Adultery Unchaha safar: The unwanted Journey of my honeymoon

[Joker44]

Shrutika ne dheere se apni aankhein kholi. Subah ki halki dhoop bedroom ke parde se guzar kar uske chehre par gir rahi thi. Usne apne kareeb haath phiraya, lekin uska husband bistar par nahi tha. Dil mein ek ajeeb si ghabrahat hui, kal raat ki yaadein abhi bhi uske tan-badan par likhi hui thi.
Jaise hi uski nazar bed par padi, ek red bikini neatly folded rakhi thi, uske upar ek chhoti si chitthi. Pehle to uska dil tez dhadak utha—uske dimaag mein sirf ek hi chehra aaya, Abdul aur Arav. Kya yeh un dono ki koi nayi chaal hai? Kya unhone yeh mazak kiya hai? Lekin jab usne chitthi uthai aur likha dekha—yeh uske husband ka sandesh tha—to ek ajeeb si raahat mili.
"Jaldi se naha lo, yeh bikini pehno aur mujhe breakfast table par milo… Phir hum beach par masti karenge."
Uske hothon par ek halka sa muskurahat aa gaya. Pichle do dinon me jo kuch bhi hua, usne uske andar ki ek nayi aurat jagaa di thi. Lekin uska husband bhi aaj ek naye mood me lag raha tha.
Nahaai aur Bikini Pehnna
Shrutika ne garam paani se nahaana shuru kiya. Jaise hi paani uske geele tan par behta, usne mehsoos kiya ki uske boobs ab aur zyada bhare bhare lag rahe the. Abdul aur Arav ke haathon ka dabaav ab bhi mehsoos ho raha tha. Bas do dinon me hi uski size ekdum se badh gayi thi—pehle jo blouse dheele lagte the, ab woh tight ho chuke the. Usne aayine me apni nangi deh par haath phera, uske nipples halka sa ubhar gaye the, paani ki thandak se ek ajib si suirli jaag gayi thi.
Nahaane ke baad, usne bikini uthai. Pehle to usne sharma kar aaina ki taraf dekha. Usne kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki woh itni chhoti kapde pehengi, lekin aaj ek alag si tez uski aankhon me thi.

• Bikini ka top chhota tha, uske bhari bhari boobs ko sirf beech se support de raha tha. Jaise hi usne hooks lagaye, uske gol matol boobs ubhar aaye.
  
• Bottom aur bhi tight tha, ek patli si strip uske round hips ke beech me chhup gayi. Jaise hi usne pehna, uske hips aur ubhar aaye.
  

Usne jaise hi aayine me apni jhilmilaati tasveer dekhi, ek pal ke liye vo sharma gayi. "Main itni hot lag rahi hoon?" Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha, cheeks gulabi ho gaye the.
Lekin usne mehsoos kiya ki uska tan ab ek naya roop le chuka hai. Do dinon me jo boobs pe haath phere gaye the, jo kamar dabaayi gayi thi, usne use ekdum alag aurat bana diya tha.
Ab Shrutika ready thi—beach par sirf dhoop nahi lagegi, kisi ki nigaah bhi seeti bajayegi!






