Adultery Couple Ka shuffle

[Joker44]

Agla din… ek normal office day jaisa hi tha. Kaam table pe tha, system open tha… lekin dimaag kal raat aur subah ke thoughts mein hi uljha hua tha.
Geeti ne morning mein mujhe ek sweet goodbye diya tha, lekin mujhe pata tha… Ashish uske saath woh aankh ka khel karke gaya tha jo seedha dimag mein ghus jaata hai.
Main files mein busy tha, tabhi mera phone vibrate hua.
Ashish ka Insta DM.
Ek single message: “Bhai, ye dekh… mast maal.”
Curious hokar maine open kiya… aur turant meri saans ruk gayi.
Ek shot mein 3-4 Pranali ke private pictures — clearly bedroom ki thi.
Woh change kar rahi thi, shayad Ashish ke liye hi intentionally pose kiya tha… lekin jo angle tha, wo seductive se zyada raw and real lag raha tha.
Ek pic mein woh apni t-shirt utar rahi thi, black lace bra expose ho raha tha.
Dusre mein sirf panties mein mirror ke saamne thi — hips thoda side turn mein, waist ka curve jaise kisi painting ka smooth sketch ho.
Aur teesre mein woh white nighty ke andar clearly braless thi — nipples ke shape nighty se ubhar ke dikhe ja rahe the.








Mera gala sukh gaya.
Mujhe laga main kuch aur second bhi delay karunga toh pants geele ho jayenge.
Main seedha office ke washroom mein chala gaya.
Door lock kiya, aur phone nikal ke un pics pe haath chalana shuru kar diya.
Har frame pe Pranali ki innocent shakal aur wild body ek deadly combo create kar rahi thi.
Main literally 2 minute mein nikal gaya… haath thoda shaky, saans tez…
Maine fir Ashish ko message kiya:
“Behen ke l*… bhai, aaj tak itna intense kabhi feel nahi hua. Teri biwi toh paap ka darwaza kholti hai.”**
Tabhi uska call aaya.
Ashish (hans ke): “Maza aaya na?”
Main: “Maza? Bhai… main abhi office ke bathroom mein nikal ke aaya hoon. Aisi pics pe toh shareef bhi bigad jaaye.”
Ashish: “Toh soch… agar poori biwi mil jaaye toh?”
Main (halki laugh ke saath): “Bas bhai… agar Pranali ek baar mil jaaye… toh mera nasib set ho jaaye.”
Woh dono haanse… lekin is hansne ke peeche ek hi baat thi — hum dono ki biwiyon pe hum ek dusre ki aankh tik chuki thi… aur shayad ab irade bhi.
Phir usne casually bola:
“Waise aaj shaam ka kya plan hai? Tu aaja… ghar pe dinner hai. Pranali bhi poori tayar hogi… aur tera favourite banayegi.”
Maine bina sochhe reply kiya:
“Done. Office se nikalte hi sidha tere ghar.”
Phone kaatne ke baad… main fir ek baar screen dekhta raha.
Pranali ki tasveer ab bhi open thi…
Mere dimaag mein sirf ek khayal tha — aaj shaam uss tasveer ka asli version samne hoga.


Rohit office se seedha Ashish ke ghar gaya. Dimaag mein ab tak Pranali ki woh tasveerin ghoom rahi thi. Jaise hi gate open hua, Pranali khud saamne aayi — ek loose white top aur pastel pink shorts mein. Top ka neckline halka sa deep tha, aur andar clearly bra nahi thi. Jab woh jhuki paani dene ke liye, toh Rohit ki nazar uski cleavage mein atak gayi. Skin ka woh soft glow, nipple ka slight shadow — sab aankhon ke saamne alive lag raha tha.



