rahi thi – “Imran… aur zor se… haan… accha lag raha hai…”


15-20 minute tak hum isi tarah pyaar karte rahe. Phir Huma ki saansein tez hone lagi. Usne mujhe tightly pakad liya aur boli, “Main aa rahi hoon……”

Main ne bhi speed badha di. Kuch dhakko ke baad dono saath mein jhad gaye. Huma ki chut mere lund ko jakad liya. uske chuche mere seene se dab rahe the. Uski gardan pe paseena tha, gulabi hont khule hue the.

Hum dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat gaye. Huma mere seene pe sir rakh kar let gayi. Uski ek taang meri taang pe thi. Uske bade chuche mere side mein dab rahe the, abhi bhi garam aur soft.

“Imran… tum bahut achhe ho,” usne dheere se kaha aur mujhe kiss kiya.

Main uske baal sahla raha tha, lekin andar se wohi guilt aur excitement tha.
Kal raat jo socha tha… aaj sex ke dauran bhi kai baar wohi images aa gaye the – Huma ke yahi bade chuche kisi aur ke muh mein… uski yahi tight chut kisi aur ke lund se bhar jaaye…

Subah meri aankhe khuli. Huma mere bagal mein thi, abhi bhi nangi, uske bade dudhiya chooche ek taraf ko latak rahe the. Uski saansein dheere chal rahi thi.

Woh jaag gayi, meri taraf palti aur muskurate hue boli,
“Imran… ek baat kahoon?”

“Haan bolo,” maine uske baal mein haath ferte hue kaha.

Huma boli,
“Ghar ka kaam bahut ho gaya hai… roz subah office jaane se pehle saaf-safai, khana banana, kapde dhona… main akeli nahi sambhal pa rahi. Kya hum ek naukar rakh lein? jo ghar ke kaam kar de.

Main usko dekhta reh gaya.
Uske gulabi hont bolte hue bhi itne naram lag rahe the. Uski badi-badi aankhein meri taraf dekh rahi thi. Aur mere dimaag mein turant kal raat wali baat yaad aa gayi

Andar se ek current sa dauda.
Lekin maine bahar se normal muskurahat di aur bola,
“Theek hai… dekh lete hain. Koi accha sa aadmi mil jaaye toh rakh lenge.”

Huma khush ho kar mujhe kiss karne lagi. Uski nangi choochiyan mere seene se ragad rahi thi. “Shukriya jaan… tum bahut samajhdaar ho.”

Uske baad woh uth kar salwar suit pehenne lagi. Main usko dekhta raha – jab woh jhuk kar salwar ka naada baandh rahi thi, uske bade chooche kameez ke andar latak-latak kar hil rahe the. Dupatta uthate waqt uski kamar aur hips ka shape saaf dikha.

Main office ke liye ready hua aur nikal gaya.

Mere laptop pe Chrome mein ek private tab khula tha.

Maine “desi cuckold servant wife” search kiya tha.
Ek video khola – ek gori, khubsurat biwi (bilkul Huma jaisi) apne ghar ke naukar ke saath thi. Naukar ka lund mota aur kaala tha. Woh biwi ko kitchen ke counter pe jhuka kar peeche se chod raha tha. Biwi ke chooche latak rahe the, uske muh se awaazein nikal rahi thi – “Ahhh… aur zor se… haan …”

Main video dheere-dheere dekh raha tha.
Volume bilkul zero, sirf aankhein video pe lagi thi.

Aur main Huma aur khud ko imagine karne laga…


Main video dekhte hue apna lund pant ke andar haath daal kar dheere-dheere sehlane laga.
Guilt bhi ho raha tha –
“Uff… main apni biwi ko naukar ke saath kaise soch raha hoon? Huma itni seedhi hai… main kitna ganda ho gaya hoon.”

Lekin excitement itni tez thi ki ruk nahi pa raha tha.
Lund poora khada ho chuka tha. Video mein biwi jhad rahi thi, uske chooche hil rahe the, naukar uske muh mein apna lund daal raha tha.

Maine aankhein band ki aur socha –
Agar yeh sab humare ghar mein ho… Huma ke bade chooche naukar ke muh mein… uski chut naukar ke lund se bhar jaaye… aur main chhup kar dekh raha hoon… toh kaisa lagega?

