Misc. Erotica Shreya Ke Raaz: Kab tak Chhupenge

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Chapter 8

Shaam ka andhera hote hote Shreya ki aankh khuli. Usne apne upar ek blanket ko paaya, jo shayad wahan nahi tha jab woh soyi thi. Usne aakhen malte hue idhar udhar dekha, ghar mein andhera aur bilkul shaanti thi. Tabhi use shaam ko Rohit se hui ladayi yaad aayi aur woh jhat se khadi ho gayi.

Mann mein ekdam darr sa baith gaya ki Rohit ghar aaya bhi tha ya nahi. Woh jaldi se living room ki light on karke Rohit ke kamre ki taraf badi. Uske kamre ka darwaza halke se kholte hue check kiya toh woh apne bistar par so raha tha. Uska vichlit mann ek pal ke liye shaant hua, par phir dubara se wahi shaam wala gussa aane laga.

Is ladke ki itni himmat ho gayi ki usne aaj itna kuch keh diya, Shreya ne gusse mein badbadate hue socha. Woh bhi toh ladkiyon ke saath kaisi kaisi baatein karne laga tha... kya naam tha uski behaya girlfriend ka... Aanya... haan shayad yehi tha. Uske baare mein sochte hi Shreya gusse mein tez saans lene lagi. Shayad usi ladki ke saath ka nateeza tha ki uska pyaara sa beta uske haath se nikalne laga tha, aur bado jaisa behave karne laga tha.

Shreya apne kamre mein aayi, jo abhi bhi faila hua tha. Bistar abhi bhi thoda geela tha, jisse use Manish ka use jam ke chodna yaad aane laga. Usne jaldi se bistar se chaddar hatayi aur doosri chaddar bichhane lagi. Aur phir apne kapde samet kar andar rakhne lagi. Par uski skirt... woh skirt kahin nahi dikh rahi thi. Shreya jaldi se bahar living room mein aayi, aur sofe ke paas skirt ko dhoondne lagi. Woh uske kambal mein bhi nahi thi.

Woh skirt ko dhoond hi rahi thi ki achanak peeche se use Rohit ne hug kiya.

"Mumma... kuch dhoond rahi ho kya?" Rohit ne apna sar uske kandhe par rakhte hue kaha. Uski tone itni normal aur shaant thi jaise unke beech koi ladayi hi na hui ho.

"Hmm.. kuch nahi," Shreya ko abhi bhi gussa aa raha tha par woh jyada kuch nahi boli.

"Kya hua, aap abhi gussa ho?" Rohit ne Shreya ko peeche se kas ke pakadte hue poocha.

"Ahhh... chhodo mujhe Rohit," Shreya uski kasti hui baahon mein pighal rahi thi, "Tum toh ab mujhse bhi bade ho gaye ho na, toh main tum par kaise gussa ho sakti hoon."

"Mumma... suna na meri baat please," Rohit ne Shreya ko pakde hue sofe par bithaya aur use kas ke jakad liya.

Rohit ne Shreya ke maathe par halke se kiss kiya, "Mumma... I am sorry... par thappad toh aapne hi maara tha na mujhe."



"Haan par... tumne bhi toh..." Shreya uske pyaar mein pighal si rahi thi. Woh palat kar uski taraf ho gayi aur uske gaal ko halke se chhuaa, "Achha dikhayo... jyada tez maar diya tha kya?"

"Hmm... thoda sa," Rohit ne Shreya ki aankhon mein dekhte hue kaha, "Par ab theek hai."

Rohit ne sofe par slide hote hue apna sar Shreya ki godi mein rakh liya.

Shreya ne uske baalon mein halke se haath fera, aur phir kuch der baad kaha, "Kyun karte ho tum itna gussa?"

Rohit ki aankhen bhar aayi thi, "Bas... lagta hai... koi aapko mujhse chheen na le..."

"Pagal ladka," Shreya ne uske sar par halke se haath maara, "Mujhe koi nahi chheen sakta. Par agar tumhe kisi ne chheen liya mujhse toh?"

"Mujhe kaun chheenega?"

