24-08-2025, 01:38 AM
Update 5:
Subah ke 7 baje. Door bell baji. Richa ne jaldi-jaldi hair towel utaara aur safed cotton ka kurta pehan kar darwaaza khola. Rajesh cycle se bottle le kar khada tha.
Aaj Richa bina dupatte ke thi. Geeli zulfein uske seene se chipak rahi thi. Rajesh ki aankhen turant wahan atak gayi.
“Madam ji, lagta hai aaj doodh kaafi zyada fresh hai…” – usne bottle dete hue dheeme se bola.
Richa ne bottle pakadte waqt notice kiya uske haath ki pakad thoda der tak thaam ke rakha gaya. Usne turant hath kheench liya, par tab tak Rajesh ki ungli uske wrist pe halki si sarak gayi thi.
Bottle rakhte hi Richa ne usse ghur kar dekha, “Tum bohot zyada ho jaate ho kabhi kabhi.”
Rajesh seedhe uski aankhon mein dekh kar bola, “Arre madam, galti meri nahi, aapke badan ki khushboo hi aisi hai.”
Richa ke gaal laal ho gaye. Wo palat gayi, par uske andar kahin garmi uth chuki thi.
Din ke 11 baje Richa gym gayi. Aaj usne tight black leggings aur white T-shirt pehni thi. Gym khaali tha, sirf Arjun.
“Good morning Richa ji,” Arjun ne smile ke saath bola, “aaj thoda extra mehnat karenge.”
Pehle treadmill, phir dumbbell aur phir stretching. Jab stretching karte hue Richa neeche jhuki, Arjun uske piche aa kar uski kamar hold kiya.
“Back straight, bas hold… perfect,” usne kaha.
Arjun ke haath kamar pe thoda zyada der tak the. Richa ki saans tez hone lagi, par usne aankh band kar li – jaise enjoy bhi kar rahi thi aur resist bhi.
Mirror mein dono ek dusre ko dekh rahe the. T-shirt chipki hui, cleavage ubhar aaya tha. Arjun ki nazar ek pal ke liye wahan atak gayi, par usne casual tone mein kaha –
“Discipline… isi liye aap perfect lag rahi ho.”
Ghar aake Richa ne khud ko kitchen mein busy kiya. Par dimaag bar-bar Rajesh ke subah ke lafz aur Arjun ke haath yaad kar raha tha.
Usne ek pal ke liye apne honth dabaye, aankh band ki… aur mehsoos kiya dono uske kareeb khade hain. Ek taraf Rajesh ki besharam, seedhi nazar. Dusri taraf Arjun ka strong, controlled touch.
Sameer dinner ke baad TV dekhte dekhte so gaya. Richa palang par akeli padi thi. Uske dimaag mein subah Rajesh ke lafz ghoom rahe the:
“Galti meri nahi, aapke badan ki khushboo hi aisi hai…”
Phir Arjun ka mirror ke samne kahna:
“Perfect lag rahi ho…”
Usne apne seene par haath rakha, apni saans mehsoos ki – tez, garm, aur behaal. Ek pal ke liye uske honth khud hi apne ungliyon ko choomne lage. “Main kyu behak rahi hoon…” usne socha, par uska sharir jawab de raha tha usne khud ko chhedna shuru kar diya.
Subah ke 7 baje. Door bell baji. Richa ne jaldi-jaldi hair towel utaara aur safed cotton ka kurta pehan kar darwaaza khola. Rajesh cycle se bottle le kar khada tha.
Aaj Richa bina dupatte ke thi. Geeli zulfein uske seene se chipak rahi thi. Rajesh ki aankhen turant wahan atak gayi.
“Madam ji, lagta hai aaj doodh kaafi zyada fresh hai…” – usne bottle dete hue dheeme se bola.
Richa ne bottle pakadte waqt notice kiya uske haath ki pakad thoda der tak thaam ke rakha gaya. Usne turant hath kheench liya, par tab tak Rajesh ki ungli uske wrist pe halki si sarak gayi thi.
Bottle rakhte hi Richa ne usse ghur kar dekha, “Tum bohot zyada ho jaate ho kabhi kabhi.”
Rajesh seedhe uski aankhon mein dekh kar bola, “Arre madam, galti meri nahi, aapke badan ki khushboo hi aisi hai.”
Richa ke gaal laal ho gaye. Wo palat gayi, par uske andar kahin garmi uth chuki thi.
Din ke 11 baje Richa gym gayi. Aaj usne tight black leggings aur white T-shirt pehni thi. Gym khaali tha, sirf Arjun.
“Good morning Richa ji,” Arjun ne smile ke saath bola, “aaj thoda extra mehnat karenge.”
Pehle treadmill, phir dumbbell aur phir stretching. Jab stretching karte hue Richa neeche jhuki, Arjun uske piche aa kar uski kamar hold kiya.
“Back straight, bas hold… perfect,” usne kaha.
Arjun ke haath kamar pe thoda zyada der tak the. Richa ki saans tez hone lagi, par usne aankh band kar li – jaise enjoy bhi kar rahi thi aur resist bhi.
Mirror mein dono ek dusre ko dekh rahe the. T-shirt chipki hui, cleavage ubhar aaya tha. Arjun ki nazar ek pal ke liye wahan atak gayi, par usne casual tone mein kaha –
“Discipline… isi liye aap perfect lag rahi ho.”
Ghar aake Richa ne khud ko kitchen mein busy kiya. Par dimaag bar-bar Rajesh ke subah ke lafz aur Arjun ke haath yaad kar raha tha.
Usne ek pal ke liye apne honth dabaye, aankh band ki… aur mehsoos kiya dono uske kareeb khade hain. Ek taraf Rajesh ki besharam, seedhi nazar. Dusri taraf Arjun ka strong, controlled touch.
Sameer dinner ke baad TV dekhte dekhte so gaya. Richa palang par akeli padi thi. Uske dimaag mein subah Rajesh ke lafz ghoom rahe the:
“Galti meri nahi, aapke badan ki khushboo hi aisi hai…”
Phir Arjun ka mirror ke samne kahna:
“Perfect lag rahi ho…”
Usne apne seene par haath rakha, apni saans mehsoos ki – tez, garm, aur behaal. Ek pal ke liye uske honth khud hi apne ungliyon ko choomne lage. “Main kyu behak rahi hoon…” usne socha, par uska sharir jawab de raha tha usne khud ko chhedna shuru kar diya.