Adultery Pushpa Ki Rani: Srivalli Ka Junoon

[Joker44]

Jolly Reddy apne luxurious bedroom me baithe hue tha, lekin uska dimaag sirf Srivalli ke bare me soch raha tha. Uski masoomiyat, uski sharmili aankhein, uska lachakta badan – sab kuch ek ajeeb si bhook jaga raha tha uske andar.
Usne apni shirt ke top ke button khol diye, garmi mehsoos ho rahi thi lekin andar ki aag usse aur bhi bechain kar rahi thi. Srivalli ki tasveer uske dimaag se ja hi nahi rahi thi.
Usne apna phone uthaya aur ek phone call ki. Kuch der me teen ladkiyan uske kamre me aa gayi. Wo sab sundar thi, sexy thi, patli kamar aur bhare hue curves ke sath. Unke chehre pe muskurahat thi, jaise jaanti ho ki Jolly kya chahta hai.
Jolly ne ek ladki ka kamar pakda aur apni taraf kheench liya. Uske hot lips pe apna munh rakha, phir uske blouse ke buttons khol diye. Uske haath dusri ladki ke badan ko explore kar rahe the, aur teesri uski kamar ke paas sarakte hue uske shirt ke andar haath dal chuki thi.
Jolly ne unhe ek ek karke lia, bed pe, sofa pe, har jagah. Unka cheekhna, unka rooh tak hilana, sab kuch suna, lekin andar se wo ab bhi unsatisfied tha. Uska dimaag ab bhi Srivalli pe atka tha.
Jab wo climax pe pahucha, uske andar sirf frustration thi. Ye ladkiyan uski body ki bhook mita sakti thi, lekin uski rooh ki bhook nahi.
Usne apne bal jhatke, cigarette jalaya aur ek gehri saans bhari.
"Yeh sab ek taraf… par mujhe jo chahiye wo abhi bhi nahi mila."
Uski aankhon me ek alag hi determination tha. Srivalli sirf Pushpa ki nahi reh sakti. Uski bhi toh bhook hai, aur us bhook ka sirf ek hi ilaj hai – Srivalli.
Jolly ne dheere se muskuraya, ek shikari ki tarah jo apni shikar pe nazar jamaye baitha ho.
"Pushpa abhi raja hai, lekin rani meri hogi."

Jolly Reddy ka dimaag ab bas ek hi cheez soch raha tha—Srivalli. Uske chehre ka noor, uski sharafat, wo sharif si aadayein jo uske andar ek alag hi bhook jagaa rahi thi. Usne jitni bhi auratein dekhi thi, jitni bhi bhog chuki thi, unme wo asli roop nahi tha jo Srivalli me tha. Wo ek pavitra aurat thi, ek aisi cheez jo har kisi ko milti nahi. Lekin Jolly Reddy aadmi nahi, ek shikari tha. Jo cheez usko chahiye hoti thi, wo usko hathiyaane ka tareeka bhi jaanta tha.
Usne apne aadmiyon ko saaf hukm diya ki Srivalli ki har ek harkat pe nazar rakho. Har din ka schedule batao. Kaha jaati hai, kis raste se jaati hai, kis samay akele hoti hai, kis samay sabse zyada beparwah rehti hai. Kuch din tak aadmiyon ne peecha kiya aur ek important baat samajh aayi, Srivalli har subah apni doston ke saath mandir jaati hai, aur mandir se wapas aate waqt wo kuch waqt tak akele rehti hai, bas tabhi moka sahi hai. Jolly Reddy ke chehre pe ek ajeeb si muskurahat aayi, usne apni beedi jalaai aur smoke ka ek ghul ghul hawa me chod diya.
