Adultery Supriya: Ek Jawan Biwi ki Kahani

[Omprakash meena]

Achi story hai

[Shahid Khan]

Wah kya baat hai Supriya Ji bahut hi shaandaar update, lagta hai ab Iqbal ka number aane wala hai and Supriya bhi ab maze legi Iqbal ki hot erotic and sexy baton ka

[Sriya2]

Update 34

Agle din Sunday ki subah Surpiya 5.30 baje uth gayi thi. Pichli shaam ko usne Atul ko bataya tha ki woh aur Megha subah jogging karne neeche jayenge, agar Atul ko chalna hai toh woh bhi chal sakta hai. Supriya ko achi tarah pata tha ki itni subah Atul bistar se nahi nikalne wale they aur Megha ka naam sunkar toh bilkul bhi nahi. Supriya ne ek dheeli si tshirt and leggings pehni aur joote pehen liye. Uske ye running shoes usne Atul se jidd karke kharidwaye they, ye bol kar ki woh inhe pehen kar jogging karne jayegi. Par shayad mushkil se koi ek din jab usne inhe pehna hoga.

Supriya ne apna chehra dho ka neend bhagayi. Aaj toh jaise usmein josh bhara pada ho is naye kaam ko shuru karne ke liye. Uske saath hamesha aisa hota tha ki naye kaam ke liye woh subah time se pehle uth jaati thi. Uska mann tha ki woh chai pee le, par itni subah subah woh jyada khatar patar nahi karna chahti thi. Woh balcony se bahar dekhne lagi, mausam abhi thoda thanda sa hi tha. Suraj nikalna shuru ho raha tha, toh kaafi andhera sa tha. Shayad 15 minute baad thoda ujala ho jaye.

5.55 ke aas paas Supriya ne apna phone liya aur lift se neeche aa gayi. Building ke theek saamne Iqbal ne ek safed rang ki gaadi khadi kari hui thi. Gaadi thodi purani si thi, par Supriya ko isse kya matlab, use toh bas gadi chalana seekhna tha. Iqbal saamne gaadi par tek laga kar khada tha. Supriya muskurate hue uski aur chal padi.

Supriya ko aate dekh Iqbal ka chehra bhi khil utha - Madamji aap toh ek dam time se aa gaye… main soch raha tha ki kahin aap nahi jage toh….

Supriya - Kaise nahi aati… time diya na maine aapko…

Iqbal - Sach mein… aap juban ke pakke ho…

Supriya - Toh ab yahin se chalana shuru karu kya?

Iqbal - Nahi madamji, aapne bola tha na ki aapne kabhi bhi gaadi nahi chalayi hai… toh aisa karte hai pehle kisi khaali maidaan mein chalte hai… yahin paas mein hi hai ek…

Supriya - Haan ye theek rahega… chaliye…

Supriya aage ki seat par passenger wali side baith gayi aur Iqbal driver wali seat par baith kar gaadi chalane laga. Supriya gaadi mein idhar udhar dekh rahi thi. Gaadi kafi achi smell kahi thi jaise kisi ne abhi thodi der pehle koi perfume chidka ho. Gaadi mein Iqbal ke dharm ki kuch photo aur maala tangi hui thi jise dekh kar lag raha tha ki kisi '. ki hi gaadi hai. Thodi si hi der mein Iqbal gaadi ko ek khule maidaan mein le aaya. Wahan pahuchte pahuchte thodi si roshni ho gayi thi. Poore maidaan mein abhi bas ikka dukka hi log they. Iqbal ne gaadi roki aur gaadi se bahar nikla. Supriya bhi khadi ho kar driver wali side par aa gayi.

Supriya driver wali side par baithi thi aur Iqbal wahin darwaza khole khada tha. Woh Supriya ke pairo ke aur dekh raha tha, dekhna toh use ye tha ki Supriya ke pair sahi jagah lage ho, par use Supriya ki tight leggings mein bas uske sexy jaanghe hi dikh rahi thi.

Usne apne aap par kisi tarah kaabu rakhte hue bola - Madamji toh neeche teen pedal hai, accelerator, brake aur clutch. Dikh rahe hai na aapko?

Supriya ne neeche jhaankte hue dekha aur fir apne dahine pair se teeno ko ek ek karke touch kiya. Beech wala pedal baki dono se thoda sa bada tha. Supriya ke pair pedal par ache se nahi pahuch paa rahe they aur use neeche sarakna pad raha tha.

Iqbal - Nahi nahi aisa aap leto mat, seat aage kar lo….

Supriya - Kahan se hogi seat aage?

Supriya ke gaal sharmindagi se laal ho gaye they. Car chalana toh door use toh ye bhi nahi pata tha ki seat kaise aage peeche hoti hai. Ab woh thodi na car mein itna jyada baithi thi apni life mein. Apni khud ki car mein toh woh mushkil se 3-4 baar baithi thi pichle ek mahine mein.

Iqbal uski shakal dekh kar samajh gaya tha - Koi nahi madamji… main aapko sab samjha dunga… sabko is duniya mein hi aa kar seekhna hota hai na… aapki seat ke neeche ek danda hai, use dabayo aur seat ko aage kar lo…

Supriya me apni seat ke neeche haath daala… kuch toh tha aur woh use neeche dabane ki koshish kar rahi thi par woh neeche nahi ho raha that’s… kuch second woh aise hi haath maarti rahi. Iqbal bhi sanyam se khada use dekh raha tha.

Supriya - Kahan dabayu… nahi samajh aa raha…

Iqbal - Main bata deta hoon…

Iqbal jhuka aur usne apna haath Supriya ke khule pairo ke beech mein se le jaate hue seat ke neeche uske haath par rakh diya. Supriya ek second ke liye toh ghabra gayi ki woh kya kar raha tha aur seat par thoda uchak gayi.

Iqbal - Daro mat madamji, yehi hai woh danda.. ise aap upar ki aur dabayo…

Supriya - Oh acha… maine ise neeche push kar rahi thi…

Iqbal ne uska haath pakadte hue seat ke lever par rakha aur use upar kara. Aur fir doosre haath se Supriya ki seat aage dhakel di. Par seat ekdam se kuch jyada hi aage ho gayi aur Supriya ke boobs steering wheel par jaa kar lage. Iqbal ka haath bhi wahin Supriya ki jaanghon ke beech mein khichta hua fas gaya.

Supriya ki halki si cheekh nikal gayi - Ouchhh…ye kya kiya...

Supriya ne neeche Iqbal ke haath ki taraf dekha aur thoda gusse mein Iqbal ki taraf dekha. Iqbal ne ghabra kar jhat se apna haath bahar kheecha, jo uske jaangho se ragadta hua bahar nikla - Sorry madamji… ekdam se jyada aage ho gayi seat.