Pranali muskurayi, “Rohit bhaiya, dinner thoda time lagega, aap relax karo tab tak.”
Woh andar gayi aur Ashish living mein aa gaya. Uski aankhon mein wohi naughty smile thi.
“Kaise lagi pic?” usne aankh maar ke kaha.
Rohit bas hasa, “Live version zyada dangerous hai…”
Ashish ne bola, “Bas enjoy kar… aaj tu dekhna, woh tere saath baithkar khana khayegi, aur tujhe samjhegi Rohit bhaiya… lekin tu jaanega uske andar ka kya chal raha hai.”
Thodi der baad Pranali plates le kar aayi. Jab woh table set kar rahi thi, toh Rohit side mein khada uski thighs aur hips observe kar raha tha. Shorts itne tight the ki har curve frame mein tha. Uski kamar jhukti thi, hips lift hote the… aur Ashish har movement pe Rohit ka reaction enjoy kar raha tha.
Dinner ke waqt Pranali Rohit ke samne baithi. Jab woh roti serve karti, uska seena thoda aage jhukta, neckline se cleavage aur clear dikhta. Ek baar uska haath Rohit ke haath se touch ho gaya, aur Pranali ne halki si awkward smile di, “Oops… sorry.”
Rohit ne bola, “It’s okay,” lekin andar se uska blood rush kar gaya tha. Us touch mein ek alag hi softness thi.
Ashish beech beech mein chhoti chhoti baatein kar raha tha, lekin un dono ke beech ek aankhon ki game chal rahi thi. Pranali anjaan thi ki woh har moment mein slowly tease kar rahi hai. Jab woh pani ka glass uthati, toh uska top thoda aur neeche khisakta. Rohit ke liye woh har second slow torture tha.
Dinner ke baad Pranali kitchen mein gayi, toh Ashish ne Rohit ke kaan mein bola, “Kaisi lagi live performance?”
Rohit ne dheere se bola, “Bhai… agar ek baar bedroom mein aa jaaye toh main khud ko rok nahi paaunga.”
Ashish ne muskurake kaha, “Kismat ke karib tu aa gaya hai… ab thoda sabr rakh.”
Wapas aakar Pranali ne ek cold drink sabko diya, aur couch pe baithe baithe woh Rohit ke bilkul paas baith gayi. Uski thigh touch kar rahi thi Rohit ki leg se. Rohit ke haath se remote gira, aur jab woh uthake diya, toh uske baalon ki halki khushboo, uska jhukna — sab Rohit ke senses ko trigger kar raha tha.
Jab woh uthkar andar gayi, toh Ashish ne phir tease kiya, “Bhai, aaj toh laga tu kuch kar hi dega.”
Rohit ne bola, “Bas ek pal aur mil jaaye… main apne hosh pe bharosa nahi kar sakta.”
Us raat, jab Rohit ghar gaya, uska dimaag sirf ek cheez se bhara tha — Pranali ki body ka warmth, uske innosent expressions ke peeche chhupa sexy charm, aur woh chhoti chhoti touches jo jaise ek silent invitation ban gaye the.
Geeti ghar pe so rahi thi, bina jaane ki Rohit ke dimaag mein ab koi aur tasveer jal rahi hai. Woh abhi bhi usi simple nighty mein thi, jisme uski massomiyat aur sharir dono saath so rahe the… lekin Rohit ki aankhon mein ab uske alawa ek aur aurat ka silhouette jag chuka tha.
Agle din kya hoga, ab Geeti aur Pranali dono ki massomiyat us dosti ke irade ke saamne tik paayegi… ya ek pal mein sab kuch badal jayega?

Agla din... dono doston ke dimaag mein raat ka nasha ab bhi zinda tha. Rohit office se thoda jaldi nikla aur sidha Ashish ke clinic ke paas milne gaya. Ek chai shop pe dono mile — lekin is baar conversation casual nahi thi… is baar real thi.
Ashish ne directly kaha, “Bhai… ab sach bolun toh main Pranali ke baare mein kabhi kisi se kuch imagine nahi karta tha… lekin jab se tu bola, tab se mujhe Geeti bhi alag lagne lagi hai. Tu lucky hai… woh sexy aur sharif ka perfect mix hai.”
Rohit ne coffee ka sip liya aur seriously bola, “Aur main bhi tujhe lucky maanta hoon. Pranali ka innocence toh sabko dikhta hai… par uske gestures mein jo tease hai na… woh sabse bada trigger hai.”
Ek pause ke baad dono ne ek dusre ko dekha… aur Ashish bola, “Toh karte hain na phir… ek honest plan. Ek baar ke liye nahi… ek connection create karte hain. Real, regular… lekin secret. Na wives ko jhatka lage, na koi drama ho.”
Rohit ne agree karte hue kaha, “Haan… sirf ek baar karne se sirf fantasy poori hoti hai. Main toh chahata hoon ek deep swap — jahan main Pranali ke saath emotional intimacy bhi share kar sakun… aur tu Geeti ko jaise deserve karta hai waise feel kara sake.”
Donon ne decide kiya — ye koi drunken wild mistake nahi hone wali thi.
Ye ek designed seduction hone wali thi, jisme rules, support aur trust hoga.
Rules banaye gaye:

1. No Force, No Rush – Biwiyon ko kabhi force ya pressure nahi dena. Sab kuch natural lage.
   
2. Emotional Comfort First – Pehle friendship, comfort build karni hai. Jab tak woh khud open na ho jaayein, physical step nahi lena.
   
3. Support Each Other – Jab bhi mauka aaye, ek dusra doston jaisa support kare. Jab Ashish Geeti ke close ho, Rohit help kare usse setup karne mein. Aur vice versa.
   
4. No Guilt, No Lies – Ek baar jab biwi involve ho jaaye, unke liye bhi space aur respect deni hai. Sirf body nahi, poora rishta share karna hai.
   
5. Keep it Secret, Keep it Alive – Ye unka hi raaz rahe. Duniya ke liye woh still perfect husbands ban ke rahenge.
   

Ashish ne Rohit ki taraf dekha, “Main ready hoon… teri biwi ke liye bhi… aur apni bhi tere liye. Par yeh game fast nahi, smart khelenge.”
Rohit ne uska haath thaam kar kaha, “Aur main tere liye bhi waise hi sochta hoon. Main Geeti ko prepare karunga, tu Pranali ko. Moments create karte hain, situations design karte hain… jisme unka dil dheere dheere humare dusre chehre ki taraf khinch jaaye.”
Ashish ne aankh maari, “Tabhi toh kehte hain… sahi dosti mein sab kuch possible hai.”
Dono ne chai ka cup cheers kiya.
Aaj se unka rishta sirf dosti tak seemit nahi tha…
Ye ek silent alliance tha — jisme seduction, swapping aur satisfaction teenon ek saath chalne wale the.
Ab kahani ka agla phase start hota hai —
Pranali aur Geeti ke saath woh chhoti chhoti encounters… woh teasing compliments, woh light touches, woh eyes mein chhupa hua game… sab kuch badal ke rakh dene wala tha.



Agle din subah Geeti thodi low feel kar rahi thi. Saans lene mein thoda heaviness tha, thoda weak lag rahi thi. Rohit ne uska haath chhoo kar dekha — halki si thand, halki si ghabrahat.
“Main tujhe doctor ke paas le jaata hoon,” usne softly kaha.
Geeti ne resist kiya, “Nahi, main thik ho jaungi thodi der mein…”
Lekin Rohit zidd pe tha — aur dimaag mein ek aur soch bhi.
“Ashish ke clinic le jaata hoon… sahi doctor bhi, aur perfect chance bhi.”
Kuch der mein dono Ashish ke clinic pahuch gaye. Rohit waiting area mein baithe, aur Geeti ko andar bheja gaya. Clinic ka setup simple tha — inspection bed ek bade curtain se covered tha. Parda laga tha, lekin Rohit ko pata tha… uske peeche kya hone wala hai.
Ashish ne white coat pehna tha, stethoscope ready. Geeti seedha bed par baith gayi — halki si nervous, lekin bimar hone ki wajah se zyada resistance nahi thi.
“Geeti… relax karo, main hoon na,” Ashish ne professional tone mein kaha.
Usne stethoscope uthaya, pehle Geeti ke chest ke upar rakha. Geeti ka dupatta halka sa side hua… neckline expose ho gayi.
Usne stethoscope ko uske cleavage ke center mein softly press kiya — Geeti ne aankhen band kar li… thoda discomfort, thoda shyness.
“Saans lo… gehri saans lo…”
Geeti ne slowly saans li… aur Ashish ne uske curve ko feel kiya — lekin doctor ke touch ke cover mein.
Uske haath ka pressure controlled tha… lekin uske fingers kabhi kabhi halki si skin pe touch karti — jaise galti se.
Phir usne side angle liya — stethoscope uske breast ke side ke neeche rakha. Us moment mein Geeti ne halki si aankh kholi… lekin Ashish fully focused tha — ya dikhawa kar raha tha.
Phir Ashish ne bola, “Bas back ka bhi check kar leta hoon…”
Geeti ne halki si turn liya, aur Ashish ne uske upper back pe haath rakha, stethoscope uske bra strap ke bilkul paas. Uske haath ab uski kamar tak chale gaye the — jahan wo bas support dikhane ke liye uska body balance kar raha tha, lekin uska touch clearly longer than required tha.