Agle din subah Srivalli apni haveli se nikalti hai, aaj usne safed aur laal kinari wali saree pehni thi, blouse tight fit tha, jo uske ubhre hue curves ko aur highlight kar raha tha. Uske gehre baal jooda me bandh rakhe the, ek chhoti si bindi uske masoom chehre pe aur bhi gehraai le aayi thi. Uske lips hamesha ki tarah halka sa moisture wale the, jaise bas abhi kisi ne chhua ho, lekin sharm se neeche jhuke the. Haveli ke andar se chalne lagi, uske kadam ek nazakat ke sath chal rahe the. Jolly ke aadmiyon ki aankhen uspar thi, har pal ka record rakha ja raha tha.
Mandir se wapas aane ke liye Srivalli apni car me baithti hai, tabhi ek sunn sadak pe gadi aati hai jaha pehle se hi ek sharp iron ka khila bichha diya gaya tha. Jaise hi car waha se guzri, ek zor ka awaz hota hai, tyre puncture ho gaya. Gadi ek jhatke se rukh gayi, Srivalli thoda ghabra gayi. Driver ne utar kar dekha aur bola, "Madam, tyre puncture ho gaya hai. Yahan aas paas koi help nahi milegi, kuch der lagega." Srivalli thodi bechain ho gayi, kyunki road ekdam sunsaan tha, aas paas koi bhi nahi tha.
Tabhi ek aur car saamne se aati hai—ek shining black SUV, jisme se VIP number plate lagi thi. Gaadi rukti hai, aur andar se Jolly Reddy utarta hai. Uske sunglasses uski shirt ke collar me latak rahe the, shirt ke button khule the, gale me ek moti si gold chain chamak rahi thi, haath me cigarette daba rakhi thi. Uski body language ekdum relaxed thi, jaise koi casual ghoomne nikla ho, lekin uske aankhen ekdum shikari ki tarah Srivalli ko scan kar rahi thi. Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye use dekha, phir apni nazar neeche jhuka li.
Jolly ne apne cooling glasses uthakar ek gehri nazar Srivalli par daali. Uske badan ka har ek curve aankhon se scan kar diya. Uska tight blouse, jo halki si gehraai dikha raha tha, saree ka lachakta kapda jo kamar pe thoda slip ho raha tha, uski narmi, jo kapdon ke neeche bhi mehsoos ho rahi thi. Jolly ne cigarette ka ek kash liya, phir apne driver se casually poocha, "Kya ho raha hai?" Driver ne respect me sir jhukaya, "Sahab, Madam ki car ka tyre puncture ho gaya hai."
Jolly ne ek baar phir Srivalli ko dekha, ab ki baar uski aankhon me ek ajeeb si pyaas thi. Usne apni beedi ke dhuen ke beech ek halki si smile di, "Bhabhi, aap yahan raste pe mat rukiye. Yeh jagah theek nahi hai. Chaliye, main chhod deta hoon." Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye hesitation feel ki, andar se mana karna chaha. "Nahi… main wait kar leti hoon… Driver repair kar lega…" usne dheere se kaha.
Jolly ne apni cigarette ke dhuen ke beech ek halki si smile di. "Arey bhabhi, ye road sunna hai. Kahi chhoti-moti dikkat ho gayi toh? Aapko safe jagah pe chalna chahiye. Chaliye, driver aapki car leke baad me aayega." Srivalli ab aur hesitant ho gayi. Par ek pal ke liye usne socha—"Jolly to Pushpa ji ka business partner hai… Agar mana kar diya toh baat Pushpa tak pahunch sakti hai… Ye business ke liye accha nahi hoga…" Usne ek gehri saans li, andar ek ajeeb si ghutan mehsoos ho rahi thi. "Theek hai…" usne dheere se kaha.