Supriya ne Iqbal ki shakal dekhte hue apne gusse ko shaant kiya - Koi nahi… aap help hi karma oh rahe they…. Main ab peeche karu seat?

Iqbal ki saans mein saans aayi - Haan.. aap try karo peeche karne ka…

Supriya ko ab samajh aa gaya tha ki lever kahan hai, aur usne use dabate hue apni seat peeche kar li. Ye karte hi uske chehre par smile aa gayi, jaise usne koi badi cheez seekh li ho. Iqbal bhi uski smile dekh kar uski taraf muskura diya. Supriya ne fir seat ko aage peeche karke apne pair ache se adjust kar liye.

Supriya - Haan ab mere pair sahi se pahuch rahe hai.

Iqbal- Theek hai aap seat belt lagayo, itne main doosri side baithta hoon.

Supriya ne seat belt lagayi aur itni der mein Iqbal passenger wali side aa kar baith gaya. Usne dekha ki Supriya ki seat ki belt uske mammo ke beech mein se guzarte hue unhe aur bada bana rahi thi. Use dekh kar Iqbal ka lund tight hone laga tha. 



Iqbal ne steering ko haath lagate hua kaha - Ye steering wheel hai, isse gaadi idhar udhar hoti hai…

Supriya jhepte hue boli - Itni buddhu bhi nahi hu main.. ye toh mujhe pata hai…

Iqbal has pada - Maine kab kahan aap buddhu ho madamji. Bas bata raha tha. Aur fir ye beech mein jo danda hai, isse gaadi gear mein jaati hai…

Supriya ne use bholepan se dekhte hue kaha - Usse kya hota hai?

Iqbal - Isse gaadi aage chalti hai... ye dekho iske aas paas kuch number likhe hai na.. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 or R. Ye dande ko 1 mein daalne se aage chalti hai or R mein daalne se peeche jaati hai...

Iqbal kitni bareeki se Supriya ko sab samjha raha tha, par dande ko daalne ki baat se Supriya ki mano hasi chhut rahi ho, usne kisi tarah se apne aap par control rakha.

Supriya - Samajh gayi... 1 se aage or R se peeche...

Iqbal - Haan bilkul... aur ye chaabi le kar gaadi ko start karo...

Supriya ne Iqbal ke haath se gaadi ki chaabi li hi thi ki Iqbal ekdam se bol pada - Ruko ruko madam... aapki pehli baar hai na... 

Iqbal ne apne haath dua ke liye aage badaye - Bismillah-ar-rahman-ar-rahim....

Supriya is sab ke baare mein jyada nahi jaanti thi, isliye woh pooch baithi - Isse kya hota hai?

Iqbal - Koi bhi naya kaam karne se pehle ise bolte hai toh kaam acha hota hai... aapke yahan bhi hota hoga na kuch aisa...

Supriya - Haan main jyada bhagwan ko maanti toh nahi hu, par haan hamare yahan kuch bhi naya kaam karne se pehle Ganesh ji ki pooja karte hai ya ghee shakkar khate hai...

Iqbal - Ghee shakkar toh nahi hai yahan aur pooja bhi kaise karoge, mere khayal se aap bhi bismillah hi bol ke shuru kar do...

Supriya ne ek-do second socha, woh jyada '. toh thi nahi, aur use hamesha se hi har dharm ki izzat karna hi sikhayi gayi thi, toh use aise karne mein koi harz nahi laga. Bas haan thoda sa ajeeb laga kyunki use ye shabd ache se nahi aate they, toh woh kuch galat nahi bolna chahti thi. Usne Iqbal ki taraf dekhte hue kaha - Bismillah...

Iqbal ne apne haath aage karke dua mein bana ke dikhaye aur ishaara kiya ki woh bhi aisa hi kare, aur fir use aage ke shabd fir se bata diye - ar-rahman ar-rahim.

Supriya ne bhi apne haath dua mein utha liye - ar-rahman ar-rahim.



Iqbal Supriya ke aisa karne par kafi jyada khush sa ho gaya - Bahut hi badiya madamji... ab aap jaroor kamyaab honge... aap shuru karo ab gaadi

Iqbal ne jahan bola tha Supriya wahan chaabi lagane ki koshish kar rahi thi, par chaabi andar nahi jaa rahi thi....

Supriya - Ye toh nahi jaa rahi hai... shayad ye iski chaabi nahi hai...

Iqbal - Nahi madamji, aap chabi ko doosri taraf ghuma ke dekho.. woh jayegi andar... ye iska hi chhed hai... thoda zor se andar daalo...

Supriya ghabrate hue boli - Theek hai...main try karti hu...

Supriya ne chaabi ko dusri taraf ghumaya aur haan is baar chaabi andar chali gayi. 

Iqbal - Ab aap apne baye pair se clutch daba ke rakho... aur chaabi ko ghuma do...

Supriya ne halke se chaabi ghumayi aur engine start hone ki awaaz aayi par woh jaldi se band ho gaya. Supriya ne Iqbal ki aur pareshaan hote hue dekha.

Iqbal - Zor ke ghumayo madamji...

Supriya ne is baar zor ke zor ke chaabi ko ghumaya aur engine is baar start ho gaya. Par usne jaldi se apna pair clutch se hata liya jisse gaadi jhatka kha ke band ho gayi.

Iqbal - Nahi madamji... aise nahi... aap pehle gear ko 1 par le kar aana hai... aur fir dheere dheere clutch ko chhodna hai... ekdam se nahi...

Supriya itne saari cheeze sun kar kafi pareshaan si ho gayi thi. Shayad ye gaadi uski bas ki cheez nahi thi - Nahi Iqbal, mujhse nahi ho payega ye... aisa karo ghar wapas le chalo...

Iqbal - Abhi toh humne shuru bhi nahi kiya hai aur aap abhi se kyu haar maan rahe ho... aap pareshaan mat ho... main kafi aaram se sikhayunga.. aap apna ye haath is dande par rakho aur gaadi fir se on karo...

Supriya ne apna haath gear ki stick par rakha aur fir se clutch ko dabate hue gaadi ki chaabi ko zor ke ghuma diya. Gaadi on hote hi, Iqbal ne apna haath Supriya ke haath ke upar rakhte hue gear stick ko pehle gear mein kara, aur fir Supriya ko dheere dheere clutch se pair hatane ke liye kaha. Supriya ne 1 second mein clutch se pair hata liya aur gaadi fir se band ho gayi thi.

Iqbal ne apna haath Supriya ke haath ke upar hi rakha hua tha - Koi baat nahi, hum fir se try karenge.... is baar thoda aur dheere clutch ko chhodna.