"Hmmm... mujhe kya pata?" Shreya ne sochte hue kaha, "Koi ladki... girlfriend... ya ek din tumhari wife?"

Rohit ne apni maa ki godi mein sar rakhe hue hi unki hatheli ko apne gaal par halka sa ragda. Unke haath ka soft sa touch use bahut acha lagta tha. "Wife toh tab aayegi na Mumma jab main kisi ko apne aur aapke beech aane doonga. Aur mujhe nahi lagta ki mujhe aapke alawa kisi aur ki zaroorat hai."

Shreya ko uski baaton mein ek ajeeb si possessiveness mehsoos hui. Shreya ne ek gehri saans li aur uske baalon ko sehlaaya. Uske dimaag ke kone mein abhi bhi woh skirt ghoom rahi thi, jo jaane kahan gayab ho gayi thi.

"Achha baba, ab itni filmy baatein mat karo. Waise bhi bahut der ho gayi," Shreya ne halke se Rohit ko hataya. "Main face wash karti hoon, phir kuch khane ka dekhte hain."

Shreya uth kar tezi se apne bedroom ki taraf gayi. Jaise hi usne darwaza band kiya, usne har jagah nazrein daadi. Bed ke niche, parde ke peeche, yahan tak ki laundry basket mein bhi... par woh skirt gayab thi. Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki skirt aakhir gayi kahan. Kahin Manish ne toh use apne saath nahi le gaya? Bas woh koi aisi jagah na ho, jahan woh Rohit ke haath lag jaye.

Shreya ke mann abhi bhi thoda sa pareshaan tha aur woh face wash karke bahar aa gayi. Aaj woh kafi thaki hui feel kar rahi thi, toh bas to ek simple sa maggi dinner banana tha. Usne dono plate dinner table par rakh di aur dono saath baith kar khaane lage.

"Rohit... woh," Shreya ne khaate hue hichkichate hue pucha, "Jab main soyi thi, toh kya tumne living room mein safai ki thi? Mera matlab... kuch bikhra hua toh nahi tha wahan?"

Rohit ne bade aaram se Shreya ki taraf dekh kar ek masoom muskurahat di. "Nahi toh Mumma, sab kuch toh saaf tha. Bas aap soyi hui thin aur blanket thoda niche gira tha, toh maine wahi theek kar diya. Kyun? Aapka kuch kho gaya hai kya?"

"Nahi... kuch nahi. Bas aise hi laga jaise mera ek... mera matlab hai, office ki ek file ka paper wahin gir gaya tha shayad." Shreya ne baat ko sambhaalte hue kaha.

"Paper?" Rohit ne serious hote hue kaha, "Agar koi zaruri cheez hogi toh mil jayegi. Aap fikar mat kijiye."

Shreya ne chup-chap apna dinner finish kiya. Kaafi lamba din ho gaya tha jaise aaj. Use lag raha tha ki Manish ne galti se woh skirt apne kapdon ke saath samet li hogi. "Chalo theek hai agar uske paas hai," usne mann hi mann socha.

Dinner ke baad, jab Shreya apne kamre mein sone chali gayi, Rohit ne apne kamre ka darwaza dheere se band kiya aur use andar se lock kar diya.

Usne cupboard khola aur apne kapdon ke dher ke niche se woh short skirt nikaali. Bahar ki halki roshni mein us silk ke kapde ki chamak Rohit ki aankhon mein utar aayi thi. Usne skirt ko apne hathon mein liya, woh itni choti aur narm thi ki Rohit ko yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki yeh uski mummy ki hai.

Usne skirt ko apne chehre ke paas laya. Usme se Shreya ke badan ki mehek aur wahi teekhi, musky mardana perfume ki milli-juli smell aa rahi thi jo Manish Kapoor ki thi. Rohit ne apni aankhein band kar li aur us kapde ko apne gaal par ragadne laga. Ek ajeeb sa ehsaas ho raha tha - ek ajeeb si kashish, nafrat aur gusse ka mili jula sa mishran. 

Woh skirt ko apne gaal par ragad hi raha tha ki uske silent phone ne kamre mein roshni kar di. Rohit ne skirt ko bed par par side mein rakha aur call utha li.