Jolly ke chehre pe ek ajeeb si jeet wali muskurahat thi. Usne Srivalli ke liye car ka darwaza khola, jaise ek gentleman ho, lekin andar se uska mann ek shikari ki tarah excited tha. Srivalli dheere se car me baithi, uska mann ab bhi nervous tha, lekin koi option nahi tha. Jolly bhi andar aaya, car ke darwaza band hue, aur gaadi tez speed me nikal gayi. Jolly ne ek baar fir Srivalli ki taraf dekha, uske perfume ki mehak car me fill ho chuki thi. Uski patli kamar se saree ka kapda thoda sarak chuka tha, aur Jolly ki aankhen waha atak gayi.
Usne apni body language relaxed rakhi, lekin andar se wo ekdam alert tha. Srivalli ke chehre pe halka sa nervousness tha, wo khidki se bahar dekh rahi thi, lekin Jolly ke liye wo ek trophy ki tarah thi jo ab uske bohot kareeb aa chuki thi. Car ke andar ki halka thanda environment aur Srivalli ki garam presence, Jolly ke andar ek naya junoon jaga rahi thi.
Jolly ne apni beedi ka ek aur gehra kash liya aur dheere se kaha, "Bhabhi, akele mat raha karo. Duniya achi jagah nahi hai." Srivalli ne halki si muskurahat di, lekin kuch bola nahi. Uska mann ab bhi bechain tha, lekin uske paas koi aur rasta nahi tha.
Jolly Reddy ka mann ab aur bhi badhta ja raha tha. Srivalli sirf Pushpa ki nahi reh sakti. Uska junoon ab ek aur level pe pahunch chuka tha. Yeh bas shuruaat thi.


Jolly Reddy apni SUV ki driving seat par baitha tha, lekin uska dhyaan sirf ek hi jagah tha—Srivalli, jo uske bagal me baithi thi. Uske aankhon me ek ajeeb si chamak thi, jaise ek shikari apne shikaar ko bas pakadne hi wala ho. Car ke andar ka mahaul ekdum sann tha, sirf engine ki halki halki awaaz gunj rahi thi. Srivalli ne apni nazar khidki ki taraf kar li thi, lekin uska mann andar se bechain ho raha tha.
Jolly ne ek baar uski taraf dekha, uski gori, naram kalaiyan jo uske god me rakhi thi, un par golden kangan halki si chamak maar rahe the. Uska blouse ekdum tight fit tha, jaise uske ubharte badan ko aur bhi define kar raha ho. Uski saree ka kapda uski patli kamar se slip ho raha tha, aur Jolly ki nazar bas wahi atak gayi thi. Ek aisi aurat jo duniya ke liye ek sharif biwi thi, lekin Jolly ke dimaag me ek adhura junoon ban chuki thi.
Ek pal ke liye, Srivalli ne apni naazuk ungliyon se saree ka pallu aur kas kar apni chaati pe dhak liya. Uske chehre pe halki si ghabrahat dikh rahi thi, jaise usne Jolly ki nazar mehsoos kar li ho. Par usne apne mann ko samjhaya, "Ye Pushpa ji ka business partner hai, shayad main zyada soch rahi hoon."
Jolly ne apni beedi jalai, ek gehri saans li, phir dheere se cigarette ka smoke andar kheechte hue bola, "Bhabhi, tumhe kabhi akele safar nahi karna chahiye."
Srivalli ne ek pal ke liye uski taraf dekha, phir phir se apni nazar neeche kar li. "Main toh hamesha mandir hi jaati hoon."
Jolly ne ek chhoti si hasi di, jo uske asli iraadon ko chhupa rahi thi.
"Arey, bhagwan ki jagah toh safe hai, lekin duniya nahi bhabhi… kabhi kabhi jo hum sochte hain, wo sach nahi hota…"
Jolly ne dheere se apna haath gear shift par rakha, par uska angutha Srivalli ke soft haath ko halka sa chhu gaya.
Srivalli ekdam se thoda sikoond gayi, uska sharir ek pal ke liye stiff ho gaya. Jolly ne dheere se uska reaction mehsoos kiya, aur andar hi andar muskuraya. Ye pehla step tha.