Supriya ne fir se wohi sab kiya par is baar clutch ko thoda aur dheere dheere chhoda. Clutch par se pair hatate hi gaadi dheere dheere aage badne lagi. Supriya ne khushi mein Iqbal ki taraf dekha, par uska doosra haath Steering par nahi tha.

Iqbal thodi si tez aawaz mein bola - Madamji doosra haath steering par rakho na...

Supriya - haan... sorry....

Iqbal - Ab isko idhar karoge toh gaadi idhar jayegi aur udhar karoge toh udhar... 

Iqbal ne apna doosra haath Steering wheel par rakha aur halke halke use idhar udhar ghumane laga. Uske daya haath abhi bhi Supriya ke baaye hath ko kas kar padke hue tha. Gaadi ab thodi tez chalni shuru ho gayi thi.

Thodi si aage jaakar usne Supriya ko bola - Ab bas aap brake maar do...

Supriya - Brake kahan hai....

Iqbal ne hadbadate hue kaha - Beech wala pedal madamji, clutch ko daba ke rakho aur doosre pair se break ko dheere dheere dabayo.

Supriya ne jhatke se brake aur clutch dono dabaye, aur gaadi jhatke se ruk gayi.

Iqbal - Koi nahi madam ji... aaj bas isi par kaam karte hai... dheere dheere aapko aa jayega...

Supriya - Aisa lagta hai mujhe saalo lag jayenge gaadi seekhne mein...

Iqbal - Nahi lagenge madam ji... aur jitna bhi time lage.. main aapko sikha ke rahunga...

Supriya - Shukriya Iqbal aapka... aap sach mein kitna sabr rakh rahe ho mere saath...

Iqbal haste hue bola - Lagta hai mere saath rehte rehte aapki urdu bhi achi ho jayegi... aap ke muh se urdu toh aur bhi haseen lagti hai...

Supriya ne sharmate hue apna haath Iqbal ke haath ke neeche se hata liya - Mujhe jyada nahi aati.... 

Iqbal Supriya ke surkh laal gaal dekh kar aur bhi khush ho gaya - Koi nahi madamji... main sikha dunga aapko...

Supriya aur Iqbal aise hi thodi der tak gaadi start karna aur thodi door seedhe chalane ki practice karte rahe. Iqbal ne ghadi mein time dekha toh 7.30 bajne ko aaye they.

Iqbal - Madam ji ab chale ghar... meri duty ka time hone wala hai.. par aap bole toh aur der bhi ruk sakte hai...

Supriya ne bhi ghadi mein time dekha - Ohhh... 7.30 baj gaye... haan Atul jagne wale honge... chalo jaldi se chalte hai...

Supriya ne gaadi roki aur jaldi se dono ne apni jagah exchange ki. Iqbal jaldi se gaadi chalata hua wapas building ki taraf le gaya. Usne gaadi building ke bahar roki.

Supriya - Thank you Iqbal... aap please ye gaadi wali baat Atul se na kehna... abhi maine unhe kuch nahi bataya hai...

Iqbal - Madam ji... aapke mere beech ki baat kisi ko nahi pata chalegi... aap befikr raho... maine woh doosre bhaiya wali baat bhi kisi se nahi kari hai... waise aaj kal woh dikhte nahi hai...

Supriya ka chehra ek dam se thoda serious sa ho gaya - Nahi woh ab yahan nahi aayenge... aur agar aaye toh aap unko andar aane se pehle mujhe call kar dena...

Iqbal ko toh hamesha se hi Rahul acha nahi lagta tha aur is baat ne toh use behad khush kar diya tha. Kya mash,.' din tha uske liye.

Iqbal - Bilkul madam ji... aaj ke baad woh aapki izazat ke bina is building mein daakhil nahi ho payega...

Supriya - Chaliye, abhi main chalti hoon... weekdays par toh seekhna mushkil hai... ab toh Shanivaar ko hi aage seekh payungi...

Iqbal - Koi baat nahi... aap mujhe ek raat pehle bol dena bas... main hazir ho jayunga...

Supriya - Theek hai Iqbal... bahut bahut shukriya fir se... 

Supriya ne jaise movies mein dekha tha, usne Iqbal ko halke se aadab kiya, aur apne ghar ki taraf nikal padi. Woh sochne lagi ki kam se kam usne aaj kuch toh shuruwaat ki gaadi chalane mein. Iqbal ne sach mein kitna patience dikhaya tha uska saath. Agar Atul hote toh woh use 5 minute ke baad hi ghar wapas le aate. Iqbal usse paise bhi nahi le raha tha, use kuch toh karna hi hoga Iqbal ke liye. Waise kitna meetha bolta tha Iqbal, sach toh keh rahi thi Karuna, seedha hi hai woh.

Udhar Iqbal bhi kafi khush tha ki aakhir kaar use uski pyaari madam ji ke saath kuch time bitane ka mauka toh mila. Aur time kya, woh toh unka mulayam haath bhi apne sakht haath mein pakad saka tha. Sach mein gulab ke phool ki pankhudi se bhi jyada mulayam tha unka haath. Woh apne haath ko aise masal raha tha jaise abhi bhi Supriya ke haath ka kuch hissa wahan baaki ho.

Supriya ne ghar aa kar dekha toh Atul abhi bhi so rahe they. Woh kaafi jyada khush thi, aur uske andar jaise ek naya josh bhar gaya tha. Usne apne kapde wahin kamre mein utaare aur nahane ghus gayi. 



Jab woh naha ke bahar aayi toh dekha ki Atul jag gaya tha. Usne bed par lete lete hi Supriya se poocha - Kaisi rahi tumhari jogging? Lagta hai kafi door tak jogging karke aayi ho...

Supriya - Nahi... jyada door tak toh nahi gaye they... par haan maza kafi aaya....

Atul - Woh toh lag hi raha hai tumhara chehra dekh kar...

Supriya - Chalo main jaldi se chai banati hoon...

Supriya ye keh kar gungunate hue kitchen mein chai banane ghus gayi. Aaj sach mein use aisa lag raha tha ki woh kuch bhi kar sakti thi. Chai naashte ke baad Supriya ghar ke aur kaamo mein lag gayi. Par aaj usme itni khushi thi ki woh bahar jaakar celebrate sa karna chahti thi. Uski pehli salary bhi toh aa chuki thi.

Supriya - Atul... kafi din ho gaye kahin bahar gaye hue... aaj raat bahar khana khaye kya?

Atul - Aaj raat? Kal office bhi toh hai...

Supriya - Chalo na please... jaldi wapas aa jayenge.. ye samjho ki meri pehli salary ki party hai...