"Hey, baby! So gaye kya?" Aanya ki chulbuli aawaz goonji.

Rohit ka dimaag abhi bhi us skirt mein atka tha. "Nahi... bas leta tha. Bol?"

"Aaj itni jaldi kyun chale gaye tum?" Aanya thoda roothte hue boli, "Tumhare bina bilkul achha nahi lag raha tha."

"Arre, woh... Mummy ki tabiyat thodi theek nahi thi, isliye jaldi aana pada," Rohit ne jhoot bola, uski ungliyan abhi bhi us narm silk ko chhoo rahi thi.

"Oh! Kya hua aunty ko?" Aanya ki aawaz mein thodi fiqr aa gayi.

"Bas aise hi... thodi sardi lag gayi hai." Rohit ne ek baar phir badi aasani se jhooth bola.

"Acha... waise... tumne woh video aur pics delete kar di jo maine bheji thi?" Aanya ki aawaz ab dheemi aur thodi shararati ho gayi thi.

"Tune aaj bhi koi photo bheji thi kya?" Rohit ne turant call ko minimize karke Aanya ki bheji hui photos ko phir se dekhne laga.

Pehli photo mein tight kapdo mein jakde hue uske boobs behad bade aur dabochne layak lag rahe they. Uski gori jaanghen... uff....



Doosri photo mein usne kaafi revealing night dress pehni hui thi, aur uske cleavage ka mast nazara dikh raha tha, aur uski sexy shakal bhi.



"Sexy...." Rohit ka lund apne aap akadne laga, uske haath mein abhi bhi mummy ki skirt thi. "Par pura nude ho kar bhejti na, us din ki tarah."

"Shut up! Waise tumne woh video delete kar di na." Uska lehja abhi bhi shararati tha, par aawaz mein ek halki si ghabrahat bhi thi.

Rohit uski doosri photo ko zoom karke dekhne laga. "Nahi kiya delete... aur karne ka irada bhi nahi hai," Rohit ne dabi hui awaaz mein kaha, uska poora dhyaan ab phone ki screen par dikh rahi Aanya ki gori cleavage par tha.

"Toh fir kya iraada hai," Aanya ki awaaz mein ek thartharahat thi, jo bata rahi thi ki woh bhi uski baaton se uttejit ho rahi hai. "Kal aa rahe ho na college... mumma's boy!"

"Zaroor aayunga... aur kal tumhe apna iraada achhi tarah batayunga. My bad bad girl." Rohit ka haath skirt se hatt kar apne lund par chala gaya.

"Tum na... bahut woh ho gaye ho aajkal... pehle aise nahi they bilkul." Aanya ne shikayat bhari aawaz mein kaha. Bistar par leti hui woh apne baalon ki ek lat ko ungliyon mein bade dhire se ghumaane lagi. Uska dil Rohit ki baaton se uska dil tezi se dhadak raha tha, aur woh apni doosri ungli se apne honton ko halke se sehla rahi thi.

"Pehla main chhota tha... ab bada ho gaya hoon." Rohit ne ek bhaari aawaz mein kaha, jo uski nahi thi. Rohit ka haath apne lund par tezi se chal raha tha. Usne skirt ko utha kar apne lund par ghisna shuru kar diya.

Aanya ne ek gehri saans li, jisse phone mein uski saanson ki garmahat saaf sunayi di. "Achha? Kitne bade ho gaye ho?"

"Saamne toh badi shareef banti ho, kal dikhata hoon ki kitna bada ho gaya hoon." Phone par Aanya ki aawaz aur saansein aur lund par ghisti hui woh soft skirt uske andar ek alag hi junoon paida kar rahi thi. Ek taraf Aanya ka jism screen par tha, aur doosri taraf uski Mumma ki mehek uske haath mein thi.

"Bas dikhayoge ya... kuch aur?" Aanya ne haste hue pucha, uska lehja ab poori tarah se uttejit ho chuka tha. Shayad woh bhi doosri taraf apne aap ko chhoo rahi thi.

"Dono," Rohit ne kaha. "Bas tu college ke baad free rehna, koi bahana nahi chalega kal."