"Kya hua bhabhi? Aap itni nervous kyun lag rahi hain?"
Srivalli ne turant apna haath apni god me lapet liya, jaise koi bijli ka jhatka laga ho. "Kuch nahi… bas aise hi."
Jolly ne dheere se apni beedi ka ek aur gehra kash liya, "Aise kaise bhabhi… koi aapko dekh ke pehchan sakta hai ki aapke mann me kuch chal raha hai."
Srivalli ne ab is baat pe thoda hairani se Jolly ko dekha.
Jolly ne ek halke muskurahat ke sath dheere se apni ungliyon se steering pe tap kiya, jaise ek hunter apne shikaar ke reaction ka wait kar raha ho.
"Bhabhi, Pushpa se shaadi ke baad toh aapki duniya sirf ghar tak simit ho gayi na?"
Srivalli ne thoda bechain hokar apni saree ka pallu thoda aur kas liya.
"Mujhe kuch nahi samajh aaya… aap ye sab kyun keh rahe hain?"
Jolly ab aur relaxed ho gaya. Usne apna haath gear shift se hata kar Srivalli ki taraf ghoomaya, ab uski pure body language Srivalli pe focused thi.
"Matlab ye bhabhi… kabhi kabhi insaan ko lagta hai ki uska jeevan pura ho gaya hai, lekin andar ek aur bhook hoti hai jo sirf dheere dheere badhti jaati hai."
Srivalli ne ab sahi se Jolly ki taraf dekha.
"Aap aisi ajeeb baatein kyun kar rahe hain?"
Jolly ne ek gehra sans liya, cigarette ka dhuaan Srivalli ki taraf phookte hue dheere se bola,
"Bas aise hi… kabhi kabhi kuch cheezein kehne ki zarurat nahi hoti… mehsoos karni padti hai."
Jolly abhi bhi Srivalli ko dekhta raha, uski aankhon me ek ajeeb sa junoon tha, jaise wo kuch chhupa raha ho, par phir bhi keh raha ho.
Srivalli thoda aur stiff ho gayi, usko pehli baar mehsoos hua ki Jolly ki soch sirf ek simple aadmi ki nahi thi. Uske andar ek bari dushmani ya bari bhook thi, jo uske shabdon me dikh rahi thi.
Usne khidki se bahar dekha, mann me socha ki jaldi ghar pahunch jaye, lekin Jolly ne ekdum se brake maar di.
"Oh shit, sorry bhabhi… ek kutta samne aa gaya tha," Jolly ne casually kaha, lekin uske haath Srivalli ke shoulder tak aane wale the.
Srivalli ekdum se seat se peeche ho gayi, uske dil ki dhadkane tej ho gayi.
Jolly ne dheere se muskuraya, wo bas apna pehla kadam badha raha tha.
"Bhabhi, aap itni dare kyun rahi hain? Main to bas aapki madad kar raha hoon."
Srivalli ne turant apna pallu aur kas diya, ab wo bahar dekh rahi thi, lekin uska dimaag sirf ek cheez soch raha tha—yeh aadmi kuch aur chah raha hai.
Jolly ab aur relaxed ho gaya, usne apni cigarette ka ek aur gehra kash liya aur dheere se Srivalli ke perfume ki mehak andar kheench li.
"Bhabhi, Pushpa bahut lucky hai… sab kuch mil gaya usko. Power, paisa… aur aap."
Srivalli ne ekdum se Jolly ki taraf dekha, ab wo khul kar bol raha tha.
Jolly ne uske aankhon me dekha, ekdum direct, bina dare.
"Kabhi kabhi jo cheez kisi ek ki hoti hai, uspar doosre bhi nazar rakh sakte hain, bas mauka milne ki deri hoti hai."
Srivalli ekdam se andar se kaanp gayi. Ye pehli baar tha jab Jolly ne khul kar is tarah baat ki thi.
Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha. Usne apni jagah se thoda sarakne ki koshish ki.