Curtain ke bahar Rohit baithe tha… but uske chehre pe tension nahi, ek silent excitement thi. Usse pata tha ki Ashish andhar kya kar raha hai — aur woh chah raha tha ki woh kare.
Geeti un sab ko doctor ke duty ka hissa samajh rahi thi — par Ashish ke liye woh har second pleasure ka slow injection tha.
5 minute baad, Ashish curtain hata ke bahar aaya. Rohit ne uski aankhon mein dekha — waha ek winning spark tha.
Usne softly kaha, “Nothing serious… halka infection aur anxiety… rest chahiye.”
Rohit ne halka sa smile diya, “Thanks bhai… tune toh jaise hamesha sambhal liya.”
Geeti bahar aayi — halka sa blush, aankhon mein thodi shyness. Shayad usne bhi feel kiya tha, lekin usne khud ko samjhaya — “Woh doctor hai… professional touch tha.”
Par Rohit aur Ashish jaante the — us touch mein pehli baar ek physical seed gir chuka tha.
Us raat Rohit jab Geeti ke paas let raha, usne uske kandhe pe haath rakha, dheere se bola,
“Aaj tum bohot pyaari lag rahi thi… jab tum thoda weak hoti ho na, tab tumhara softness aur bhi zyada feel hota hai.”
Geeti ne aankhen band karke bas “hmm” kiya… uske mann mein bhi kuch tha, jo samajh nahi pa rahi thi.
Lekin Ashish aur Rohit… dono perfectly samajh rahe the:
Pehla touch ho chuka hai.

Raat ke around 11 baj rahe the. Rohit bed pe tha, Geeti uske paas soti hui — halka fever ab bhi tha, lekin woh comfort zone mein thi. Rohit mobile scroll kar raha tha, jab phone pe Ashish ka message aaya:
Ashish: “Bhai, kal main ghar pe nahi rahunga… ek surgery case hai, hospital mein admit rehna padega.”
Rohit ne reply kiya:
“Ok bro, sab thik?”
Ashish ne turant likha:
“Sab thik hai… bas tujhe ek kaam dena hai.”
“Kal Geeti ko thoda weak feel ho raha hoga… toh use kehna ki clinic jaaye checkup ke liye…”
“Tu usse leke aa… aur tu usse andar bhejna.”
“Main nahi honga… toh tu hi doctor ban jaa.”
Rohit ka dil ek second ke liye tez dhadak gaya.
“Tu serious hai?”
Ashish ne likha:
“Full serious… clinic ka access teri liye open hai.
Use bata dena main emergency mein gaya hoon… tu hi check karega.
Freehand hai bhai… jaise tujhe feel ho, waise treat karna.
Vo already comfortable ho gayi hai na… tu bas thoda aur aage le jaa.”
Rohit ne aankhon mein ek naughty smile ke saath type kiya:
“Aur tu? Teri biwi ka kya?”
Ashish ne reply kiya:
“Uske liye bhi plan ready hai… pehle tu apni biwi ke touch ka taste le.
Uska tan ab bhi us touch ko confuse kar raha hoga… tu bas us feeling ko spark kar.”
Rohit ne fir type kiya:
“Kal clinic mein… sirf main, vo… aur ek close curtain.”
“Aur meri aankhon ke samne uska woh tan… jahan tak ab tak sirf aankhon ka haq tha…”
Ashish ne ek last message bheja:
“Kal tera din hai… treat her, touch her, tempt her.”
“Lekin yaad rakh — slowly, smartly. Sharam aur hawas ke beech ka jo zone hota hai na… woh sabse dangerous aur sabse sexy hota hai.”
Rohit ne phone side rakha.
Uski aankhon ke saamne kal ka poora scene chal raha tha…
Geeti… usi inspection bed pe… phir se weak si, halki si vulnerable… aur is baar uske upar Ashish ka nahi, uska apna haath hoga.
Rohit ne Geeti ke baalon mein haath ghumate hue socha —
“Kal tujhe woh comfort milega, jahan touch doctor ka nahi, pati ka bhi nahi… kuch aur hoga… jo tujhe samajh hi nahi aayega.”



