Adultery Pativrata Patni se Hotwife Tak - Ek safar

[Joker44]

Soham ne Geeti ko security check point tak drop kiya, ek warm, knowing smile ke saath. "Have a great trip, jaan," usne kaha, uske haath ko halke se daba kar. Geeti ne bhi blush karte hue 'bye' kaha, aur security checkpoint cross karke aage badh gayi. Soham phir car park ki taraf nikal gaya, apne ghar ke liye.
Geeti sidhe Gate No. 5 ki taraf chali, jahaan Bangkok ki flight lagne waali thi. MD, Mr. Sinha (jinhe Geeti pyaar se 'Sinha Sir' bulati thi), aur Raghavan pehle se hi wahan uska wait kar rahe the.
Geeti aaj peach sleeveless saree mein thi. Yeh uska 'business look' tha – traditional, par incredibly seductive.
Jaise hi Geeti paas aayi, Mr. Sinha aur Raghavan dono ki greedy nazrein uske upar tik gayi. Saree uske curvaceous figure ko perfectly hug kar rahi thi. Sleeveless blouse se smooth arms aur jab bhi woh apne baal theek karti, uski sexy, clean-shaven armpits ek pal ke liye dikh jaati. Yeh sab dekhkar dono behad excited the ki kuch hi ghanton mein Geeti unki baahon mein hogi.
Geeti: (Close aakar, sweetly smile karte hue) Good afternoon, Sir. Raghavan. Sorry, thoda late ho gayi.
Mr. Sinha: (Raghavan ki taraf dekhkar wink karte hue, apni bass bhari aawaaz mein) Late? Arre nahi, beta. Tumhara wait karna bhi ek pleasure hai. He scanned her from head to toe, lingering on her waist. Yeh saree... bahut achhi lag rahi hai tum par, Geeti. You look... divine!
Raghavan: (Geeti ke kaan ke paas thoda lean karte hue, dheere se) Waah! Aaj toh airport ka temperature badha diya tumne, Geeti. I was just telling Sinha Sir... I can't wait for our first meeting in Bangkok. Uske aakhon mein ek mischievous spark thi.
Geeti: (Thoda blushing, par confident hote hue) Thank you, Sir. Thank you, Raghavan. I hope main meeting mein bhi utni hi impressive rahun, jitni is saree mein lag rahi hoon.
Mr. Sinha: (Haste hue, apna haath Geeti ke shoulder par rakhte hue, jo thoda jyada der tak wahi ruka) Oh, tum hamesha impressive rahti ho, Geeti. Aur Bangkok mein toh, I promise, tumhari mehnat aur dedication ko hum personally reward karenge. Get ready for a big change in your life.
Raghavan: (Aapne phone mein dekhte hue, par pura dhyaan Geeti par tha) Chalo, boarding shuru ho gayi hai. First Class se Bangkok... I can already feel the luxury. Chalo, Geeti.
Geeti ne ek gehri saans li. Uski dhadkan tez thi, par uske face par calm determination thi. She knew exactly what she was getting into. 'Yeh sirf ek promotion nahi hai, Geeti,' usne apne mann mein socha. 'Yeh naya safar hai.'
Woh teeno, India ki zameen chhodkar, us exotic city ki taraf chal diye, jahaan unka intezaar business se zyada pleasure kar raha tha.



First Class cabin ki soft, ambient lighting mein, Bangkok-bound flight ne India ki zameen chhod di thi. Geeti ki heartbeat abhi bhi thodi tez thi, par usne khud ko sambhal liya tha. Seats wide aur plush the, har taraf privacy aur comfort ka ehsaas tha. Raghavan uske bagal wali window seat par tha, aur Mr. Sinha unke theek do rows aage, aisle seat par baithe the.
Flight attendants ne welcome drinks serve kiye. Geeti ne ek light fruit juice liya, Raghavan ne whiskey.
Raghavan: (Dheere se, Geeti ke kaan ke paas jhukkar, jaise koi confidential business secret share kar raha ho) You know, Geeti… yeh sirf ek trip nahi hai. This is a golden ticket for you. MD Sir bahut impressed hain tumhari recent performance se. Especially, tumhare adaptability se.
Geeti ne glass hathon mein pakde hue, uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi – innocent, par uske piche chupi hui samajhdari ki gehrai.
Geeti: (Muskuraate hue, apni awaaz ko halka rakhte hue) Main hamesha apna best dene ki koshish karti hoon, Raghavan. Aur rahi baat adaptability ki… (usne apni nazrein window se bahar ghumai, jahan badal neeche reh gaye the) …circumstances ke hisaab se adjust karna toh life ka hissa hai, hai na? Survival of the fittest.
