Adultery Supriya: Ek Jawan Biwi ki Kahani

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Update 55

Naya saal aa gaya tha par Supriya ke liye toh tension bani hi hui thi. Pichle do-teen hafte Supriya ke liye kafi stressful rahe they. Party mein jo hua uske baad Atul ko uski naukri se nikaal diya gaya tha. Supriya aur Atul ke beech is poore wakaiye ko lekar bahut jyada behas hui thi. Atul ke hisaab se yehi sab toh chal raha tha is party mein, koi kisi ki bhi biwi ko kahin bhi chhuu le. Uska ishaara Supriya aur Vikram ki aur tha. Usne un dono ko kiss karte nahi dekha tha par bahut hi kareeb ho kar dance karte toh dekha hi tha.

Supriya lad jhaghad ke itna thak chuki thi ki woh ab Atul ko koi safai nahi dena chahti thi. Uske hisaab se jo Atul ne kiya woh kaafi galat tha, jabki woh Atul se kahin jyada galat cheeze kar chuki thi. Ab Atul berozgaar ghar mein baitha tha aur Supriya office jaa rahi thi. Ye baat toh Atul ko aur bhi jyada chubbh si rahi thi, par woh ab kya hi karta, Supriya ko toh naukri karni hi padegi na.

Supriya ko Vikram ke saath ki gayi kiss bhi reh reh kar satati rehti. Shayad us din use gulab jamun aur ice-cream wali baat aakhir samajh aa hi gayi thi. Par woh apne aap ko samjhati ki woh Vikram ke baare mein soch bhi nahi sakti thi. Ek toh woh usse umar mein kayi saal bade they aur shaadi shuda bhi. Doosra woh uske boss they aur unka koi bhi jod nahi tha. Par jo bhi ho Vikram sir ne ek baat toh sach hi kahi thi Supriya ko ab duniya kya sochti hai ye sochna toh band karna padega. Kyunki Atul ne jo kiya uske baad toh duniya ki nazre use aur bhi paini lagne lagi thi. 

Supriya office pahuchi aur seedhe apne kaam mein lag gayi. Aajkal woh logo se jyada baat karna nahi pasand karti thi. Woh apne kaam mein lagi hi thi ki peon ne aakar usko bataya ki Sahil sir ne use meeting room mein bulaya hai. Supriya ne gehri saans bhari aur meeting room ki taraf chal padi. Meeting room mein sirf Sahil sir they aur unke face par thodi si pareshaani dikh rahi thi.

Sahil - Supriya come come... 

Supriya - Hello sir.. all good?

Sahil - Tum woh catalogue par kaam kar rahi thi na… tum woh kaam Akash ko handover kar do.

Supriya hairaani se boli - Kyu sir?

Sahil - Ummmm… I think wohi better rahega..

Supriya - Par sir.. koi reason toh hoga…

Sahil - Mere paas photoshoot wali company ka call aaya tha, tumne model ko dates sahi se communicate nahi kari.. and ab wahan poora mess ho rakha hai… woh bol rahe hai ki they cant work with someone so unprofessional.

Supriya - Sorry sir… maine toh sab ache se hi communicate kiya tha…

Sahil - I dont know… par tum Akash ko ye mess sort out karne do.. Kriti abhi holidays par hai nahi toh use bol deta…

Supriya ko ye sun kar thoda gussa sa aa gaya, par usne kisi tarah apne aap ko control kiya - Aapne Vikram sir se baat ki kya is baare mein?

Sahil - Isme Vikram se kya baat karni? Ye uska headache nahi hai… look I know tum kafi stressed out ho personal level par, so this is one less thing to worry about.

Supriya - Nahi sir… main sort out kar dungi ye.. main abhi wahan jaati hu…

Sahil - Supriya, I dont think koi fayda…

Supriya - Please sir… Main jaa rahi hu…

Supriya bina koi baat sune jaldi se khadi ho kar apne desk par gayi aur photoshoot wali company ka address nikala. Ye address use nahi pata tha ki kahan padega aur woh soch mein pad gayi ki woh ab kya kare. Par ab usne Sahil sir ke saamne itni badi baatein kar di thi toh peeche hatne ka toh sawal hi nahi hota tha. Shayad woh auto bhi kar leti par filhaal toh woh ek ek paisa soch samajh kar kharch kar rahi thi. Usne dimaag ke ghode daudaye aur bas ek hi naam uske dimaag mein aaya.