Us raat Rohit bed pe lete lete Geeti ke baal mein ungliyan chala raha tha. Uska chehra halka se feverish lag raha tha, aankhen adhi band. Geeti abhi bhi thoda bechain thi… breathing halki si fast thi.
Rohit ne uske forehead pe haath rakha — “Aaj bhi thodi low feel ho rahi hai na?”
Geeti ne aankh khol ke dheere se bola, “Haan… thoda sa…”
Usne usse kiss diya, “Tu rest kar, main abhi aata hoon…”
Rohit chhupke se phone le kar balcony gaya, aur Ashish ko message drop kiya:
"Bhai… kal main office ja raha hoon. Tu afternoon mein ghar aa jaana. Geeti abhi bhi low feel kar rahi hai, tu kahna ki check-up complete nahi hua tha… aur tu uska dobara detailed check karna chahta hai. Tere haath free honge... samajh raha na?"
Ashish ka reply turant aaya:
"Ohh bhai… tu toh kamaal ka wingman nikla. Kal ka intezaar nahi ho raha."
Rohit ne typing start ki:
"Kal meri taraf se full green light hai. Use bolunga ki tu aa raha hai uska dobara check-up karne. Jo bhi chahiye… tu le lena. Woh tujhe doctor samajhke sab allow karegi. Par tu feel lena… dheere dheere. Confidence ke saath."
Ashish ne reply diya:
"Clinic ka touch already kaafi tha… uske saans lene ka tareeka badal gaya tha jab main uske cleavage ke beech mein stethoscope rakha. Kal… main us comfort zone ko aur deepen karunga. Skin to skin nahi… lekin soft graze, personal tone, and maybe… ek light massage bhi."
Rohit ki aankhon ke saamne woh moment ghoom gaya…
Geeti, bed pe… nighty mein… aankhen band kiye… aur Ashish ke haath uske delicate points pe… with permission.
"Just make her feel safe… par slowly addicted to your touch."
Ashish ka reply tha:
"Bhai… agar tu nahi hota toh yeh fantasy kabhi reality nahi banti. Tu apni biwi ka itna control mujhe de raha hai… main tujhe fail nahi karunga."
Rohit ne last message type kiya:
"Bas ek hi rule… use jhatka nahi… jazbaat chhedhne hain. Let her want you, without even realizing it."
Us raat Rohit wapas bed pe gaya, Geeti so rahi thi… uski saans ab bhi thodi bhaari thi. Rohit uske paas lete hue socha…
"Woh soch rahi hai ki main bas uske health ko leke worried hoon… par woh nahi jaanti… main uske liye ek naya comfort design kar raha hoon… kisi aur ke haathon."
Kal jab Ashish ghar aayega… woh sirf ek doctor nahi hoga — woh us dosti ka hissa ban chuka hoga jahan patniyan bhi ab sirf apni nahi rahi.

Agla din dopahar ke around tha. Rohit office ke liye nikalne se pehle Geeti ke paas aaya.
“Ashish aaj aayega thoda late afternoon… usne bola ki tera check-up proper complete nahi hua tha clinic mein.”
Geeti ne thoda surprise expression diya, “Abhi? Zarurat hai kya?”
Rohit ne soft tone mein kaha, “Haan… tu abhi bhi fully theek nahi lag rahi. Let him see you properly… ghar pe aayega toh tu comfortable bhi feel karegi.”
Geeti ne halka sa sir hila diya. Usne resistance nahi kiya.
Rohit chala gaya — aur kuch der baad Ashish ghar ke andar aaya. White shirt, sleeves rolled up, stethoscope neck mein latka hua. Ek dam calm, confident look — lekin aankhon mein woh same fire.
“Hey Geeti… kaisi feeling ho rahi hai?”
Geeti sofa pe baithi thi, halki si thakan chehre pe thi. Usne bola, “Thoda weak feel ho raha hai ab bhi…”
Ashish uske paas sofa ke arm pe baitha, “Let me check. Clinic mein thoda rush tha… ab main properly dekh leta hoon.”
Geeti ne thoda adjust karke dupatta sambhala. Ashish ne stethoscope uthaya… aur phir uska haath Geeti ke shoulder tak gaya.
“Breathing check karta hoon… saans lete raho…”