Raghavan halke se hansa, uski baat ka matlab samajhte hue.
Raghavan: Exactly! Aur tum toh hamesha se 'fittest' rahi ho, Geeti. MD Sir specifically mention kar rahe the… tumhari growth potential limitless hai. Agar unhe khush rakha, toh company mein tum kahan se kahan pahunch jaogi, soch bhi nahi sakti. Is trip ke baad, that big promotion… it’s practically yours. Just remember who holds the key.
Usne apna haath Geeti ki thigh ke paas rakha, ek pal ke liye, ek subtle squeeze ke saath. Geeti ne palat kar uski taraf dekha, uske chehre par abhi bhi wahi controlled muskaan thi, par uski aankhon mein ek shikan aa gayi thi. Usne apna glass thoda sa adjust kiya, jisse Raghavan ka haath apne aap wahan se hat gaya.
Geeti: (Calmly) Main samajhti hoon, Raghavan. Main apni hard work aur dedication se hi aage badhna chahti hoon. Aur MD Sir… I respect him a lot. Unki umeedon par khara utarna meri priority hai. Aur main unhe kabhi disappointed nahi karungi.
Uske jawab mein ek double meaning tha, jo Raghavan ko samajh mein aa gaya. Usne thodi der Geeti ko ghura, uski sharpness se impress hokar.
Kuch der tak dono chup rahe. Flight attendant dinner order lene aayi. Geeti ne lighter meal choose kiya. Raghavan ne ek aur drink order kiya.
Dinner serve hone ke baad, jab cabin mein lights dim ho chuki thi aur passengers ne apni apni duniyan mein khona shuru kar diya tha, Raghavan dheere se apni seat se utha.
Raghavan: (Geeti ki taraf dekhkar, ek meaningful smile ke saath) Excuse me, Geeti. Main zara washroom se aata hoon.
Geeti ne sir hilaya, aur uske jaane ka wait kiya. Jaise hi Raghavan washroom ki taraf muda, Geeti ne apni aankhen band ki, ek gehri saans li aur phir kholi. Usne apne dimag mein pura scene replay kiya aur aane wale pal ke liye khud ko mentally prepare kiya.
Aur phir, jaise clockwork ho, Raghavan ke kuch hi minutes baad, Mr. Sinha, apni seat se uth kar, dheere se Geeti ki taraf badhe. Unka chehra ek controlled expression liye hue tha, par unki aankhon mein wahi purani 'greedy' chamak thi.
Mr. Sinha: (Ek soft smile ke saath, Geeti ke theek bagal wali seat par baithte hue, jo ab Raghavan ke jaane se khali thi) Toh, Geeti beta… ab hum thodi aur 'personally' baat kar sakte hain.
Geeti ne unki taraf dekha, uske chehre par wahi composed expression tha, par uski saansein ek pal ke liye tham si gayi. She knew the real game had just begun.



Mr. Sinha, jo ab Raghavan ki seat par Geeti ke theek bagal mein baithe the, unhone ek ajeeb si khushi mehsoos ki. Geeti ki peach saree se aati hui halki khushboo unke naak mein ghus rahi thi, aur uski nazdeeki unhe excited kar rahi thi. Unhone ek halki si saans li, jaise Geeti ki presence ko poori tarah se absorb kar rahe hon.
Mr. Sinha: (Ek ghati hui, par abhi bhi commanding aawaaz mein) Toh Geeti beta… ab hum sach mein 'personal' ho sakte hain. Kaisa lag raha hai First Class mein? Upar badalon ke beech… sab kuch chhod kar, sirf main aur tum?
Geeti ne unki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein ab bhi wahi calm determination thi. Uski saree ki soft fabric uske curves ko highlight kar rahi thi, aur uske hathon mein juice ka glass abhi bhi tha.
Geeti: (Ek soft smile ke saath) Bahut achha lag raha hai, Sir. Yeh First Class ka experience, bilkul naya hai mere liye. Aur aapke saath… (uski nazrein ek pal ke liye unke chehre par thehri) …bilkul comfortable lag raha hai. Aap jaise senior ke saath, itni upar aasmaan mein… it feels like a dream.
Mr. Sinha ke hothon par ek crooked smile aayi. Unki nazrein Geeti ke chehre se neeche, uski gardan aur phir uski saree ke dbang par ghumne lagi. Unhone bade hi casual tareeke se apna haath armrest par rakha, jiske neeche Geeti ki thigh bahut kareeb thi.