Atul - Theek hai madam... jaise aap kaho... aisa karte hai 7 baje chalte hai aur 9 - 9.30 tak wapas aa jayenge...

Supriya - Haan... ye theek rahega...

Shaam ko Supriya bahar jaane ke liye ready ho gayi. Usne ek laal rang ka suit pehna jisme woh bahut hi sundar lag rahi thi. Usne jaldi se apni ek selfie kheechi. Atul bhi tayyar tha aur dono neeche chal pade.



Supriya - Atul... aaj car se chale kya?

Atul - Car se... par bike se jaldi kaam ho jayega na...

Supriya chidte hue boli - Ye toh sahi hai... car li hai par istemaal bhi mat karo...

Atul - Acha baba theek hai... car se chalte hai....

Supriya ye sunkar khush ho gayi - Aapka bahut bahut shukriya Atul ji…..

Atul has pada - Kya baat hai...aaj toh badi khush lag rahi ho...

Supriya muskurayi - Bas aise hi... khush nahi lag sakti kya...

Atul aur Supriya unki WagonR mein baithe aur chal pade. Iqbal ki duty shayad khatam ho chuki thi aur ab woh bahar nahi khada tha. Supriya aaj Atul ko gaur se gaadi chalate dekh rahi thi. Par thodi der baad woh bore hote hue apna phone chalane lagi. Usne kal download kiya naya app Instagram khola. Aaj ke poore josh mein usne socha ki ghar par kheechi selfie online daal hi deti hoon. Waise bhi usme kuch bhi aisa waise toh tha nahi. Usne mann mein bismillah bolte hue apni photo post kar di. Pata nahi kyu use subah kya bismillah abhi tak yaad tha.

Raat ko traffic kaafi tha aur unhe restaurant pahuchne mein thoda time lag gaya. Supriya ko south indian bahut acha lagta tha aur usne apne liye dosa order kiya, Atul ne apne liye noodles. Kafi bheed thi toh khaana aane mein time lag gaya aur unhe khate khate 9.30 toh restaurant mein hi baj gaye they. Woh log jaldi se wahan se nikle ghar ki taraf.

Raaste mein ek red light par unki gaadi ke side mein do ladke bike par they. Atul ki car ke sheeshe neeche they toh woh dono Supriya ko saaf dekh paa rahe they. Woh Supriya ko dekh kar us par comment karne lage...

Ladka - Kahan jaa rahi ho madam itni raat ko...

Doosra Ladka - Oh bhai sahab... kahan se laaye ho is maal ko...

Ladka - Madam...ye laal kurti kahan se li... waise hamare saath chalo... isse toh kahin jyada maza kara denge tumhe...

Supriya ko unki baate sunkar gussa aane laga tha, usne Atul ki aur dekha - Aap kuch bolo na unhe...

Atul ne gaadi ke sheeshe upar kar liye - Koi fayda nahi hai Supriya inse ulajhne ka... bas saamne dekhti raho...

Unme se ek ladka Supriya ki side ke sheeshe ko knock karne laga... Supriya ne use gusse mein dekha... par us ladke ne jeeb se apne honth chaat te hue Supriya ko ganda sa ishaara kiya.

Supriya se raha nahi gaya aur usne apni side ka sheesha neeche kiya - Tumhe ladkiyon ki izzat karna aata... agar tumhari behen ke saath koi aisi harkat kare toh...

Bike par peeche baithe ladke ko toh jaise mauka hi chahiye tha - Meri behen aise raat ko sadko par randi ki tarah nahi ghoomti... chal tujhe batata hoon teri izzat ke saath kya karunga...

Signal green ho gaya tha aur Atul ne apni gaadi aage daudayi... un ladko ne bhi apni bike unki gaadi ke peeche lagayi...

Atul kheejte hue Supriya se bola - Kya jaroorat thi unse ulajhne ki... kya musibat paal li faltu mein...

Atul ne mirror mein dekha toh woh log abhi bhi uske peeche aa rahe they. Kisi tarah Atul gaadi chalata hua apne building tak pahucha. Use woh peeche toh nahi dikhayi diye ab, shayad unhone beech raaste mein peecha karna chod diya hoga. Atul ne gaadi parking mein lagayi, aur Supriya aur woh upar ghar ki taraf chale gaye.

Aisa nahi tha ki aaj se pehle kisi ne us par fabtiya na kasi ho... par aaj shayad Supriya bardasht karne ke mood mein nahi thi. Atul abhi bhi Supriya par thoda gussa tha, par usne kuch jyada aur bola nahi. Supriya bhi chup chaap apne kapde badal kar sone ki tayyari karne lagi.

Tabhi usne apne phone par gaur kiya, ek unknown number se 2-3 missed call thi. Shayad usne apna phone beech mein silent kar diya tha toh use pata nahi chala tha. Saath hi ek message bhi tha us number se.

Message - Jaaneman... main Lucknow aa raha hu is hafte kisi kaam se... tumse milne ke liye bekraar hu... mujhe call karo... Pratap.

Supriya ye message dekh kar kaanp gayi. kuch mahino pehle, jo kuch Pratap ne uske saath Nikki ki shaadi mein kiya tha, woh usne ek bhayanak sapna samajh kar bhula diya tha. Ab jab uski life mein sab kuch acha hone laga tha ye musibat kyu fir se uske saamne aa gayi thi. Woh fati aankhon se us message ko thodi der ghoorti rahi, use samajh hi nahi aa raha tha ki woh ab kya kare.

[Omprakash meena]

Super update yaar ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

[Aman34]

Please shriya ji iqwal Supriya ko apne begum banakar khub pyar kare jab tak atul na aaye Supriya uske sath iqbal ke jhopdi me rahe uski begum bankar

[arvind274]

Nice updates

[primeOne]

make iqbal fuck her first. strory is going great

[sushilt20]

Superb update

[arvind274]

Nice updates

[Rizzi1198]

Superb

[masud93]

thanks,, saahi hai,,but expect more on story telling,,, slow laga

[Anjali999]

Congratulation shriya bahut achi story likh rahi ho lagbhag sabhi part read kiye maine majedaar topic hai or ek naari hi naari ke man ko samjh sakti hai meri best wishes hain aese hi likhti raho

[Rahul@1234567]

Mast mind blowing...sandar.... please please update more

[Sriya2]

Congratulation shriya bahut achi story likh rahi ho lagbhag sabhi part read kiye maine majedaar topic hai or ek naari hi naari ke man ko samjh sakti hai meri best wishes hain aese hi likhti raho

Thank you so much!!