Shaam Ghar lautne ka time hua toh dil mein do awaazein lad rahi thi:
Ek bol rahi thi – “Bas kar Imran… yeh sab galat hai.”
Doosra hissa dheere se bol raha tha – “Aaj shaam naukar ke liye dekh… aur Huma se baat kar..

Shaam ke 7:15 baje main bank se ghar pahuncha.
Darwaza kholte hi Huma kitchen se aayi. Aaj woh cream colour ka salwar suit pehne thi. Kameez ke upar se uske bade dudhiya chooche saaf ubhar rahe the. Dupatta ek taraf sarak gaya tha. Woh muskurate hue mere gale lag gayi.

“Jaan aa gaye? Thak gaye kya?” usne pucha aur mere hont pe ek pyara sa chumma le liya.

Main usko gale lagaye hue bola,
“Haan thoda thak gaya hoon. Chai bana do na.”

Huma chai le aayi. Hum dono sofa pe baith gaye. Maine uske kandhe pe haath rakh diya. Uski soft skin aur choochiyon ki garmi feel ho rahi thi.

Maine dheere se kaha,
“Woh baat… jo subah ki thi… naukar wali.”

Huma ki aankhein chamak uthi.
“Haan… sach mein bahut mushkil ho raha hai akeli sab sambhalna. Tum subah office chale jaate ho, main pura din ghar sambhalti hoon. Ek accha sa aadmi naukar aa jaaye toh kaam bahut aasan ho jaayega.”

Main uske chehre ko dekhta raha. Uske gulabi hont aur woh masoomiyat… aur mere dimaag mein turant woh video wali tasveer aa gayi – Huma isi salwar suit mein naukar ke saamne khadi hai.

Maine andar se saans li aur bola,
“Theek hai jaan. Aaj final karte hain. Hum ek naukar rakh lenge. Lekin ek baat… woh ghar ke andar hi rahega, saaf-safai, khana, kapde… sab karega. Tumhe koi takleef toh nahi hogi na?”

Huma muskurayi aur mere seene pe sir rakh diya,
“Nahi jaan… main toh bahut khush hoon. Tum itna samajhdaar ho. Bas ek accha aur imaandaar aadmi ho toh kaafi hai.”

Uske baal sahlate hue maine socha – “Imaandaar… haan, bilkul.”

Phir maine usko kiss kiya. Uski choochiyan mere seene se dab rahi thi. Kiss thoda gehra ho gaya. Huma ki saans tez hone lagi. Lekin maine rok liya aur bola,
“Abhi main ek call karta hoon. Mere colleague Rahul hai, uske ghar pe naukar kaafi time se hai. Woh intizam kar dega.”

Huma khush ho kar boli,
“Jaldi call karo na.”

Main phone uthaya aur Rahul ko call kar diya.

“Arre Imran bhai! Kya baat hai?” Rahul ki awaaz aayi.

“Rahul, ek zaruri kaam hai. Mere ghar mein ek naukar chahiye. Ghar ka pura kaam – saaf-safai, khana banana, kapde dhona… sab. Kya tere paas koi accha aadmi hai?

Rahul soch kar bola,
“Bilkul bhai. Mere paas ek ladka hai – naam hai Pawan. Umra sirf 22 saal hai, Bihar ka hai garib ghar ka ladka hai lekin Bahut imaandaar aur mehnati hai. Pehle mere ghar pe kaam karta tha. kaam bahut accha karta hai. Bilkul sharif aur seedha ladka hai.”


Main bola,
“Bahut accha. Kal subah 9 baje bhej dena. Ghar ka address WhatsApp kar deta hoon.”

Call katne ke baad Huma mere paas aa gayi aur mujhe tightly hug kar liya.
“Shukriya jaan… ab ghar ka bojh kam ho jaayega.”

Uski badi choochiyan mere seene pe dab rahi thi. Main uske peeth pe haath fer raha tha.

Main Huma ko aur tightly pakad liya aur uske kaan mein dheere se bola,
“Kal dekh lenge… agar Pawan accha laga toh rakh lenge.”

Huma muskurayi aur boli,
“Haan jaan… bas tumhe pasand aana chahiye.”

Nice start