Supriya ne Iqbal ko call lagaya - Hello… Iqbal… kaise ho…

Iqbal - Madamji… main badiya… aap kaise ho….

Supriya - Main theek hu… actually aapki ek help chahiye thi…

Iqbal - Haan boliye na…

Supriya - Mujhe office ke kaam se Janakipuram jaana hai… aap le jaa sakte hai kya…

Iqbal - Madamji aaj toh mere paas gaadi nahi hai…

Supriya - Oh acha… chalo koi nahi main auto kar lungi…

Iqbal - Nahi… akeli anjaan jagah aap auto se mat jayo… main kuch intezaam karta hoon.

Supriya - Theek hai, par aap jaldi kar lena…

Call khatam hui aur Supriya besabri se Iqbal ka intezaar karne lagi. Thodi der baad Iqbal ka call aaya ki woh uske office ke neeche aa gaya tha. Supriya neeche pahuchi toh Iqbal ek motorcycle par tha.

Iqbal - Madamji… baitheyi… main ye dost se maang kar laaya hoon.

Supriya 1-2 pal ke liye ruki aur fir Iqbal ke kandhe par haath rakhte hue bike par baith gayi. 



Supriya ko kisi bhi halat mein wahan jaldi se jaldi pahuchna tha, aur usne Iqbal ko bike tej chalane ke liye bola. Iqbal farrate se bike chala raha tha aur Supriya ne Iqbal ke majboot kandho ko kas ke pakda hua tha. Iqbal toh jaise is samay jannat mein thi ki uski madamji ne use aise pakda hua tha. 

Itni tez speed mein hone ke karan jaise hi Iqbal ne signal par break lagaye, Supriya ki naram goliyaan Iqbal ki sakht peeth par thappp se jakar lagi. Supriya itni zor se takrayi ki uske boobs mein dard sa ho gaya. Supriya ki narmi apni peeth par Iqbal bhi mehsoos kar paaya tha.

Supriya - Ahhhhh….

Iqbal - Kya hua madamji… 

Supriya - Thoda aaram se chalayo….

Supriya apne ek haath se apne boob ko halke se masal rahi thi. Bike ke sheeshe mein Iqbal ko ye saaf dikh raha tha. Tabhi Supriya ki nazar sheeshe mein apni aur dekhte hue Iqbal se mili aur usne apna haath jhat se neeche kar liya.

Iqbal - Aapne bola tha madamji… ki aapko jaldi pahuchna hai wahan…

Supriya - Haan theek hai par aapne ekdam se brake maare na…

Iqbal - Aap aisa karo, mujhe kas ke pakad lo, toh main aur tez chala payunga…

Supriya jara sa hichkichayi aur fir usne apne haath aage karke Iqbal ke kandho ko kas ke pakad liya. Woh Iqbal se bilkul chipki hui thi, uska poora badan Iqbal ke badan se aalingit. Itni dhand bhi ho rahi thi toh dono ke chipke hue shareer se dono ko achi khaasi garmi mil rahi thi. Iqbal ki halat bas dekhne wali thi, aur woh kis tarah se focus karke bike chala raha tha. Ab toh bike to tez chalane ka bhi mann nahi tha uska, woh chahta tha ye safar bas chalta jaye.

Par madamji ko toh wahan pahuchana hi tha, aur wahan pahuch kar Supriya ne Iqbal par apni pakad dheeli kari.

Supriya - Shurkiya Iqbal… aap bas yahin wait karo.. main thodi der mein aati hoon..

Iqbal - Aap aaram se aayo madamji… mujhe koi jaldi nahi hai.

Supriya ne dekha ki ye kafi posh sa area lag raha tha. Uske saamne ek building thi, jisme woh jaldi se ghus gayi. Ground floor par hi chhota sa reception tha aur andar ek khuli jagah mein ek photo studio jahan bahut saare camera lage hue they. Supriya ne reception se photo studio ke director Kaushal ke baare mein poocha aur Receptionist ne use andar studio mein jaane diye. Supriya ko saamne ek aadmi dikha jisne ache se kapde pehne they aur in charge lag raha tha.

Supriya ne uske paas jaakar poocha - Hello... aap Kaushal hai...

Kaushal - Yes... aapko kisne andar aane diya?

Supriya - Sir... main Supriya... hamari baat hui thi aaj ke photoshoot ke liye...

Kaushal - Vikram sir ke yahan se? Oh god... toh tum ho woh jisne saara mess create kiya hai... no wonder... (usne Supriya ko upar se neeche dekha jaise uske kapdo ka majak uda raha ho).