Usne neckline ke paas dupatta halka sa side kiya. Geeti ne aankhen thodi band kar li…
Ashish ne stethoscope uske cleavage ke bilkul beech mein softly rakha. Skin thandi thi, aur uska touch warm… Geeti ka body thoda twitch hua, lekin usne kuch nahi kaha.
“Deep breath Geeti…”
Uske bolne ka andaaz halka soft aur close tha. Geeti ne saans li, chest halka utha…
Ashish ke haath ka pressure stethoscope ke saath skin pe bada… nipples ke just upar se stethoscope slowly shift hua, jaise woh different positions check kar raha ho — lekin har shift ke saath, uska thumb kabhi collarbone pe, kabhi upper curve pe lightly graze karta raha.
“Turn thoda side pe… back bhi check karna hai.”
Geeti ne dheere se body side ki. Ashish ab uske peechhe tha. Uske haath uske upper back pe gaye — stethoscope bra strap ke side se rakha.
Phir ek point pe, uske haath Geeti ke side ribs se waist tak slip hua — support ke naam pe.
Wo ek slow, controlled, but dangerously intimate movement tha.
Geeti ka body stiff hua ek second ke liye — lekin usne kuch nahi kaha.
Shayad she told herself — “Ye toh doctor ka checkup hai…”
Lekin andar kahin uska tan unfamiliar heat mehsoos kar raha tha.
Ashish ab uske front pe wapas aaya.
“Thoda heartbeat bhi dekh leta hoon…”









Is baar usne stethoscope thoda neeche, almost under bust ke area ke paas rakha.
Uska haath dupatta ke neeche gaya… stethoscope chest ke curve ke bilkul neeche place kiya gaya.
Geeti ki aankhen bandh thi — saans fast hone lagi thi.
Ashish uske breathing aur reaction ko observe kar raha tha — aur phir ek bold move…
Usne stethoscope hata ke uski kamar pe haath rakha — aur bola, “Neck thoda tight lag rahi hai… shoulder massage kar doon thoda?”
Geeti ne aankhen khol ke dekha… thoda hichkichaayi, par weak si smile di, “Okay…”
Ashish ne uske dono shoulders pakde… aur light circular pressure dena start kiya.
Uske thumbs Geeti ke neck ke niche jaa rahe the… skin ka warmth uske haathon ke neeche feel ho raha tha.
Woh touch formal massage nahi… intimate slow strokes mein convert ho raha tha.
Geeti ka body relax ho raha tha… lekin nipples ka thoda hard ho jaana, uski saans ka rhythm… sab kuch bata raha tha ki kuch andar se react ho raha hai.
Ashish ne uske kaan ke paas jhuk kar dheere se kaha:
“You're doing really well… bas rest karna hai ab. Tumhare shoulders kaafi stressed lage.”
Geeti ne halki si aankhen khol ke bas “Hmm…” kiya… jaise woh kuch samajh nahi paa rahi ho ya samajhna nahi chahti.
Ashish ne ek last squeeze uske upper arms pe diya… aur phir uske paas se uth gaya.
“That’s it… you’re okay. Rohit aake rest karwa dega ab. Main chalta hoon.”
Geeti kuch nahi boli… sirf slow blink karte hue, aankhen close kar li.
Ashish ghar se bahar nikalte hi Rohit ko message bheja:
“Bhai… tan response kar gaya. Saans, nipples, body ka flow… sab kuch mehsoos kiya maine.”
“She didn’t stop me. She let it happen.
Agla step… she has to start thinking about that moment on her own.”
Rohit ne sirf reply kiya:
“Game on.”