"Mmmmm...." Aanya ne ek gehri saans li. 

"Haan... aise hi," Rohit ka haath ab behad tezi se chal raha tha. "Kal jab milenge na toh yehi aawazein sunna chahta hoon main."

"Mmm... Rohit... please..." Aanya ne siskaari bhari. "Aaj sach mein kya ho gaya tumhe. Tum mujhe dara rahe ho... par pata nahi kyun, mujhe maza aa raha hai."

"Kyun? Tu hi toh chahti thi yeh sab, ab kya hua, darr gayi?"

"Mmmmm.... babyyyy.... uffff... ahhh... main nahi darne wali." Aanya ki aawaz ekdam sultry ho chuki thi.


"Kal batayunga woh toh.... ahhhhh..." Rohit ek dam se jhad gaya aur uska sperm skirt par nikalne laga. Woh jaldi se uth baitha, "Chal ab kal hi karenge baaki baat. Goodnight, bye."

"Goodnight.... muahhhh... Happy Valentine Day again! I love you so much." Aanya ka jaise mann hi nahi ho raha tha phone rakhne ka.

Rohit ne call khatam karke phone ko bed par phenka aur lambi saansein lene laga. Uska badan abhi bhi tharthara raha tha. Usne dekha ki uski mummy ki us mehngi silk skirt par uske sperm ke safed dhabbe lag gaye the. Ek pal ke liye use darr lagne laga, jaise yeh baat kahin mummy ko pata na chal jaye.

Doosre hi pal usne skirt se apna lund pocha aur khade hote hue skirt ko ek plastic bag mein daal kar phir se apni almari mein sarka diya.

Woh jhad toh chuka tha par phir bhi kaafi uttezit mehsoos kar raha tha. Shayad time aa gaya tha ki kal woh apne aur Aanya ke rishte ko agle level par le jaaye. Aanya toh jaane kab se usse yehi chahti thi, kitni baar toh woh is sab ke baare mein hint de chuki thi. Pata nahi woh hi kyun ruka hua tha ab tak, pata nahi kya cheez rok rahi thi use.

Kal... Kal sab badal jaayega. Kal woh aakhir Aanya ko uska pending Valentine gift de hi dega.

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Chapter 9

Agli subah hamesha ki tarah Rohit ko college drop karke Shreya apne office pahuchi. Aaj raste bhar car mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi. Rohit aaj kuch jyada hi chup tha. Shreya ne ek-do baar usse baat karne ki koshish ki, par usne bas halke 'haan' ya 'hmm' mein jawab diya.

Shreya ne dhyan diya ki Rohit aaj kuch zyada hi khoya-khoya sa tha, par phir usne socha ki uski umar hi aisi thi, kabhi toh itni energy, kabhi beinteha gussa aur kabhi bilkul down. Shreya khud bhi kafi tired feel kar rahi thi, isliye usne baat ko zyada kheecha nahi.

Shreya apni seat tak pahuchi bhi nahi thi ki uski nazar desk par rakhe ek khoobsurat vase par padi, jisme taaza tulips saje hue the. Unke saath hi ek chocolates ka box aur ek chhota sa card rakha tha. Yeh uska hi desk tha na? Mann mein khayal aaya.

Desk par pahuch kar Shreya ne hichkichate hue card ko uthaya aur padna shuru kiya.

"To the lady whose grace defines elegance, and whose beauty remains the quiet storm in my heart. Belated Happy Valentine Day!"

Shreya ke honthon par ek halki si muskaan aa gayi aur gaal achanak se hi surkh laal ho gaye. Itne saalon baad use aaj kisi ne Valentine's Day gift diya tha. Usne card ko ek baar aur pada aur apni muskaan chhupane ke liye apne honthon ko andar daba liya, par uski aankhon ki chamak sab bayaan kar rahi thi.



Shreya ne tulips ko halke se smell kiya, woh bilkul fresh they, bahut hi pyaari khushbu. Usne idhar udhar dekha, koi bhi toh nahi tha wahan. Bas saamne thodi door par hamesha ki tarah Rishabh baitha tha, chashma pehne apne kaam mein nervously busy.