Supriya - Sorry sir... woh shayad confusion ho gaya tha, and model aur aapki dates align nahi hui...

Kaushal - It's too late... ab doosri date dhoodna jo kam se kam three months se pehle nahi milegi...

Supriya - Sorry sir... but 3 months toh bohot jyada hai... please...

Kaushal - But where is your model na? I am here... woh kahan hai... 

Supriya - Oh... aapke paas koi aur model nahi hai shoot ke liye?

Kaushal - Ye Lucknow hai... Mumbai nahi... ki yahan bahar models ki line lagi ho... so unless you have a model hum shoot nahi kar sakte na...

Supriya bahut jyada pareshaan ho rahi thi. Itni badi gadbad toh kafi costly rahegi - Ummm... aap meri photos kheech lo... main outfits pehen leti hu...

Kaushal - Aise thodi na hota hai... koi bhi aayega aur woh model ban jayega..

Supriya - But aapka studio toh aaj ke liye booked hai na hamari company ke liye... toh fir aapko kya problem hai...

Kaushal gusse mein bola - Main Vikram sir ko call karta hoon... ye kaafi unprofessional hai... agar unki company nahi hoti toh main kab ka...

Supriya uske saamne gidgidane lagi - Please Vikram sir ko mat call kariye... trust me... I can do it... aap mujhe bas 30 minutes de dijiye... if it doesnt work main Vikram sir ko khud call karke bata dungi...

Kaushal - Tumhe na nahi samajh aata na... ok... go change right now... aur jab nahi hoga na tab main enjoy karunga jab tum Vikram ko call karogi..

Kaushal ne ek ladki ko ishaara kiya Supriya ko dress aur saath ki accessories dene ke liye. Woh ladki Supriya ko ek change room le gayi jahan use ek bhari sa lengha pehenna tha. Supriya ne jaldi se apni kurti aur pajami utaari aur woh lengha pehen liya. Us ladki ne bhi Supriya ki kaafi help kari. Ek doosri ladki aayi Supriya ka makeup aur hair thode se style karne ke liye. Jaldi jaldi karne ke baad bhi 20 minute lag gaye.

Kaushal - Hurry up... only 10 mins left for you...

Supriya bhaari lenghe mein jaldi se bahar aayi aur photo studio ke set mein khadi ho gayi. Use nahi pata nahi tha ki ab kya karna hai. Pehli wali ladki ne Kaushal ke kaan mein kuch kaha, aur Kaushal ne sir hilaya.

Supriya - Theek hai sir... aise hi khadi rahu...

Kaushal - Nahi neeche baith jayo. 

Supriya set ke floor par neeche baith gayi. Kaushal uske paas aaya aur uska chehra apne haath se pakad liya.

Kaushal - Camera ki taraf nahi dekhna hai.. doosri aur dekha hai.. aur apne haath is par rakh lo, pair peeche faila lo..

Supriya ne apne pair thode se peeche kiye, aur fir Kaushal ne lenghe mein haath daalte hue uska pair pakada aur side kar diya.  Woh wapas camera par gaya aur photo kheechte hue aur instructions zor zor se chillane laga. Supriya kisi tarah se apne aap ko calm rakhte hue zameen ki taraf dekhne lagi.



Kaushal ki finally aawaz aayi - Ok, perfect... ye theek tha.. ab apna sir apne haathon par rakh do...

Kuch tries ke baad Supriya ko ye karna aa gaya tha, kafi jaldi seekh gayi thi woh. Use khushi ho rahi thi ki aakhir usne is impossible se dikhne wale kaam ko kar hi diya tha. Kaushal ne Supriya ke alag alag pose mein photos kheeche. Woh har pose banane mein Supriya ke paas aakar uski body ko sahi position mein karta. Supriya Kaushal ke kahin bhi aise chhone se khush nahi thi, par uske paas abhi option kya tha.

Kaushal - Ok good.

Supriya ne rahat ki saans li - Maine kaha tha na ki main kar lungi... see I did it...

Kaushal - Hmmm... fluke tha ye... anyway...

Supriya - Waise main pooch sakti hu ki aapki assistant ne kya kaha tha aapke kaan mein...

Kaushal - Hmmm... usne kaha tha pretty face hai... model face...

Supriya ye sun kar khush si ho gayi.

Kaushal - Ab yahan kyu khadi ho... jayo doosri outfit mein change karke aayo...