Rohit office se nikalne hi wala tha, tabhi Ashish ka message aaya:
"Bhai, urgent emergency aa gayi. Clinic se nikal nahi paunga.
Pranali ka laptop kharab ho gaya hai, usne kaha kuch urgent kaam hai…
Kya tu uske paas jaa sakta hai? Please help kar dena thoda."
Rohit ka dil ek second ke liye skip kar gaya.
Pranali… ghar pe… akeli… aur help chahiye.
“Main abhi nikalta hoon.”
Shaam ke 7 baj rahe the jab Rohit Pranali ke flat pe pohcha. Door open hua, and she appeared — ek loose t-shirt aur gym leggings mein. Hair tied in a messy bun, face fresh, aur ek simple smile ke saath:
“Arre Rohit bhaiya, thank you so much… mujhe laga aaj ka kaam gaya.”
Rohit ne andar aate hue kaha, “Koi baat nahi. Tumhare liye toh main hamesha available hoon.”
Pranali ne living room ke table pe laptop set kiya tha — but woh couch ke samne neeche baith gayi. Jab Rohit uske paas jhuka, toh uski leggings ke tight fit ka first real close-up mila — toned thighs, slim waist aur hips ka soft stretch.
Uska t-shirt halka loose tha… lekin jab woh aage jhukti, toh neckline se andar ka glimpse mil jaata.
Laptop start kiya, aur troubleshoot karne laga.
Pranali side mein baithi thi, knees folded. Kabhi kabhi uska arm Rohit ke arm se brush karta… ek casual closeness, lekin body instantly react kar rahi thi.
“Bohot mushkil hai bhaiya… aapko IT line mein hona chahiye tha…”
Rohit ne uski taraf dekha, “Tumhe nahi pata… main aur bhi cheezein theek kar sakta hoon.”
Pranali ne hasi chupayi, lekin aankhon mein ek sparkle tha.
Laptop jab repair mode pe gaya, toh loading mein thoda time lagne laga.
Woh dono ab couch ke aur kareeb baith gaye. Rohit thoda slouch karke baitha, uska arm couch ke peeche gaya — aur Pranali us arm ke under mein aayi jaise naturally.
Uske baal ka ek strand Rohit ke collar pe gir gaya… usne slow motion mein woh strand hata diya, fingertips uske neck ko lightly graze karte hue.
Pranali ne kuch nahi kaha… but body slightly stiff hui.
Usne bas ek halki si smile di — awkward nahi, balki surprised curious type.
Rohit ne dheere se bola, “Tumhare baal ka texture bohot soft hai… conditioning ka raaz kya hai?”
Pranali ne thoda blush karte hue bola, “Just water… aur thoda patience.”
Uske baad laptop boot ho gaya. Rohit ne system check kiya, aur repair complete hua.
“Ho gaya…”
Usne screen side ki aur Pranali thoda aur aage jhuki dekhne ke liye —
Uska seena Rohit ke arm ke just paas aa gaya — warm, close, aur thoda brush karta hua.
Rohit ne use dekha — Pranali ki eyes screen pe thi, lekin lips halki parted thi. Saans thodi deep thi.
Us moment mein Rohit ka mann kiya… ek inch aur kareeb jaye, uski neck ke paas soft tone mein kuch kahe.
Lekin usne khud ko control kiya.
Sirf itna bola:
“Tumhare husband lucky hain.”
Pranali ne side se dekha — aankhon mein ek second ke liye kuch ruka… phir dheere se bola:
“Aur tumhare liye toh koi bhi lucky ho sakta hai…”
Woh moment heavy tha. Silence mein ek emotion thaa — unnamed, unspoken, but alive.
Rohit ne stand lete hue kaha:
“Bas, aaj ke liye kaafi heat ho gayi system mein… aur thoda hum dono mein bhi.”
Pranali hansi… lekin aankhon mein ek naya sparkle tha.
Woh ab sirf Ashish ki biwi nahi thi — uske andar ab ek curiosity jaag chuki thi, jiska direction usse bhi nahi pata tha.
Rohit jaise hi nikal raha tha, usne ek baar palat ke dekha…
Pranali usse dekh rahi thi — aankhon mein interest, thoda guilt… aur bahut saara suspense.