Shreya card table par chhod kar, ek naye confidence aur style se chalti hui Rishabh ke desk par pahuchi.

"Rishabh!" Shreya ki aawaz un tulips ki tarah chehak rahi thi. "Rishabh!"

"Yes Ma'am," Rishabh ne jhat se apni screen se nazrein hatate hue upar dekha.

"Ummm... tumne abhi morning mein kisi ko mere desk par aate dekha kya?" Shreya ne uske monitor ke upar haath rakhte hue poocha.

"Kya hua Ma'am, kuch missing hai kya?"  Rishabh ne turant poocha, uski aawaz mein thodi si ghabrahat thi.

Shreya ne ek halki si hansi ke saath apna sar jhatka. Rishabh ki aadat hi aisi thi, bechara har baat mein koi na koi negative cheez dhoond hi leta tha.

"Nahi Rishabh, kuch khoya nahi hai... balki kuch mil gaya hai," Shreya ne apni aawaz ko thoda dheema karte hue kaha, par uski muskurahat aur badi hoti jaa rahi thi. Usne tirchi nazar se apne desk ki taraf ishara kiya. "Wahan tulips rakhe hain... kya tumne dekha ki wo kaun rakh kar gaya? Koi delivery boy ya... koi aur?"

Rishabh ne apna chashma thoda upar sarkaaya aur Shreya ke desk ki taraf dekha, aur phir wapas Shreya ki taraf. "Ma'am, main toh abhi aadhe ghante pehle hi aaya tha, tab se files clear karne mein hi laga hoon." 

"Woh theek hai, par jab tum aaye they, toh woh vase wahin tha kya?" Shreya ko Rishabh ke routine se jawab par thodi irritation honi shuru ho gayi thi. 

"Nahi pata Ma'am, maine dhyan nahi diya." Rishabh ne nervous hote hue kaha, jaise vase ka wahan hona koi badi galti ho. "Waise bhi aapko toh pata hi hai, guard sahab kisi bhi delivery wale ko andar desk tak aane dete hain. Maine kitni baar yeh raise bhi kiya hai par koi..." Rishabh ki toni thodi shikayati ho gayi thi.

"Offo..." Shreya ne uski baat beech mein kaati aur apna sar jhatakte hue thoda peeche ho gayi, "Rishabh... tum na bas... rehne do. Galti ho gayi tumse pooch kar! Tumhe toh na har cheez mein security risk hi dikhayi deta hai."

Shreya jhujhulate hue wapas apne desk par chali gayi. Rishabh ne screen ki taraf dekhte hue ek gehri saans li, uski hatheliyan paseene se gili ho chuki thi.

Shreya tez kadmon se chalte hue apne desk par pahuchi aur irritate hote hue dhamm se apni chair par baithi, par phir card ko wahan dekh kar usne phir se use utha liya aur padne lagi. "Quiet storm..." Un do shabdon par uski nighaahen atak gayi.


Usne ek lambi saans li aur un shabdon ko apne dimaag mein dohrane lagi. Rishabh ki baaton ne thodi der ke liye uska mood kharab kar diya tha, par card par likhi woh ek line jaise kisi jaadu ki tarah asar kar rahi thi. Usne card ko apne honthon ke paas laya, us par abhi bhi ek halki si mehek baaki thi, shayad un tulips ki ya shayad koi perfume.

Usne socha, “Kaun ho sakta hai?”

Is office mein kayi log usse flirt karne ki koshish karte they. Par uski pehli aur aakhri soch Manish par hi ja kar ruki. Manish hamesha se hi use is tarah ke surprises dene mein mahir tha, par yeh poetry wala andaaz unke liye bhi naya tha. Shreya ko yaad aaya ki kaise Manish ne pichli baar use graceful kaha tha, aur card par likha "grace defines elegance" seedha unki taraf hi ishaara kar raha tha.

Shayad yeh unka tareeka tha us din ke liye sorry kahne ke liye. Woh bhi na kabhi kabhi itne direct aur rude ho jaate hai, shayad unhe yehi realize hua hoga baad mein.