Supriya - Abhi aur bhi hain?

Kaushal - Haan toh tumhe lagta hai main ek outfit ke liye itna charge karta hoon... quick...

Supriya jaldi se andar ki aur gayi aur Kaushal ki assistant ne wahan doosri dress taangi hui thi. Par use dekhte hi Supriya ke toh hosh hi udd gaye. Ek chhoti si white dress thi, ye toh uske ghutne se bhi upar aane wali thi. Woh ye kaise pehen sakti thi. Usne assistant ko bulaya poochne ke liye ki kahin koi galdi toh nahi ho gayi, par usne confirm kiya ki dress yehi thi. Supriya ne kisi tarah himmat karke woh dress pehni. Woh dress itni chhoti thi ki agar Supriya jara sa jhukti toh uski panty dikh jaati. Supriya ghabrate hue bahar aayi.

Kaushal ne use dekhte hi apni aakhen badi ki aur fir uske paas aaya - Looks good on you, but turn around ek baar.

Supriya uske liye poora ghoom gayi, tabhi Kaushal ne uski gaand ki daraar mein haath daalte hue dress ko kheecha.

Supriya ek dam se darr ke uchhal padi - Ouch... ye kya kiya...

Kaushal ke face par ek gandi si smile thi - Tumhari dress stuck thi... use bahar nikaala hai...

Supriya ne Kaushal ko ghoor kar dekha - Aap mujhe bol dete...main nikaal leti..

Kaushal - Chalo... time nahi hai...

Kaushal fir se camera par chala gaya aur Supriya ko neeche apni khees par baithne ke liye bola. Upar se assistant flower barsa rahi thi aur Kaushal photo click kar raha tha. Par Supriya ka face serious tha.



Kaushal - Face ko relax karo... smile karo thoda... 

Kaushal frustrate ho kar fir se Supriya ke paas aaya aur Supriya ke dress ke straps theek karne laga. Supriya apne ghutno par baithi thi aur Kaushal upar khada hua. Uski pant Supriya ke muh ke kaafi nazdeek thi aur Supriya doosri aur dekhne ki koshish kar rahi thi. Tabhi usne ek dam se apne haath Supriya ke boobs ke paas laakar dress ko thoda neeche kheecha aur uske haath Supriya ke boobs ke upari hisse par jaakar lage. Supriya ne uski aur upar dekha aur woh muskura raha tha.

Kaushal - Kuch khaas dikh nahi raha tha... dikhana bhi jaroori hota hai na... Is baar smile ke saath karna.

Supriya chahti thi ye shoot jaldi se khatam ho jaye aur Kaushal use aise na chhue. Isliye woh jaise Kaushal bol raha tha waisa fatafat se karne lagi. Kaushal ne use bola ki woh apna ek haath upar karke thoda sa peeche bend ho. Supriya ko pata tha isse uski nangi jaanghe aur bhi dikhengi par usne waise hi kiya. Dress bas utni hi upar hui ki uski panty na dikhe, par uski gore masile pair saaf dikh rahe they. Aur saath hi uski saaf chikni bagal.



Kaushal Supriya ki aur photos kheechne laga. Uski assistant fir se uske paas aayi. Is baar unki khusar phusar Supriya ke kaano tak pahuchi. Kaushal assistant ko bol raha tha - Bikini set room mein taang do...

Supriya ye sunte hi ghabra si gayi. Is dress ne bhi hadd si kar di thi, par bikini set toh kuch jyada hi ho jayega. Woh sochne lagi ki woh kya kare, kya woh bahar se Iqbal ko bulaye? Nahi fir toh bada sa tamasha ho jayega yahan.

Tabhi bahar se aate hue use Vikram sir dikhe, use apni aakhon par yakin hi nahi ho raha tha ki woh yahan kya kar rahe they. Vikram sir seedhe andar chale aaye, aur unki ek nazar Supriya par padi.

Vikram thodi sakht aawaz mein - Kaushal!! What's this?

Kaushal - Sir... isne bola tha ki ye aapki company se hai... main sure nahi tha isliye aapko message kiya.

Vikram ne Supriya ki aur dekha - Supriya... go change please...

Supriya sir hilate hue jaldi se change karne andar chali gayi. Woh apna salwar suit pehen kar bahar aayi toh dekha ki Vikram Kaushal par bhadak raha tha. 

Kaushal - Sir... trust me... usne bahut zidd ki thi...aap toh mujhe jaante ho...

