Update 3:
Shweta bhi uski baat sunkar kaafi khush hui aur phir wo dono saheliyan milkar baat karne lagi ki kya-kya hoga aane waale dino mein. Usne apne Kaya ke jaane ke baad, Rashmi aaine ke saamne jaakar khadi ho gayi, aur phir na jaane kya sochkar usne apni saari utaarni shuru kar di. Poore shareer ko nanga karne ke baad wo ghoom-ghoom kar apne poore shareer ka muayna karne lagi.
Usne apne blouse ke hook bhi khol diye aur uske baad apni bra ko bhi utaar phenka. Uske mote-mote mammey jo blouse mein phanse hue baahar nikalne ki guhaar kar rahe the, usne unki baat maante hue unhe aazaad kar diya. Apne hi paseene ki gandh uske nathuno mein sama gayi, jo use hamesha se bahut achhi lagti thi. In fact, uska pati bhi uski gandh ka deewaana tha. Rashmi ko abhi bhi yaad hai ki use chodte hue wo uske dono haatho ko upar karke, apna munh uski bagal mein daalkar zor se saansein leta tha, aur wo gandh soonghkar wo aur bhi zyada uttejna ke saath uski chudai karta tha.
Wo sab baatein yaad karte-karte uski chut geeli hone lagi. Usne apna petticoat bhi utaar diya, aur phir poori tarah se nangi hone ke baad wo ekdum se khud se hi baatein karne lagi: "Oho... kitni moti ho gayi hoon main, pet bhi nikal aaya hai, breast bhi kitne mote ho gaye hain, latak bhi gaye hain, aur peeche se toh... oho... inhe ab jald hi kam karna hoga."
Wo ek aisi ladki ki tarah behave kar rahi thi jo shaadi se pehle apna wazan kam karne ki chinta mein doobi hui ho. Waise ye chinta hona swabhavik hi tha Rashmi ke liye, wo pehle aisi nahi thi. Shadi se pehle bhi aur baad tak bhi, jab tak uska pati zinda tha, wo hamesha fit rehti thi, gym bhi jaati thi. Usne lagbhag das saal tak gym mein jaakar aerobics aur cardio karke apne poore shareer ko filmy heroines ki tarah lacheela aur perfect bana liya tha. Par pichle paanch saalon ne uski zindagi ko poori tarah se badal diya. Kaya ki dekhbhaal aur office ke kaam ki wajah se use apne liye waqt hi nahi milta tha.
Par ab jabki uski dobaara shaadi hone waali hai, usne nishchay kar liya ki wo jald hi is thulthulepan se chhutkara payegi, gym jayegi, dieting karegi, aur khud ko pehle jaisa banakar rahegi. Aakhir Sameer sir bhi toh dekhein ki wo cheez kya hai, jise unki gehri nazrein mehsoos karti thi, aur jise mehsoos karke uska rom-rom khada ho jata tha.
Sameer sir ka dhyan aate hi uske dil ki dhadkane ek dum se badhne lagi aur wo bed par let gayi. Unke baare mein yaad karke anayaas hi uske haath apni chut ki taraf sarak gaye aur apni aankhein band karke apni chut ko sehlane lagi. Aaj paanch saalo baad usne apni chut ki khoj-khabar li thi, isliye uski chut bhi apna gala khole apni malkin ka khule dil se swagat kar rahi thi.
Rashmi ne apni chut ke titli jaise paron ko phailaya aur apni ek unglee andar khisaka di... "Ahh... Sameer... umm..." aur sisak padi. Chut ke andar se raseela paani bahkar poori tarah se baahar ki taraf aa raha tha, jise Rashmi apni ungliyon se ikattha karke apni chut ke chehre par mal rahi thi. Uske dimag mein apne aap ek kaalpanik movie chalne lagi:
Rashmi apni office ki kursi par baithi thi. Office mein koi bhi nahi tha, wo poori nangi thi. Uske table ka phone baja aur Sameer sir ne use andar bulaya. Wo nangi uthi, apna notepad uthaya aur unke cabin mein chali gayi. Wo apni seat par baitha tha, wo bhi poora nanga. Rashmi saamne jaakar khadi ho gayi aur Sameer ne use kuch data note karne ke liye kaha. Wo table par jhuki aur note karne lagi. Sameer apni seat se utha aur uske peeche aakar khada ho gaya.