Shreya ne apna phone uthaya aur Manish ko ek message likhne lagi. Phir turant hi us message ko delete karke phone neeche rakh diya. Unhe in person hi thank you karna behtar hoga.

Shreya ne vase ko apne desk par achhe se adjust kiya, aur chocolates aur card ko badi hifazat se apne bag ke andar chain khol kar rakh diya. Use achhe se pata tha ki agar chocolates desk par chhod di, toh aate-jaate log hi use prasad samajh kar khatam kar denge, aur woh is tohfe ka ek hissa Rohit ke siwa kisi se kisi ke saath baantna nahi chahti thi. Ek badi si muskaan liye usne finally apna computer on kiya.



Thodi der baad office mein chahal-pahal shuru ho gayi. Shreya ka desk raaste mein padta tha aur kaafi visible tha, aur aaj un taaza tulips ki wajah se toh jaise pura desk chamak raha tha.

Kuch der baad office ki ek-do females, Shreya ke desk par pahuch gayi.

"Shreya Ma'am, kya baat hai! Itne sundar flowers? Aaj aapka birthday hai kya?" Priya ne, jo usse 2-3 saal chhoti thi, bade utsah se poocha.

"Aree nahi Priya, birthday nahi hai... yeh toh bas aise hi," Shreya ne koshish toh ki woh professional lage, par uska blush uska saath nahi de raha tha.

"Bas aise hi? Ma'am, tulips aise hi koi nahi bhejta, kafi expensive hote hain." Megha ne shararat se aankh marte hue kaha. Megha office ki sabse junior ladki thi. "Kal Valentine's Day tha, lagta hai kisi ne belated gift bheja hai madam ko."

Shreya ne thoda ghabrate hue baalon ki ek lat ko kaan ke peeche kiya. "Valentine's Day! Nahi nahi Megha, woh toh tum jaise bacchon ke khel hain. Hum toh kabke purane ho chuke hain in sab cheezon ke liye..."

"Purane?" Megha ne halke se vase ko chhua. "Ma'am, tulips ka matlab hota hai perfect love. Aur jisne bhi bheja hai, uska taste bada classy hai. Bilkul aapki tarah. Kaash mera bhi aisa boyfriend hota!"

"Hah! Love aur main! Woh din toh kabke khatam ho chuke hain." Shreya ne haste hue kaha, par us hasi mein bhi ek halka sa dard tha. Agar uske husband aaj saath hote, toh shayad yeh din aaj bhi maayne rakhta.

"Aise mat kahiye Ma'am, aap toh abhi bhi tees se upar ki nahi lagti ho. Aap bhi second chance deserve karti ho, aakhir Rohit bhi toh ab bada ho gaya hoga." Priya bolte hue vase aur desk ko baareki se dekh rahi thi, jaise ek missing card ya sender ke naam ko dhoond rahi ho. 

Shreya ki muskurahat achanak gayab ho gayi. Aur uski jagah guilt ki ek halki lakeer ne le li. Aise laga jaise un tulips ke khushbu mein kho kar woh Rohit ko dhoka de rahi ho. Usne turant apni nazrein un phoolon se hata kar apne computer screen par tika di. Shreya ko ab un dono ka is tarah vase ko chhoona aur uske desk par nazar daalna achha nahi lag raha tha.

Shreya ne apne pair se apna bag table ke neeche thoda aur sarka diya, jaise woh dono abhi wahan se card nikal lengi. "Card-ward kuch nahi hai, bas phool hain. Chalo ab, kaam par lago sab, ye dekho Rishabh bhi aa gaya apne questions lekar."

Dono ne Rishabh ko dekh apna muh sadaya aur Shreya ko "Bye Ma'am" bolkar wahan se khisak gayi. Shreya ne ek gehri saans li aur wapas apni screen ki taraf dekhne lagi, par uska dimaag ab bhi un phoolon aur us card par hi atka tha.

Rishabh wahan khada raha, jaise kuch bolna chah raha ho par shabd dhoond nahi pa raha tha. Woh bhi un tulips ki taraf dekhne laga. Shreya toh ek second ke liye bhool hi gayi thi ki woh wahin khada tha.