Vikram - Achi tarah se jaanta hoon isiliye bol raha hoon..

Kaushal - Sir look at this... aapki company ke catalogue ke liye collage bhi bana diya. Itni fast hai meri team.



Vikram ne ek nazar photo par daali aur fir Kaushal ki aur sakhti se dekha - This is not going anywhere. Ye sab abhi delete kar dena. Negatives bhi. Main Jai ko bol dunga ki I am not working with you anymore.

Kaushal - Nahi... please sir... Jai sir ko mat bolna... reshoot kar lenge, koi problem nahi. Waise Jai sir wala photoshoot bhi ready hai, woh aapko...

Vikram - Not now!! Supriya, lets leave.

Vikram Supriya ke saath bahar reception area mein aa gaya.

Vikram thoda disappointed hote hue bola - Supriya... you should have called me... aisa yahan par akele nahi aana chahiye tha...

Supriya - Sorry sir... mujhe laga maine mess create kiya hai toh mujhe hi solve karna chahiye...

Vikram ne gehri saans li - Tum ye kyu sochti hu ki world ki saari problems tumhe akele hi solve karni hai....

Supriya neeche dekh rahi thi - Sir... aapko pata hi hai... Party mein jo Atul ne kiya uske baad...

Vikram - But that's not your problem... tumne toh kuch galat nahi kiya na...

Supriya - Par sir... Atul aur main... hum log.... and fir ab unki job bhi nahi hai...

Vikram - Maybe that's what he deserves...

Supriya ka chhehra buri tarah utar gaya tha. Use samajh nahi aa raha tha ki woh kya bole. Atul ne jo kiya tha woh galat tha par woh ek doosra chance jaroor deserve karta tha.

Vikram ne uska chhehra pad liya - Ok, I will see what I can do. But no promises. Chalo, let me drop you home.

Woh dono bahar nikle they ki Supriya ko thodi door Iqbal bike par baitha dikh gaya. Usne Iqbal ko wait karne ke liye bola tha, tab se 3 ghante ho chuke they aur woh abhi bhi wahan uska intezaar kar raha tha. Woh toh andar photoshoot mein Iqbal ko bhool hi gayi thi. Ab aise Iqbal ko chhod kar Vikram ke saath chale jaana toh kafi galat hoga. 

Vikram sir pata nahi kya sochenge agar woh dekhenge ki woh ek watchman ke saath jaa rahi hai. Par us din party mein unki kiss ke baad woh ab tak kabhi bhi akele mein saath mein nahi hue they, aur shayad yehi behtar tha. Filhaal toh woh Iqbal ke bahane se Vikram ke saath jaane se bach sakti thi.

Supriya ne himmat karke bol hi diya - Vikram... main aapke saath nahi jaa sakti... kisi ne mujhe yahan drop kiya tha aur woh mere liye wait kar raha hai... so I think mujhe uske saath hi jaana chahiye..

Vikram - Oh ok... kahan hai car... let me walk you to it..

Supriya ne Iqbal ki aur ishaara kiya - Woh bike.. wahan...

Bike aur Iqbal ko dekh kar Vikram ne koi khaas reaction nahi diya, aur woh dono Iqbal ki taraf chal pade. Jaise hi woh uske nazdeek pahuche, Iqbal bike se uth khada hua aur apni shirt theek karne laga.

Iqbal ne Vikram ko nazar andaaz karte hue Supriya se kaha - Madamji aa gaye aap... main bas andar aane hi wala tha... maine aapke phone par message bhi kiye they... mujhe laga aap kisi pareshaani mein toh nahi fas gaye...

Supriya - Haan sorry Iqbal... thoda jyada time lag gaya... ye Vikram hai, mere boss...

Vikram - Hello Iqbal... aap yahan Supriya ke liye ruke hue they itni der se...

Iqbal - Haanji sir... madamji ko lekar aaya tha, toh wapas bhi lekar hi jayunga.. aise kaise chala jaata...

Vikram - Haan, ye toh hai. Waise, kahan se hai aap?

Iqbal - Abhi toh yahin thikana hai.. par waise main Salimpur ke paas se hoon...

Vikram - Acha... theek hai aap le jaiye inhe... acha laga ye dekh kar ki aaj ke jamane mein bhi koi kisi par bharosa kar sakta hai...

Iqbal - Jee sir... chaliye madamji...

Supriya Iqbal ki bike ke peeche baith gayi aur use Vikram ko bye wave kiya. Vikram un dono ko jaate hue dekh raha tha.