Jolly ne ab ek last line kahi jo uske dimaag me gunjti rahi.
"Mujhe lagta hai bhabhi, aap bhi samajhne lagi hain ki duniya me sirf ek mard ka raaj nahi hota…"
Srivalli ab aur panic me thi.
Car haveli ke samne ruki, Srivalli turant darwaza khol ke nikal gayi.
Par Jolly andar se muskuraya.
Uska pehla kadam safal ho gaya tha. Srivalli ab uske bare me soch rahi thi. Bas, abhi to shuruaat thi.



Raat ka waqt tha, chandni ki halki roshni haveli ke kamre me ghus rahi thi. Haveli ke andar har cheez shaant thi, lekin Srivalli ke mann me ek tufaan chal raha tha. Uska sharir Pushpa ke bistar pe tha, lekin uska dimaag kahin aur.
Uska mann aaj bahut bhara hua tha. Usko Pushpa se baat karni thi, usko bataana tha ki Jolly ne aaj kaise ajeeb baatein ki thi, kaise uske touch ne usko uneasy feel karaya tha. Lekin Pushpa aaj ekdum thaka tha.
Pushpa bistar pe let chuka tha, uski shirt khuli thi, chest ke muscles dikh rahe the, ek haath takiya ke neeche tha. Srivalli uske paas aayi, uska mann ek pal ke liye apne pati ki taraf khicha, usko laga agar wo aaj Pushpa ke paas rahi, uska pyar mehsoos kiya, to shayad wo Jolly ki yaadon se chhut sake.
Usne dheere se apna haath Pushpa ke chaati pe rakha, apne naram ungliyon se halka sa touch diya. Pushpa ne ek pal ke liye aankh kholi, halka sa dekha, phir phir se band kar li.
"Aaj bohot thak gaya hoon Srivalli… sojao."
Srivalli ka mann ek pal me ekdum udaas ho gaya. Wo andar se chahti thi ki Pushpa usko dekhe, uski baatein sune, usko mehsoos kare.
Usne ek baar phir thoda paas jaake apna gala uske kandhe ke paas rakha, dheere se boli, "Pushpa ji, aaj ek ajeeb baat hui…"
Lekin Pushpa ka sirf ek response aaya, usne apna haath uthake uske kamar pe rakha aur usko ek baar halka sa kheench ke bola, "Baad me baat karenge Srivalli, abhi neend aa rahi hai."
Srivalli ekdum stiff ho gayi, wo kuch der tak waisa hi rahi, jaise soch rahi ho ki ye pal guzar jaye aur Pushpa khud samajh le.
Lekin Pushpa ne apni aankhen band kar li aur ghoor se so gaya.
Srivalli ne andar se ek ajeeb si bechaini mehsoos ki. Usne apna pallu sambhal liya, dheere se uth ke takiye ke ek kone pe baith gayi.
Aaj wo sach me alag mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Jolly ki baatein uske kaanon me gunj rahi thi.
"Kabhi kabhi jo cheez kisi ek ki hoti hai, uspar doosre bhi nazar rakh sakte hain, bas mauka milne ki deri hoti hai."
Uska haath apni kalai pe gaya jaha Jolly ka ungliyon ka halka sa touch hua tha.
Uske mann me ek ajeeb sa darr aaya. Jolly sirf ek aadmi nahi tha, wo koi bhi had paar kar sakta tha.
Wo bas Pushpa ke paas chahti thi, uska haath thaamna chahti thi, uske andar ek ajeeb si bhook thi aaj—sirf Pushpa ke pyaar ki.
Lekin Pushpa ko is waqt sirf neend chahiye thi.
Srivalli chup chaap soyi rahi, lekin uski aankhen khuli thi.
Uska mann bas ek hi cheez soch raha tha—Jolly Reddy se door rehna hoga. Lekin kya wo usse door reh paayegi?