Shreya ne ek gehri saans lete hue khud ko refocus kiya. Usne apni kohni desk par tikayi aur gaal ko haath ka sahara dete hue Rishabh ki taraf dekha. Phir halki si sarcastic muskurahat ke saath boli, "Jee... aap bhi kahiye kuch flowers ke baare mein. Itna ghoor rahe hain, koi security threat toh nahi lag raha aapko inme?"

"Nahi Ma'am... woh... flowers toh achhe hain," Rishabh ne dabi hui aawaz mein kaha. "Kaafi... kaafi fresh hain. Par... flowers jaldi murjha jaate hain. Inhe maintenance ki zaroorat hoti hai. Aap ghar le jaakar roz paani change karte rehna."

Shreya ne ek zor ki hansi chhodi. "Tum na Rishabh, sach mein romance ke dushman ho! Murjha jaate hain? Maintenance? Hadd hai! Koi aur hota toh inki khoobsurti ki tareef karta, par tumne toh yahan bhi ek process bana di."

Rishabh ne ek feeki muskurahat di. "Ma'am, main toh bas... reality bata raha tha. Waise... pata chala kya? Kisne bheje hain?"

"Pata chalne jaisa kya hai isme, Rishabh? Flowers hi toh hain," Shreya ne muskurate hue baat khatam kar di. "Tum batayo, tumne kuch kiya ya nahi Valentine Day par?"

"Nahi Ma'am..." Rishabh ne jhepte hue neeche dekha, "Main toh ghar par hi tha."

"Oh god Rishabh, yehi toh umar hai tumhari..." Shreya ne dekha ki Rishabh aur uncomfortable hota jaa raha tha. Uske haath mein pakdi file yaad dila rahi thi ki woh kisi kaam se Shreya ke paas aaya tha, na ki apni khichayi karwane. "Acha... batayo kya kaam tha?"


Rishabh ne turant woh file Shreya ki taraf bada di. "Haan Ma'am woh... Head Office se ek email aaya tha... woh keh rahe hai ki is policy mein kuch gadbad hai."

Shreya ne apni chair seedhi ki, ab woh wapas apne Manager mode mein thi. "Hmm, dikhayo mujhe. Mujhe pata hai kuch gadbad nahi hogi, bewakoof log bitha rakhe hai unhone headoffice mein. Tumhara transfer karwa du headoffice? Kam se kam ek toh kaam ka insaan hoga wahan."

Shreya ki yeh aakhri baat sun kar Rishabh ke chehre par ek dabi hui muskaan aa gayi, jaise woh is halki si tareef si hi behad khush ho gaya ho.

“Nahi… main kahin nahi jaana chahta, yahin theek hai.” Rishabh ne dheere se kaha.

“Mendek ko bhi kue se bahar nikalna padta hai,” Shreya ne yeh bolte hue uske haath se file kheech li aur apne desk par rakh kar use dhyaan se padne lagi.

Rishabh sarak kar Shreya ke thoda paas aakar khada ho gaya. Wahan khade hue use ek tez khushbu aa rahi thi. Par use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki ye khushbu un tulips ki thi ya Shreya ki.

[Shabaz123]

Awesome update

[bananna123]

Nice update
Waiting fir next one

[rajeev13]

Aage jab kahani me maa-bete ka incest flavor aayega to aur tadka lagega,
Waise kahani + dialogues ka build up kamaal hai,
Keep going...

[Celebrorn]

Aage jab kahani me maa-bete ka incest flavor aayega to aur tadka lagega,
Waise kahani + dialogues ka build up kamaal hai,
Keep going...

Thank you! And apologies for the delay.

If I am able to write what’s on my mind, I think this would turn out to be an amazing story.

[Uvaaaa]

Finally waited is over, awesome update and wait for your next update

[Rawaeee]

Amazing story but not inccest please

[Demon King]

waiting for next

[Rawaeee]

And  IAM now compare between 3 of best writers you one of them I hope its really goes like standard stories and for other writers as well thanks again

[Demon King]

next pls

[Abhi 707]

Please update

[arvind274]

Nice and waiting

[Demon King]

Waitung

[Demon King]

waiting

[Demon King]

still waiting