Adultery Politician Biwi

[Mountlord92]

Update 7

Toh budha Prakash taxi driver hai. Tharki sala !!!! Aise man me bolte huye Neeta Rahul ke sath taxi me baith gayi. Rahul ne detail me address pataya aur taxi chal padi. Raste me kaee baar budha Prakash mirror me se Neeta ko dekta raha. Udhar Neeta bhi apni najaro se Prakash ki hawas ko aur badha raha thi.



Theater me itna khel khelne ke baad ab Rahul jaise thanda pad gaya. Uska Neeta ke upar dhyan hi nahi raha. Usse ab nind aa rahi thi. Neeta ko ghar chhod ke usse apne ghar nikalana tha. Ghar jane tak usse sabr nahi raha aur woh seat par sar rakh ke 1 zapaki lene laga. Rahul ke sone se budha Prakash aur Neeta ko mano sukun mila. Ab un dono ko chori chori ek dusre ko dekhna nahi padega. 

Prakash ki halat kharab thi. Woh ek taraf road pe dhyan dekar taxi bhi chala raha tha aur dusri taraf mirror se Neeta ke sexy badan ko taad raha tha. Neeta ko ye khel achha laga raha tha. Woh kuch aage padhne lagi. Neeta ne Rahul ki taraf dekha. Rahul abhi ankhe band karke zapki le raha tha.



 Usne fir se apni najar mirror pe dalte huye budhe Prakash ki or dekha. Budha Prakash road ki taraf dekh raha tha.  Neeta ne dhire se apna dupatta upar uthaya. Thoda deep low kamiz hone ke karan cleavage ka achha view dikh raha tha. Jab budhe Prakash ne fir se mirror me se Neeta ko taad ne laga tab usse cleavage view dikh gaya. Neeta aise dikha rahi thi ki mano ye sab woh janbujh ke nahi kar rahi. Budhe Prakash ke liye ye 1 mithasa shock tha. Uski chehre pe 1 hawas bhari smile aa gayi. Neeta bhi ab thoda aage ki or jukte huye cleavage ka aur maza dene lagi.



 Is chakkar me Prakash ka dhyan driving pe se thoda hat gaya aur usne speedbreakar nahi dekha. Speed breaker pe se speed se jane ke karan taxi thodi uchhal gayi aur is zatke se Rahul uth gaya. Neeta ne dupatta thik kiya.  

Rahul - uncle kya kar rahe ho.…..marwaoge kya?

Prakash (man me) - saale …. Marwana to tere sath baithi huyi ladki chahti he …. Tu mat marva ….

Prakash - sorry …. Speed breaker dikha nahi.…. 

Rahul - aaram se chalao….

Ab neeta ka ghar najdik aa gaya. Rahul ne driver direction bataya. High class logo ke bunlow area me taxi pohoch gayi. Budha Prakash jada baar ye area me nahi aaya tha. Yaha ke log taxi se jada apni khud ki car ne ghumate hai. Rahul ne hatho se dikha kar 1 bunlow ki taraf ishara kiya. Prakash ne taxi rok di aur Neeta taxi se utari. 

Rahul - Good night.….

Neeta - Good night….. fresh hone ke baad msg karungi…

Rahul - me kuch keh nahi sakta …. Mujhe bohot nind aa rahi hai .. online rahunga to msg karunga ….

Neeta ( man me ) - yaha meri nind ud gayi hai …. Aur ye aaram se sone ja raha hai…

Neeta - thik hai …. Bye….

Prakash bohot dhyan deke un dono ki baat sun raha tha. 

Prakash (man me) - saala aise maal ko bc koi 1 min ke liye chhodega nahi aur yeh sone ja raha hai.…. saali ko number de raha tha to liya nahi Randi ne aur iss chutiye ko msg karne bol rahi hai.…. 

Rahul fir se taxi me baith gaya aur apne ghar ka address bataya. Prakash ne bhi taxi chalana shuru kar diya.  Thodi der baad Rahul ka ghar aa gaya. Rahul paise dekar apne ghar chala gaya aur sidha apne bed pe so gaya. 

Prakash ne taxi sidha apne ghar layi. Prakash akele rehta tha. Uski biwi kafi saal pehle expire ho chuki thi. 1 beta tha par woh apne biwi aur bacho ke sath alag rehta tha. Pehle woh apne baap yani Prakash ke sath rehta tha. Par 1 din Prakash ki bahu Sima kapde badal rahi thi. Ghar pe koi nahi tha. Tabhi Prakash khana khane ghar aaya aur moka dekh bahu ke badan ka najara dekhne laga. 



 Prakash ko darwaze se zakte huye uske bete ne pakad liya tha. Uske bete ne uske sath na rehna socha aur tab se Prakash slum area me apne room me woh akela rehta hai. 

Prakash bada tharki kisma admi hai. Specially jawan ladkiya ko woh jada hi pasand karta tha. Pados ki college-college ki ladkiyo hawas bhari najarose dekhna uska roj ka kaam tha. Kabhi hawas control se bahar chali gayi to woh red light area me jakar apni bhukh mitata tha. 

Rahul ke ghar se Prakash sidhe apne ghar aaya. Khana khane ke baad usne apne kapde change kiye aur lungi pehen kar jamin pe bistar laga ke sone laga. Use nind nahi aa rahi thi.  Itna hasin din uske jindagi me pehli baar aa gaya tha. Itni din woh ladkiyo ko tadata rehta tha par aaj usko Neeta jaise 1 high class ki khubsurat ladki ke sharir se khelane mila tha. Neeta ke badan woh yaad karne laga. Halaki usko usko sirf achhi tarah se Neeta ke boobs ko hi dabane mila tha. Chut ko usne pant ke upar se thoda ragda tha aur gand ko usne sirf dekha tha. 



Prakash ka lund Neeta ke badan ko yaad karte hi khada ho gaya. Budhe Prakash ko hairani ho gayi. Aaj waise bhi 2 baar usne apne lund ka pani nikala tha. Aur Neeta ko yaad karte hi uska lund fir se ready ho gaya. 

Tabhi uska phone baja. 

Prakash - iss time pe koi hoga ????

Prakash ne phone check kiya. Unknown no. tha. Usko laga kisiko taxi chahiye hogi. Ab taxi chalnar ka uska bilkul mann nahi tha. Aaj ke liye usne waise hi kama liya tha. Fir bhi kis ka call hai ye check karne ke liye usne call uthaya. 

Prakash - hello ……

Unknown - hmm …hmmm .. hello….

Samne se 1 ladki ki awaz aa rahi thi. Prakash thoda hairan ho gaya. Koi ladki ka call tha. Prakash sochte laga …. Kon hoga. Uski bahu? Padosi ki beti? Ya Aur koi….

Prakash - ha hello …. Kon hai?

Unknown - me … me… woh… 

Prakash - ha kon aap ?

Unknown - ji…… ji …. mera naam ……Neeta hai. 

Prakash - kon neeta?

Neeta (zizakate huye) - ji….. hum theater me mile the. Aur apki taxi pakadi thi ghar jane ke liye. 


To be continue…….