[sushilt20]

Waiting for update

[Kiran85]

Nice update

[Sriya2]

Update 35

Agle din office mein Supriya ka dimaag abhi bhi Pratap ke message par hi ghoome jaa raha tha. Aur ghoomta bhi kyu nahi… baat hi itni serious thi. Kitni mushkil se toh usne us vakye ko apne dimaag mein kahin dabaya tha. Aur ab woh fir se usi darr aur depression ko aata hua mehsoos kar rahi thi. Pratap ke baare mein sochte hi uski poora shareer kaanp uthta tha. Woh fir se us tharki buddhe ko apne shareer ko haath nahi lagane dena chahti thi. 

Pichli poori raat woh jaagte hue isi ke baare mein sochti rahi. Par usne jitna bhi soch liya, use is baat ka koi hal dikhayi nahi de raha tha. Pata nahi woh is chakkar mein kyu aur kaise fas gayi thi. Usne ye socha ki woh Atul ko jo bhi us shaadi mein hua tha uske baare mein bata de. Par fir use laga ki Atul shayad uski tab ki paristhithiyo ko na toh samajh payega aur na hi sweekar kar payega. Toh kya woh Renu se baat kare? Nahi, usi ne toh use is poore jhamele mein fasaya tha. Aur kaun tha jo uski madad kar sakta tha. Ek baar ke liye Iqbal ka naam bhi uske dimag mein aaya tha… par nahi woh toh bas ek watchman tha, aur kuch bhi nahi.

Supriya isi uljhan mein khoyi hui apne office ke desk par baithi thi, ki Kriti ne use awaaz lagayi - Kahan khoyi hui ho aaj gorgeous… aur chehra bhi thoda bujha bujha sa lag raha hai..

Supriya ne ek banawati muskaan chehre par laate hue kaha - Haan woh thoda late soyi thi na kal raat ko…

Kriti ne Supriya ko aankh maarte hue kaha - Oh ho... late night sleeping… sounds fun…. Pata nahi meri kismat mein ye romantic nights kab aayengi..

Supriya halke se haste hue - Koi romantic night wight nahi thi, bas aise hi neend nahi aa rahi thi... Aur waise bhi tumhare peeche toh ladko ki line lagi hogi… woh gym wali photo par hi dekhlo kitne saare aashiqo ke comments aaye hai…

Kriti -  Ughhhh… woh sab toh bekar hai.. I am looking for the right guy, jaise tumhe mila hai…

Supriya sochne lagi ki Kriti ko kya pata uski life mein kya challenges they. Aur waise bhi kya sach mein use "Right man" hi mila tha. Atul har lihaaz se bas theek hi toh tha… par isse jyada shayad ek middle class ladki ko kya hi mil sakta tha.

Kriti  - Ek minute… Agar tumne meri woh pic dekhi thi li toh iska matlab tumne insta join kar liya… koi pic bhi daali hai kya… let me check…

Kriti ne jhat se apna phone uthaya aur insta par check karne lagi, aur use jald hi Supriya ka account mil gaya aur saath ui uski raat wali photo bhi dikh gayi - Oh my god… kya hot and cute pic hai yaar… aur kitne saare likes aur comments bhi hai… wow…

Supriya ne photo daalne ke baad dubara insta khola bhi nahi tha, toh woh ye sun kar thoda hairaan ho gayi. Woh toh kisi ko insta par jaanti bhi nahi thi toh use thoda sa suprising lag raha tha ki uski photo par likes ya comments aaye honge. Shayad Kriti kuch jyada hi bada chhada ke bol rahi thi. Par abhi uska koi mann nahi tha insta check karne ka.

Supriya - Hmmm… kya farak padta hai usse…

Kriti - Kyu nahi padta farak?? Log apne followers count karte hai... jiske jyada followers woh utna popular. And hum waise kitne logo ko influence kar sakte hai apni fashion choices se.. Waise bhi tumhe toh mujhse bhi jyada log like or follow karenge…

Supriya - Aisa kyu bhala?

Kriti - Tumhe seriously nahi pata? You know you have that sexy desi patakha vibe going for you jo sabhi type ke logo ko tumhari taraf kheechti hai. You are like the girl next door but a very very hot one.

Supriya - Ha ha ha… tum bhi na… ye sab chhodo. Acha ye batayo aaj Sahil sir itne tension mein kyu hai?

Kriti - Maine bataya tha na ki Thursday ko ek export trade show hai jisme kafi saare foreigners aayenge… hum log bhi usme part le rahe hai… kya pata koi bada order mil jaye.

Supriya - Haan… sorry main bhool gayi thi… kaun kaun jaa raha hai usme?

Kriti - Sahil sir aur main jaa rahe hai aur ek do log sales ki side se. Bhaiya bhi aayenge thodi der ke liye. Tumhe bhi chalna hai kya? Yahin paas mein hi Hilton hotel mein hai…

Supriya - Nahi… main kya karungi jaa kar…

Kriti - Areee acha break hoga office se, enjoy karenge, amazing food… and maybe some good looking angrezi guy?

Supriya haste hue - Tab toh tumhe hi jaana chahiye... un angrezo se milne... 

Kriti - Theek hai, let me know if you change your mind.

Supriya fir se kaam mein lag gayi. Kriti se baat karke kuch pal ke liye hi sahi woh Pratap ko apne dimaag se nikaal paayi thi. Usne fir apna mann kaam mein lagane ki koshish kari. Usne socha ki kya pata Pratap use dubara call ya message hi na kare. Par uska ye sochna bilkul galat tha. Lunch ke thodi der baad uske phone was usi unknown number se dubara call aane laga. Supriya ne darte darte woh call uthayi.

Supriya - Hello….

Pratap - Kahan busy ho meri jaan… kitne phone karne padte hai tumhe…

Supriya - Hello sir… aap kaise hai…

Pratap - Bas ye mat poocho… tadap raha hoon tumhare bina…. 

Supriya dheere dheere apni seat se uthi aur ek meeting room mein andar chali gayi - Kya sir?

Pratap - Mera lund tadap raha hai tumhe dekhne ko… jab se ye tumhara hua hai… koi aur ise pasand hi nahi aata… sab ke saamne meri naak katwa deta hai...

Supriya - Sir… please aap kya bol rahe hai…

Pratap - Jab milogi na tab iski baat tumse karayunga… tum ise pyaar se apne muh mein lekar samjhana…. Ahhhh... tumhara baare mein sochte hi ye tight hone laga hai…

Supriya - Sir… main us type ki ladki nahi hu...woh bas ek baar ki baat thi jaise Renu ji se baat hui thi… 

Pratap - Ek toh ye sir bolna band karo… Pratap ji bolo mujhe… aur tum jis type ki ladki ho na tumhe khud bhi pata nahi hai abhi…

Supriya - Pratap ji… aap meri baat samajheye…

Pratap - Sun ladki… abhi main bahut aaram se baat kar raha hoon, tu jaanti nahi hai mera gussa… address bhej raha hoon… Thursday shaam ko chup chaap aa jaiyo… poori raat maze karenge...