Shrutika ne apne red bikini ke upar ek halka silky sundress pehna, jo translucent tha aur uske hot figure ko sirf halka sa chhupa pa raha tha. Kapda itna patla tha ki jaise hi halki hawa chali, uska geela tan uske kapdon ke neeche se chamakne laga. Uska tan mann ek ajeeb si garmi mehsoos kar raha tha—ek nayi excitement, ek naya shauk.
Jaise hi wo breakfast table ki taraf badhi, usne dekha ki uska husband aaram se nashta kar raha tha. Uske aankhon me ek pyaar bhari muskurahat thi, jaise aaj vo Shrutika ko naye tareeke se enjoy karna chahta ho. Shrutika ne halka sa smile diya aur saamne baith gayi.
Bas tabhi, Abdul waha aaya.
"Sir, aapke room ki chaavi mil sakti hai? Room clean karna hai."
Shrutika ek dum se hichkicha gayi. Kal raat ki har ek baat uske dimaag me ghoom gayi—woh taqatwar haath, woh dabe hue mounds, woh guttural awaaz jo uske kaanon me goonj rahi thi. Usne Abdul ke chehre ki taraf dekha, lekin uska expression bilkul normal tha—jaise kuch hua hi na ho.
Yeh naya khel tha.
Usne dheere se keys nikaali aur Abdul ki taraf badha di. Halki si jhijhak thi, halki si excitement bhi—lekin Abdul bilkul casual tha, jaise uska koi personal lena dena na ho. Woh bas ek naukar ki tarah chaabi lekar chala gaya.
Uske husband ne jhat se pucha, “Sab theek hai na?”
Shrutika ne jaldi se sir hilaya aur apni halat sambhal li. Jo kuch ho chuka tha, uska zikr karne ka koi faayda nahi tha. Yeh naya safar tha, jisme sirf aage badhna tha.
Beach ki halki ret Shrutika ke narm pairon ko choo rahi thi, lekin usse zyada uske tan ko jo nazar chhoo rahi thi, uska asar alag tha. Silky sundress jaise pighal raha tha, aur hawa se uska body shape aur clear ho raha tha. Red bikini ke neeche se uska heavy bust ubhar raha tha, jo har ek ladke ki nazar ko attract kar raha tha. Uske gol matol hips, jo har kadam par halki si hil rahi thi, beach ke chhote shorts pehne ladkon ko seeti maarne par majboor kar rahe the.
Uske husband ne haath pakda, lekin usne mehsoos kiya ki uske aas paas ke aadmi use ek alag nazar se dekh rahe the. Koi nazar jhuka raha tha, toh koi dheere se uska tan scan kar raha tha. Uske tan par yeh nayi nazar ab ek alag kissa likhne wali thi.


Shrutika aur uske husband ne beach par bohot saari activities ki—jet skiing, volleyball, aur paddleboarding tak. Din dhoop aur excitement se bhara tha, lekin ek sport jo usne ab tak nahi kiya tha, paragliding, uske husband ne uske liye already book kar rakha tha.
Jab dono ek chhoti speedboat par chadh rahe the, tabhi uske husband ka phone baj gaya. Usne phone dekha aur turant pareشان ho gaya, phir Shrutika ki taraf mur ke bola, “Mujhe ek urgent call attend karni hai, tum paragliding karlo, main tab tak gaadi mein tumhara wait karta hoon.”
Shrutika ne pehle inkekaar kiya, “Hum baad mein saath kar lenge na?” Lekin uske husband ne mana kar diya, “Maine booking ki hai, waste mat hone do. Tum kar ke aajao.”
Usne thoda jhijhak ke haan kar diya. Waise bhi, uska dil ek ajeeb si tez dhadkan mehsoos kar raha tha, jaise kuch naya hone wala tha.
Jab wo boat mein chadhi, to usne dekha ki waha sirf do log the—ek jo boat chala raha tha aur dusra jo paragliding instructor tha. Usne boat chalanewale aadmi ki taraf dekha, lekin uska chehra ek mask se dhaka hua tha, sirf aankhein dikh rahi thi.
Halka sa ajeeb laga, lekin usne is baat par zyada dhyan nahi diya.
Samundar ki thandi boonden uske tan se chipak rahi thi. Bikini ab bhi geeli thi, aur uske body se pani ki chhoti chhoti boonden gir rahi thi. Usne halki si kapkapi mehsoos ki, hawa tez thi aur pani se nikalne ke baad uske geele kapde tan ke sath chipak gaye the.
Boat dheere dheere paragliding spot ki taraf badh rahi thi, lekin uske dil ki dhadkan tez ho rahi thi—jaise yeh safar sirf ek adventure nahi, ek naya mod le sakta tha.
Boat achanak se ruk gayi, aas paas koi aur boat nahi thi, aur zameen bhi kaafi door dikh rahi thi. Shrutika ne idhar-udhar dekha, lekin sirf beech ka khaali pani tha—ek aisi jagah jaha koi bhi usse bacha nahi sakta tha.
Usne instructor ki taraf dekha, socha ki ab ye aake paragliding ka gear lagayega, lekin vo aadmi use upar se neeche tak scan kar raha tha, jaise koi cheez dekh raha ho, koi aurat nahi.
Uske dil me ek ajeeb si ghabrahat hone lagi.
Tabhi boat ka driver jhatke se ghooma, aur apna mask utaar diya.
Aarav!
Shrutika ka dil ek pal ke liye ruk gaya. Saans atak gayi.
Usne ghabrahat bhari awaaz me kaha, “Tum… tum yaha kya kar rahe ho?”
Aarav ne ek thandi si hansi hansi, "Baby, maine kaha tha na… ye to bas shuruwat hai."
Uske pehle ki Shrutika kuch aur bolti, Aarav ne haath ghuma kar ek aur aadmi ki taraf ishaara kiya. “Milo, ye hain Atul, mera dost. Maine aur Abdul ne inse paise liye the… par ab hum inhe de nahi rahe, toh socha… kuch alag tareeke se paise ki bharpayi ki jaye.”
Shrutika ne Atul ki taraf dekha, ek 38 saal ka middle-aged aadmi, jo jaise kabhi kisi itni khoobsurat aurat ko itna paas se nahi dekha tha.
Uske aankhon me bhook thi, ek aesi mardangi jo kabhi bhi Shrutika ko faad sakti thi.
Wo ek bhule sher jaisa uske saamne khada tha—jo kisi bhi pal use khane wala tha.