Mr. Sinha: (Thoda jhukte hue) Dream toh hai, beta. Aur dreams ko poora karne ke liye, kabhi-kabhi thodi 'mehnat' bhi karni padti hai. Waise… (unki nazrein Geeti ke blouse aur saree ke beech ki halki si cleavage par tik gayi) …tumhari yeh saree… bahut beautifully dbang ki hai. Ek 'valley' jaisa lag raha hai. Bohot deep, aur bohot inviting.
Geeti ne unki nazron ko pakad liya. Uske chehre par ek pal ke liye bhi tension nahi dikhi. Iske bajaye, usne dheere se apne left shoulder se apne pallu ko thoda sa aur neeche khiska diya. Ab uska cleavage aur bhi gehra aur saaf dikhne laga tha. Uski saanson ke saath, blouse ka fabric halke se upar-neeche ho raha tha.
Mr. Sinha ne yeh dekha. Unki aankhon mein ek chamak aayi, aur unke chehre par ek satisfied grin. Woh samajh gaye ki Geeti unki is 'game' mein poori tarah se shamil hai. Unke andar ek tezi se utha hua 'hard-on' unhone control karne ki koshish ki, par unki aankhon mein saf dikh raha tha.
Geeti ne unki aankhon mein dekha, aur ek slow, seductive smile di. Yeh smile promise se bhari thi, aur har tarah ki possibilities se.
Geeti: (Apni awaaz ko halka aur playful rakhte hue) Aapne theek kaha, Sir. Yeh 'valley'… bohot mehnat se banaya hai. Aur aapko 'valley view' pasand hai, yeh jaankar mujhe khushi hui.
Mr. Sinha ne ek gehri saans li, jismein Geeti ki khushboo ghuli hui thi.
Mr. Sinha: (Apni awaaz ko aur bhi flirtatious banate hue) Pasanda toh bahut hai, Geeti. Asal mein… (unki nazrein Geeti ki aankhon mein tik gayi, jahan ek challenge aur ek invitation dono the) …mujhe toh pura 'mountain range' hi pasand hai, jiske beech yeh 'valley' hai. Toh... kya kehti ho? Kya mujhe yeh 'view' poora explore karne ka mauka milega?
Geeti ne unki aankhon mein dekha, uski smile aur gehri ho gayi. Uski aankhon mein ab sharam ya darr nahi tha, sirf ek nishchitata thi. Woh jaanti thi ki yeh conversation ab kis disha mein ja raha hai.
Geeti: (Apne hothon ko halka sa geela karte hue, aur ek playful wink ke saath) Sir… aapke liye toh… poora view aapka hai. Jab tak aap explore karna chahen. Aur jahan tak 'mauke' ki baat hai… yeh First Class journey toh abhi shuru hui hai. Bangkok toh abhi door hai.
Mr. Sinha ne uski baat sunkar ek victory ki saans li. Uski aankhon mein ab sirf pure lust dikh raha tha. Unhone Geeti ki taraf aur jhuk kar, dheere se uske kaan ke paas kuch kaha.







Flight ki lights ab poori tarah se dim ho chuki thi, sirf readng lights aur emergency exit signs ki halki roshni cabin mein thi. Raghavan, jo ab washroom se laut chuka tha, woh apni asli seat par wapas aa gaya tha, Mr. Sinha ki seat do rows aage thi. Cabin ka mahol ek sukoon bhari neend mein dooba hua tha, aksar passengers apni blankets odh kar ya toh so chuke the, ya aankhen band kar ke aaraam kar rahe the.
Flight attendant ne sabhi ko blankets distribute kiye the, aur Geeti ne bhi ek soft blanket apni god mein rakh li thi. Magar uske bagal mein ab Mr. Sinha the, jinke andar ki bechaini ab aur badh chuki thi. Geeti ki "poora view aapka hai" wali baat aur uski seductive smile ne unhe poori tarah se bekabu kar diya tha.
Mr. Sinha: (Geeti ki taraf aur jhukte hue, unka chehra Geeti ki gardan aur kaan ke itna kareeb tha ki unki saansein Geeti ki skin par mehsoos ho rahi thi) Geeti beta… tumne toh meri neend hi uda di hai. Ab yeh waqt kaatna mushkil ho raha hai.
Unka haath, jo armrest par tha, dheere se Geeti ki lap ki taraf badha. Blanket ke upar se hi, unki ungliyan Geeti ki saree par ghumne lagi. Geeti ne ek pal ke liye bhi react nahi kiya, bas uski saanson ki raftaar halki si tez ho gayi.
Geeti: (Dheere se, uski awaaz mein ek masoomiyat thi, par uski aankhon mein abhi bhi wahi game-face tha) Sir… sabar rakhiye. Achhi cheezon ka intezar karne mein hi maza hai. Aur aapko toh sabar ka bahut meetha fal milne wala hai.