Supriya - Main nahi aa payungi Pratap ji.. main apne pati ko kya bolungi…

Pratap haste hue - Mujhe yaad hai tera woh chuchundar sa pati… usse itna kyu darr rahi hai… or sun ek sexy si saree pehen kar aaiyo.. fir se suhaag raat banayenge…ahhhh....

Supriya phone par bilkul chup ho gayi… Pratap se behas karne ka koi fayda nahi tha.. behas karne se shayad uska gussa bad hi raha tha…

Pratap - Kya hua? Sharma gayi kya? Mujhe teri jaisi sharmeeli ladkiyaan bahut pasand hai… par waise teri jaisi toh koi aur hai bhi nahi… chal abhi main rakhta hoon… aur haan sun koi drama nahi chahiye mujhe... nahi toh seedhe tere ghar pahuch jayunga aur tere pati se saamne hi...

Pratap se phone rakh diya aur Supriya wahin meeting room mein chair par dhamm se baith gayi. Uski aankhon ke saamne bas andhera sa hi tha, aur koi raasta nahi dikh raha tha is daldal se bahar nikalne ka. Thodi der baad meeting room ke bahar Sahil sir ne knock kiya, unhe shayad woh room use karna tha. Supriya ne kisi tarah apne aap ko sambhala aur bahar aayi.

Sahil - Kisi vendor ke saath meeting mein thi kya?

Supriya ne neeche dekhte hue kaha - Ummmm… haanji sir…

Sahil - Kya hua? Kisi ne kuch kaha kya?

Supriya ne apne chehre ke bhav theek karte hue kaha - Nahi nahi sir… all good…

Sahil sir Supriya ko dekhte hue room mein jaldi se ghus gaye aur darwaza band kar liya. Supriya apni seat par wapas aa gayi aur uske phone par Pratap ka message aa gaya tha - Hotel Hilton, Gomti Nagar. Kya ye wohi hotel tha jo subah Kriti ne mention kiya tha? Aur Thursday… oh god, shayad Pratap bhi usi trade show mein aa raha tha jisme unki company jaa rahi thi… ye toh aur bhi gadbad ho gayi.

Office ka baaki ka din Supriya ke liye aise hi sochte sochte nikla. Shaam ko woh auto pakad kar ghar chali gayi. Uska confidence ab fir se buri tarah hil gaya tha aur woh apne khayalo mein hi khoyi hui thi. Building ki entrance par usne ye bhi dhyan nahi kiya ki Iqbal uske liye ek badi si smile lekar khada hai. Supriya use andekha karti hui chale jaa rahi thi.

Tabhi Iqbal ne use awaaz lagayi - Madamji… kaise ho aap?

Iqbal ki meethi si aawaz ne Supriya ko jaise kisi gande sapne se jaga diya ho - Iqbal… theek hu main….

Iqbal - Kya hua… aaj aap mujhse bina baat kiye jaa rahe ho… koi galti hui kya mujhse?

Supriya - Nahi nahi sorry… main bas thoda thaki hui hu.

Iqbal - Aap kyu sorry bol rahe ho... Aapko itna kaam nahi karna chahiye… maine aapse pehle bhi bola hai… 

Supriya - Haan woh…. thodi tabiyat kharab si lag rahi hai…

Iqbal - Aap aaram karo upar jaa kar, main Karuna ko call karke bulayu kya?

Supriya - Use kyu pareshan karoge… woh toh khana bana gayi hogi…

Iqbal - Isme pareshani kya… aapke liye toh main kuch bhi….

Iqbal ki baat sunkar Supriya ke thake hue chehre par halki si muskaan aa gayi - Kuch hoga toh main bata dungi aapko... acha waise ye batayo… agar koi aadmi mujhe pareshaan kar raha ho toh?

Ye sun kar Iqbal ki aankhein jaise gusse mein laal ho gayi - Kaun pareshaan kar raha hai aapko madamji… woh launda hai kya jo yahan aata tha….

Supriya - Nahi nahi… main toh bas aise hi majak kar rahi thi…

Iqbal ke andar jaise uska khoon ufan raha ho - Majak nahi… aap mujhe bas ek baar bata do, jo bhi hai main us harami ko kaant ke faik dunga….

Supriya - Iqbal.. aap shaant ho jayo… aisa kuch nahi… main sach mein majak hi kar rahi thi... majak kar sakti hu na aapka saath?

Iqbal - Haanji madamji... aap toh jo chahe majak kar lo mere saath... par haan agar koi bhi pareshaan kar raha ho toh aap mujhe bata dena, fir us aadmi ki khair nahi...

Supriya - Bilkul.. agar kabhi kuch aisa hoga toh aapke paas hi aayungi... acha main ab chalti hoon...

Iqbal - Khuda Hafiz...

Supriya - Khuda Hafiz..

Supriya Iqbal ko bye bol kar upar apne ghar aa gayi aur thodi der baad Atul bhi office se aa gaye. Dono saath mein baith kar khaana kha rahe they. Supriya khana khate hue soch rahi thi ki shayad Atul ko sab batana hi hal hoga, iske elawa toh koi bhi solution nahi dikh raha tha use. Usne dheere se is baare mein baat karne ka socha.

Supriya - Atul... suno.. ek baat karni thi...

Atul - Haan bolo na... kya hua?

Supriya - Ummm.... woh.... aaram se sunna... gussa mat karna...

Atul - Batayo toh... paheliya mat bujhayo...

Supriya - Ek aadmi mujhe pareshaan kar raha hai...

Atul - Acha... toh?

Supriya - Aapko koi farak nahi padta agar mujhe koi pareshan kar raha hai toh?

Atul - Maine tumhe job lete time bhi bataya tha na... yahan sab log aise hi hote hai... par meri baat tum kab samajhti ho... kal bhi faltu mein un ladko se bhid gayi thi... 

Supriya - Par....

Atul - Par war kuch nahi... baat ko samjho... ye duniya safe nahi hai ladkiyon ke liye... mera bhi bahut logo se paala padta hai aur main dekha hoon woh kaise ladkiyon ko dekhte hai ya unke baare mein baat karte hai. Meri maano toh tum job chhod do... aur kuch time Gwalior chali jayo.. mummy bhi tumhe yaad kar rahi thi. Office mein hai kya koi jo pareshan kar raha hai? 

