18-07-2023, 08:03 AM
(This post was last modified: 18-07-2023, 08:14 AM by divyamissh. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
Part 4
Subah Rahul uthne par mujhe kiss karne laga par main sone ka naatak karne lagi. Wo uth ke chala gaya uske baad main bed se nikal ke bathroom me jaake phir ek baar phoot phoot ke royi... phir kisi tarah khud ko sambhal ke shower ke neeche thodi der khadi rahi aur phir bahar aake ready hui.
Mere saas saur ko USA nikalna tha aur meri nanad ko Bangalore. Hum sab usi kaaran kaam me lag gaye aur Rahul office jane ki taiyari me lag gaya. Tabhi ghar ki bell baji aur kaam karne wali bai aayi, unka naam hai Sujata. Unhone kamro ki safai ki aur sare kapde dhoye phir chali gayi. Saas sasur aur nanad bhi 11 baje tak nikal gaye.
Rahul aur main gate pe khade hain.
R: Office jaane ka man nahi hai. Ruk jata hu tumhare saath.
D: (Andar se bina feeling ke) Jao... tum bol rhe the kuch problem kar rhe hain.... isiliye honeymoon bhi postpone kiya tumne.... Nikal denge tumhe aise me to....
R: Acha thik hai baba... jata hu....
Wo mujhe gaal pe ek kiss deke chala gaya. Us kiss me mujhe kuch bhi feel nhi hua. Na koi excitment na pyar. Kal raat ke experience ne Rahul aur sex ko meri nazar me bahut neeche gira diya tha.
Rahul ke jane ke baad main bed pe aake leti to pata nhi kab meri aankh lag gayi. Jab neend khuli to Rahul ke door bell bajane se. MAine gate khola to wo kuch pareshaan sa dikha.
Main kuch boli nhi ... bas uske liye chai banane chali gayi. Wo kitchen me aake dheere se bola,
R: Ek bad news hai.
D: Kya hua?
R: Company wale us file ke curropt hone ka ilzaam mujhe de rhe. Ab mujhe client ke paas ja ke phir se programme bana hoga.
D: Kahan jana hoga? Kitne dino ke liye? Acha hai maine apne bags nhi khole hain.
R: Wo .... Dubai jana hai.... 1 saal ke liye.
Main dubai ka soch ke khush hone lagi.
R: Tumhe nahi le ja sakta, sirf mujhe bulaya hai client ne. Sorry Divu.
D: (Gusse se dekhte hue) Divya... Divu nhi... Kab nikalna hai tumhe?
R: Kal subah.
D: Apni packing kar lo. Main thaki hui hu. Don't disturb me. Apne dono credit card chhod ke jaana.
Itna bol ke main gas off ki aur kitchen se aadhi banayi chai chhod ke nikal gayi. Shaadi ke baad is teesre disappointment ne Rahul aur pati shabd ke meaning ko khatam kar diya mere andar. Pehla wo shock jo uske dhakko ne diya , phir wo jo uski penis ko dekh ke mila, aur ab ye.
"Divya Mishra, Tu lucky hai ki tere Papa bhi Mishra hain isliye tujhe naam nhi badlna pada warna apne naam se bhi nafrat ho jati tujhe. Nafrat. Haan yahi to main feel kar rhi hu. Nafrat ho gayi hai mujhe Rahul se." Aisa apne man me sochte hue me ek guest room me jaake so gayi.
Raat me do teen baar Rahul ne darwaza kholne ko bola par main sone ka naatak karti rhi. Subah jab main jagi to Rahul jaa chuka tha. Main ghar pe akeli thi aur agle ek saal tak kaise rahungi ye soch rhi thi.
Subah Rahul uthne par mujhe kiss karne laga par main sone ka naatak karne lagi. Wo uth ke chala gaya uske baad main bed se nikal ke bathroom me jaake phir ek baar phoot phoot ke royi... phir kisi tarah khud ko sambhal ke shower ke neeche thodi der khadi rahi aur phir bahar aake ready hui.
Mere saas saur ko USA nikalna tha aur meri nanad ko Bangalore. Hum sab usi kaaran kaam me lag gaye aur Rahul office jane ki taiyari me lag gaya. Tabhi ghar ki bell baji aur kaam karne wali bai aayi, unka naam hai Sujata. Unhone kamro ki safai ki aur sare kapde dhoye phir chali gayi. Saas sasur aur nanad bhi 11 baje tak nikal gaye.
Rahul aur main gate pe khade hain.
R: Office jaane ka man nahi hai. Ruk jata hu tumhare saath.
D: (Andar se bina feeling ke) Jao... tum bol rhe the kuch problem kar rhe hain.... isiliye honeymoon bhi postpone kiya tumne.... Nikal denge tumhe aise me to....
R: Acha thik hai baba... jata hu....
Wo mujhe gaal pe ek kiss deke chala gaya. Us kiss me mujhe kuch bhi feel nhi hua. Na koi excitment na pyar. Kal raat ke experience ne Rahul aur sex ko meri nazar me bahut neeche gira diya tha.
Rahul ke jane ke baad main bed pe aake leti to pata nhi kab meri aankh lag gayi. Jab neend khuli to Rahul ke door bell bajane se. MAine gate khola to wo kuch pareshaan sa dikha.
Main kuch boli nhi ... bas uske liye chai banane chali gayi. Wo kitchen me aake dheere se bola,
R: Ek bad news hai.
D: Kya hua?
R: Company wale us file ke curropt hone ka ilzaam mujhe de rhe. Ab mujhe client ke paas ja ke phir se programme bana hoga.
D: Kahan jana hoga? Kitne dino ke liye? Acha hai maine apne bags nhi khole hain.
R: Wo .... Dubai jana hai.... 1 saal ke liye.
Main dubai ka soch ke khush hone lagi.
R: Tumhe nahi le ja sakta, sirf mujhe bulaya hai client ne. Sorry Divu.
D: (Gusse se dekhte hue) Divya... Divu nhi... Kab nikalna hai tumhe?
R: Kal subah.
D: Apni packing kar lo. Main thaki hui hu. Don't disturb me. Apne dono credit card chhod ke jaana.
Itna bol ke main gas off ki aur kitchen se aadhi banayi chai chhod ke nikal gayi. Shaadi ke baad is teesre disappointment ne Rahul aur pati shabd ke meaning ko khatam kar diya mere andar. Pehla wo shock jo uske dhakko ne diya , phir wo jo uski penis ko dekh ke mila, aur ab ye.
"Divya Mishra, Tu lucky hai ki tere Papa bhi Mishra hain isliye tujhe naam nhi badlna pada warna apne naam se bhi nafrat ho jati tujhe. Nafrat. Haan yahi to main feel kar rhi hu. Nafrat ho gayi hai mujhe Rahul se." Aisa apne man me sochte hue me ek guest room me jaake so gayi.
Raat me do teen baar Rahul ne darwaza kholne ko bola par main sone ka naatak karti rhi. Subah jab main jagi to Rahul jaa chuka tha. Main ghar pe akeli thi aur agle ek saal tak kaise rahungi ye soch rhi thi.
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