Mr. Sinha ka haath ab Geeti ki lap par, uski saree ke upar se, aur zyada confident ho kar ghum raha tha. Uski ungliyan halke se uski inner thigh ko brush kar rahi thi.
Mr. Sinha: (Ek gheri saans lete hue, Geeti ke kaan ke paas, itne dheere ki koi aur na sun paye) Meetha toh hoga, beta. Yeh main jaanta hoon. Par… kya thoda sa 'taste' bhi nahi kar sakte, abhi? Bas thoda sa… yeh jo 'fal' tumne samne rakha hai.
Jaise hi Mr. Sinha ne yeh kaha, poori cabin mein ek dum shaanti chha gayi. Sab so rahe the. Geeti ne is mauke ko bhaamp liya. Usne dheere se apni blanket ko thoda aur upar khincha, apne seene tak, jaise thand lag rahi ho. Par iske saath hi, Mr. Sinha ka haath, jo uski lap par tha, us blanket ke neeche se dheere dheere upar ki taraf badhne laga.
Unka haath Geeti ke peth se hota hua, uske blouse ke upar se uske boobs tak pahunch gaya. Geeti ne ek pal ke liye bhi protest nahi kiya. Mr. Sinha ne bade hi softness se, uske blouse ke upar se uske ek boob ko halke se grab kiya. Uski ungliyan uske nipal ko mehsoos kar rahi thi.
Geeti ki aankhen band ho gayi, aur uske hothon se ek 'umhh' ki halki si awaaz nikli, jo cabin ki shaanti mein lagbhag unhe bhi sunai nahi di. Uska chehra halka sa laal ho gaya.
Mr. Sinha ne jab uski yeh reaction dekhi, toh unka confidence aur badh gaya. Unhone dheere se Geeti ke kaan mein apni jeebh halke se feri, ek halka sa taste diya uski skin ka. Geeti ke munh se ek 'oooooh' ki slow moan nikal gayi, jo bas ek sargoshi thi.
Mr. Sinha: (Uske kaan mein fusfusate hue, uske boob ko ab halke se sahlaate hue) Pasand aaya, beta? Yeh toh bas shuruat hai. Tumhari yeh 'valley'… aur yeh 'fal'… iska pura maza toh abhi baaki hai.
Unka haath ab Geeti ke blouse ke upar se uske dusre boob par bhi aa gaya, aur woh dono ko dheere dheere press karne lage. Geeti ki saansein tez ho gayi thi, par usne apni aankhen band rakhi thi, aur uske chehre par ab ek ajeeb si khushi thi. Woh apni nayi duniya mein kho chuki thi, jahan rules aur boundaries sirf ek dhoka the. Mr. Sinha uske boobs ko blouse ke upar se sehla rahe the, har touch ke saath Geeti ke andar ek nayi lehar uth rahi thi.

Mr. Sinha ka haath Geeti ke dono blouse-clad boobs par tha. Woh unhe bade hi aaram se, aur smooth movements ke saath, sehla rahe the. Unka dhyan poori tarah se Geeti ke reactions par tha. Har halki si 'moan' ya tez saans, unke andar ki aag ko aur badha rahi thi. Geeti ne apni blanket ko is tarah se adjust kar liya tha ki uske upper body par halka sa dbang ho, jisse unka yeh intimate act poori tarah se chhup gaya tha.
Mr. Sinha ne apne haath ko aur neeche sarkaaya, Geeti ke pet par. Unki ungliyan saree ke neeche se uski nangi skin ko mehsoos karne lagi.
Mr. Sinha: (Geeti ke kaan ke theek paas, ek halki, control se bahar aati aawaaz mein) Tumhari yeh garmi… Geeti. Yeh toh mujhe First Class se seedha jannat mein le ja rahi hai. Soham kitna lucky hai...
Geeti, jo aankhen band kiye is naye ehsaas mein doobi thi, usne halke se apne sar ko 'no' mein hilaaya, par uske hothon par ek gandhi muskaan aa gayi thi.
Geeti: (Adhi-dabi hui, sargoshi mein) Ab woh baat nahi rahi, Sir. Ab... (usne apne hath se unke hath ko peth par dabaya) ...ab yeh garmi kisi aur ke liye hai. Aur aap hi mere Managing Director hain... aap jo kahenge, wahi hoga.
Unki is haan-mein-haan milane se Mr. Sinha ka dhairya tootne laga. Unhone apna ek haath Geeti ke peth se hata kar wapas boobs par rakha, aur is baar thoda zyada zor se squeeze kiya.