Supriya - Nahi office mein nahi hai koi... aur main kyu job chhodu? Itni mushkil se toh itni achi job mili hai.

Atul - Theek hai... agar tum itni hi samajhdaar ho na toh khud apni problems solve karo fir...

Supriya Atul ki baat se kafi disappointed si ho gayi, use nahi lag raha tha ki Atul uski baat ko samajh paayega. Rahi duniya ki baat, Supriya ab usse deal karne mein saksham thi. Bas ye toh uski nadani mein ki gayi ek pehle ki bhool thi jo use ab saza dene aayi thi.

Khana khane ke baad Supriya aur Atul dono bed par sone ke liye let gaye. Atul shayad thodi masti karna chahta tha aur usne apna haath Supriya ke pet par rakha. Par Supriya ka Atul ke saath kuch bhi karne ka mood nahi tha toh usne uska haath peeche dhakel diya. Atul bhi uska kharab mood dekh kar doosri aur palat kar so gaya.

Supriya abhi bhi apni soch mein hi doobi hui thi. Agar use Thursday shaam ko Pratap se milne hotel jaana pada, toh woh Atul ko kya kahegi? Aur agar Pratap ne use poori raat fir wahin rok liya toh... is baar toh uske paas koi neend ki goli bhi nahi thi. Tabhi use laga ki kyu na woh pehle se wahan jaakar Pratap se mil kar request kare aur use samjhaye toh... par kya woh sunega Supriya ki baat. Try toh karna hi padega... Agar kuch kaam nahi bana toh jyada se jyada woh uska lund apna muh mein lekar use shaant kar de toh... cheeeee.... ye sochte hi Supriya ko ghinn aane lagi.

Agle din office mein subah subah hi Supriya Kriti ke paas pahuch gayi - Kriti... kal tum woh trade show ke baare mein baat kar rahi thi na... main chal sakti hu kya usme...

Kriti - Tumhe jaana hai usme? Pehle batati na... maine toh last ticket woh Production mein kisi ko de diya...

Ye sun kar Supriya ka muh utar gaya - Oh acha... koi baat nahi...

Kriti haste hue boli - Ha ha ha... main kar dungi arrange woh ticket... tum toh itni jaldi pareshaan ho jaati ho na. Par dress code hai event ka... saree pehen kar jaana hai...

Supriya ekdam se khush ho gayi - Thank you so much! Haan saree mein kya problem hai... mere paas kafi saree hai...

Kriti - Woh nahi... company jo saree export karti hai na... usme se... taaki hum live model lage.. ha ha...

Supriya - Hum log saree bhi export karte hai??

Kriti - Haan, aur kya? Chalo main bhi saree choose karne hi jaa rahi thi, tum bhi saath mein chalo.

Dono ek room ki taraf gaye jahan kafi kisi store ki tarah hi lag raha tha. Bahut ache se decorated, store ki tarah hi wahan kafi saare kapde tange hue they, aur shayad yahan aksar clients aate they jinhe woh India ki market wali feel karwana chahte they. Supriya pehli kabhi is room mein aayi nahi thi, usne dekha kitne alag alag tarah ke samples wahan lage hue they, Saree, Kurti, Shirts, Pants yahan tak ki lingerie bhi. Supriya ke liye toh ye jaise ek heaven tha, bina paise ke aaram se shopping karo. Dono mil kar saree ke collections mein se ek achi si saari dhoondne lage. Dono kafi sari saree nikaal kar side mein rakh chuke they, koi samajh hi nahi aa rahi thi.

Kriti - Main toh saree bahut rarely kabhi pehenti hoon, toh itna idea nahi hai... tum toh regularly pehenti hogi na...

Supriya - Haan, par aajkal thoda kam ho gaya hai... office mein nahi pehenti na...

Kriti ne ek saree nikal kar Supriya ko dikhayi - Ye kaisi hai?

Supriya - Nahi... kafi simple hai... ye wali dekho ye purple wali... ye achi hai...

Us saree ko dekh kar Kriti ki aankhen chamak gayi. Woh ek designer saree thi jis par bahut hi elegant sa purple design ka kaam ho rakha tha jisse woh kafi modern si lag rahi thi - Wow... this is pretty...

Supriya - Tum ye wali le lo... main koi aur dhoondti hu apne liye...

Kriti - Acha agar main ye le rahi hu... toh main tumhare liye pick karti hu...

Supriya ne uski aur dekha, Kriti ne ek baar bhi us saree ke liye mana nahi kiya. Agar kiya hota toh woh pakka us saree ko rakh leti. Thoda aur dhoondne par Kriti ko ek light pink silk saree dikhi jo bahut hi stylish si lag rahi thi.

Kriti - Ye dekho... ye tum par bahut suit karegi...

Supriya - Haan achi toh hai... par iska blouse sleeveless hai...

Kriti - Yahan sabhi saree ke blouse sleeveless hi hai... videsh mein bhechi jaa rahi hai ye madam.

Supriya - Par ye mere fit bhi aayega...

Kriti blouse ko utha ka uska size check karne lagi - Blouse ki fitting..... haan yahan likha hai... 34C ki fitting hai.... tumhara size kya hai??

Supriya ke gaal sharm se laal ho gaye, aur woh dheere se boli - Ummm... haan main.... 34C hi pehenti hu...

Kriti - Tab toh ye tumhare liye hi bani hai... waise perfect size hai tumhara..

Supriya - Thank you...

Supriya aur Kriti dono apni saree le kar wapas desk par aa gayi. Baad mein Kriti ne Supriya ko trade show ka pass bhi laa kar de diya. Din mein ek meeting hui jisme trade show event ki planning hui. Kisko kya karna tha ye sab decide hua. Supriya ka kaam ek booth par inquiries ko handle karna aur sample dikhana tha. Uske saath sales team ka ek person hoga. Sahil sir ne sabko time se aane ke liye aur kafi presentable dikhne ke liye bol diya tha.

Ghar pahuch kar Supriya ne parso ke show ki tayyari karni shuru kar di. Normally toh Supriya ko is type ke event mein jaane ki kafi jyada excitement hoti, par jab sir par Pratap naam ki talwaar latak rahi ho toh woh kaise excited feel karti thi. Par fir bhi ab jab usne show mein jaane ke liye haan bhar di thi toh usne decide kiya tha ki woh ache se hi tayyar ho kar jayegi. Usne saree pehen kar dekhi toh woh us par bahut pyaari lag rahi thi. Is saare mein toh ek dam doll ki tarah lag rahi thi, blouse bhi perfect fit ka tha bas kandhe se thoda sa loose tha, par usko theek karwane ka time toh nahi tha.