Shrutika ki saans atak gayi, uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Samundar ke beech mein, ek chhoti si boat, aur uske saamne do shikari—Aarav aur Atul.
Aarav ne mask utaar diya, uski aankhon me ek shaytani chamak thi. “Baby, maine kaha tha na… ye to sirf shuruaat hai.”
Shrutika ne peechhe hatne ki koshish ki, lekin peeche sirf pani tha, ek gehra samundar jisme girne ka matlab tha zindagi aur maut ke beech ka khel. Uske tan se pani ki boonden tapak rahi thi, aur hawa se uska translucent sundress chipak raha tha, jisme se uska red bikini bilkul clear dikh raha tha.
Aarav ne haath badhaya, jaise use pakadne wala ho, lekin usne turant peechhe hatkar chhoti si jagah dhoondhne ki koshish ki.
"Aarav, yeh sab mat karo… please… mujhe jaane do!" Shrutika ne ghabrahat bhari awaaz me kaha.
Atul, jo 38 saal ka middle-aged aadmi tha, usne pehle kabhi bhi aisi aurat nahi dekhi thi. Uski aankhein ek bhooke sher jaise chamak rahi thi.
Aarav ne halki si hansi hansi, "Abdul aur maine inse paisa liya tha… lekin hum inhe wapas nahi dene wale the. Toh socha, kuch aur tareeke se bharpayi ho sakti hai. Kyun Atul bhai?"
Atul ne zabaan se hoth geele kiye, Shrutika ko upar se neeche tak dekha, aur bola, "Bahut badhiya tareeka hai, Aarav… waise bhi, maine kabhi aisi cheez nahi dekhi."
Shrutika ne idhar-udhar dekha—koee rasta nahi tha. Boat ke engine ki awaaz dheemi ho gayi thi, hawa tez ho rahi thi, aur samundar ab ek qaid khaana ban chuka tha.
"Tum dono dur raho mujhse!" Usne zor se kaha, lekin uski awaaz hawa me kho gayi.
Aarav ne boat ka control sambhal liya, aur Atul dheere dheere uski taraf badhne laga.
Koi sunne wala nahi tha. Koi bachane wala nahi tha.
Sirf samundar, boat, aur do mard—jo aaj Shrutika ki taqdeer likhne wale the.