Supriya parso subah event ke liye tayyar hona shuru hui. Aakhir woh din aa hi gaya tha jisse woh darr rahi thi. Uska dil subah se hi zor se dhadak raha tha par usne kisi tarah use kaabu mein kiya aur ache se tayyar hui. Tayyar hone ke baad Atul bhi use bas dekhta hi reh gaya tha. Is mehngi silk saree mein kya gazab lag rahi thi woh. Sleveless blouse mein uski gori gori baahen kitni sexy lag rahi thi. Uske hoto ki halki si pink lipstick saree ke saath ache se match ho rahi thi aur uska poora dhyan unki taraf jaa raha tha. Jaise ek gore se chehre par ek target ho hit karne ke liye.

Atul uske paas aakar uski baahon ko halke se sehlane laga - Aaj toh lagta hai kehar dhayogi us trade show mein...

Supriya - Atul... thoda peeche raho na... saree mus jayegi.

Atul - Aur mera dil mus jayega... uska kya?

Supriya abhi bhi aine mein dekh kar final touches de rahi thi - Musne do... aap bhi toh meri dil ki fikar nahi karte...

Atul - Aaj raat tumhari saari shikayat door kar dunga...

Supriya ne jhooth bolte hue kaha - Aaj ho sakta hai mujhe thoda sa late ho jaye... shaam ko ek party hai show ke baad... main bata dungi...

Atul - Theek hai... mujhe bata dena... main aa jayunga

Supriya - Aaj please car se drop kar dena... itni saj dhaj ke bike se nahi jayungi...

Atul - Theek hai, aapka aadesh sir aankho par...

Atul ne Supriya ko car mein Hilton par drop kiya aur wahan se apne office nikal gaya. Supriya thoda sa ghabrayi hui hotel mein daakhil hui, event ek bade se hall mein tha jahan pehle se booth lage hue they. Supriya time par hi thi, aur use jald hi apni company ka booth mil gaya. Supriya ko aisa lag raha tha ki jaise aaj saari nazre bas usi par tiki hui ho. Saamne Kriti us purple designer saree mein khadi thi.



Kriti ne use aate dekha - Wow... Ms Hottie... kya lag rahi ho...

Kriti ne itni dheere bhi nahi bola tha ye toh aas paas ke aur log bhi sun payenge honge shayad ye. Unke beech ye majak toh chalta rehta tha office mein, par yahan sab ke samne Supriya ko aur bhi sharm aane lagi thi - Kriti.... dheere bolo na... tum bhi bahut achi lag rahi ho waise...

Kriti - Main toh bas achi lag rahi hu... par tum toh mind blowing...

Supriya - Nahi aisa nahi... tum bhi bahut amazing lag rahi ho... kisne baandhi saree... perfect hai...

Kriti - Mom ne... sahi hai na...

Supriya - Amazing... just like you...

Sahil beech mein bol pada - Ye tum log yahan fashion discuss karne aaye ho kya... samajh lo kya karna hai.

Thodi der baad log aane shuru ho gaye they. Supriya aur sales se Akash booth par logo ko samples dikha rahe they aur unki sawaalo ke jawab de rahe they. Kriti aur Sahil kuch key clients se milne aur baaki competitors ke booth par visit karke unse cheeze samajh rahe they. Par aisa lag raha tha jaise Supriya ke booth par hi sabse jyada bheed ho. Har koi uski taraf hi khicha jaa raha tha. Kuch pal ke liye Supriya bhi aage aane wali musibat ko bhool kar bahut hi sweetly logo ko products dikha rahi thi. Woh khud hi apni company ke liye ek chalti firti model thi.



Kafi saare log unke products mein interested they, ab nahi pata kitne genuine they aur kitne sirf Supriya mein interested they. Par haan Supriya aur Akash ne kafi saare logo ke contact le liye they. Alag alag desho se log aaye hue they - America, England, Germany, Japan, China... Supriya ko toh pata hi nahi tha ki Japan mein bhi hindustani saree ki demand thi. Abhi filhaal USA ke 2 log Supriya se baat kar rahe they, ek gora aadmi tha aur ek kaala. Supriya ne aaj tak sirf tv par hi itni kaale insaan ko dekha tha. Uski english medium ki padhai aaj kaam aa rahi thi. Dono ki hi height Supriya se kaafi jyada thi.

Supriya - So yes, yes can make according to you need...

Gora - That's good, that's good. Your product seems really nice.

Kaala - Yeah good that your company takes care of customer needs. Does your company sell what you are wearing too?

Supriya ko unka accent ache se samajh toh nahi aa raha tha par woh muskura ke unka jawaab de rahi thi. Akash abhi doosre customers se baat kar raha tha.

Supriya - Yes, we sell all types of garments...

Kaala - Even under garments?

Supriya - Yes yes, everything. Here are some samples...

Kaale bande ne ek bra ka sample uthaya aur Supriya ko dekhte hue apne haathon se halke halke bra ko masalne laga. Supriya ko use dekh kar laga ki shayad har desh ke mard aise hi tharki hote hai. Woh idhar udhar dekhne lagi, aur use Kriti aati hui dikhi.

Kriti muskurate hue uske paas aa kar fusfusayi - Lagta hai desi se bad kar ab toh tumhari hot videshi babe wali vibes ho gayi hai...

Supriya bhi daant bheech kar use fusfusa kar boli - Please inse bacha na mujhe... ye toh chipak hi gaye hai yahan...

Kriti ne unse baat karni shuru kari aur unhe product ke fabric ke baare mein aur company ki history ke baare mein batane lagi. Dono ne apne contact details unke paas chhode aur fir aage chal diye. 

Supriya ne gehri saans li - Thank god, chale gaye...

Kriti haste hue - Babe... koi jyada creepy ho raha ho na toh technical details mein ghus jayo... Acha ab tum aisa karo, lunch break le lo.. main itne booth sambhalti hu... wahan doosre room mein buffet laga hai, I heard its amazing.

Supriya haan mein sir hilate hue lunch room ki taraf chal padi. Woh lunch room mein pahuchi hi thi ki uske phone par ek message aa gaya. Usne message khol kar dekha toh ye toh kisi ne uski hi photo use bheji thi. Kisi ne shayad booth mein kaam karte hue click kari thi.

Meri liye ache se tayyar ho kar aayi hai meri pyaari dulhan. 



Message Pratap ke hi number se tha. Supriya woh message dekh kar thitak gayi. Usne aas paas palat kar dekha, aur use lunch room mein door Pratap khada dikhayi diya. Uske chehre par ek gandi si muskurahat thi, jise dekh kar Supriya ka dil ekdam se neeche baith gaya.

[Omprakash meena]

Super update yaar ❤️❤️❤️

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