Mr. Sinha: Toh main kehta hoon… (uski saans tez ho gayi) …ki is First Class ke maze ko poora liya jaaye.
Unka doosra haath, jo Geeti ke peth par tha, woh ab saree ke andar sarakne laga. Uski garmi aur badh chuki thi. Unki ungliyan uski kamariya ko sehla rahi thi, aur Geeti apne hothon ko kaat rahi thi taaki koi awaaz na nikle. Mr. Sinha ka haath dheere dheere aur neeche, uski nangi kamar par ghumne laga, aur woh Geeti ke kaan ko halke se choomte rahe.
Geeti ne ek pal ke liye apni aankhein kholi, aur cabin mein Raghavan ki seat ki taraf dekha. Woh so raha tha, ya kam se kam aisa hi dikha raha tha. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur Mr. Sinha ko permission dene wali nazron se dekha.
Mr. Sinha is baat ko samajh gaye. Unhone apne haath ko aur neeche kiya, Geeti ki kamar se, uski thighs tak. Saree ke andar, unki ungliyon ne Geeti ki chikni skin ko mehsoos kiya, jahaan uski inner-thighs shuru ho rahi thi.
Mr. Sinha: (Sargoshi mein) Tumhari har baat maani jayegi, beta. Promotion toh pakka hai. Par ab tum sirf 'business' ki nahi rahi. Ab tum meri personal asset ho.
Geeti ne phir se apni aankhein band kar li. Uska naya safar, First Class ki privacy mein, bade hi bebaak tareeke se shuru ho chuka tha.



Mr. Sinha ka haath Geeti ki saree ke andar, uski inner thigh tak pahunch chuka tha, aur woh uski har 'moan' aur 'saans' se poora maza le rahe the. Magar Geeti jaanti thi ki yeh control karne ka perfect time hai. Bangkok ab kareeb tha, aur aane wale bade 'fal' ka maza kharab nahi hona chahiye.
Dheere se, Geeti ne apne ek haath se Mr. Sinha ke haath ko apni thigh se hataya. Usne apna chehra unki taraf kiya.
Geeti: (Uske chehre par ab masoomiyat se zyada, ek shaitaani aakarshan tha) Sir… abhi aapki pyaas bahut badh gayi hai, hai na?
Mr. Sinha toh Geeti ke is bold step se hakka-bakka reh gaye, unka haath hatne se unko thoda disappointment bhi hua.
Mr. Sinha: (Sargoshi mein, halki narazgi aur bechaini ke saath) Tumne toh meri kismat cheen li, beta. Ab iske baad kaise neend aayegi?
Geeti ne unki taraf aur jhukkar dekha. Cabin ki dim light mein, uski aankhon mein ek chamak thi. Phir usne aahista se apne hoth unke hothon se mila diye. Yeh sirf ek kiss nahi tha. Yeh Geeti ki taraf se ek gehra French Kiss tha.
Mr. Sinha uske is sudden move se poori tarah se madhosh ho gaye. Unhone bhi turant jawab diya, Geeti ke hothon ko zor se choomte hue. Geeti ka ek haath unke gale ke peeche tha, aur woh unke passion ko wapas de rahi thi. Yeh kiss poori ek minute tak chala, jismein saanson ki awaaz aur hothon ki awaaz hi sabse zyada thi.
Jab woh ek doosre se alag hue, toh unke hothon ke beech thook (saliva) ki ek patli, chamakti hui line bani, jo ek pal ke liye khinch kar toot gayi. Geeti ki saansein tez thi, aur Mr. Sinha ki aankhon mein shuddh lust aur hawas ka nasha chhaya hua tha.
Geeti: (Apne hothon ko halke se saaf karte hue, muskurate hue) Lijiye, Sir. Maine aapse vaada kiya tha… thoda 'taste' toh mil gaya, hai na? Is 'taste' se aapko pata chal gaya hoga ki aage ka 'fal' kitna meetha hone wala hai.
Mr. Sinha ne apne hothon ko chata. Unka chehra lal tha.
Mr. Sinha: (Halke se hanson mein) Meetha nahi… yeh toh shehad hai, Geeti.
Geeti: (Aur zyada aakarshak hote hue) Toh ab yeh shehad sirf Bangkok ke hotel mein milega. Ab aapko sabar karna hoga, Sir. Abhi rest kijiye. Wahan aapko poora haq hoga is 'fal' par.
Mr. Sinha ne Geeti ke is ultimatum ko sweekar kiya. Uski shaitaani aur uske commitment ne unhe aur bhi zyada excited kar diya tha.
Mr. Sinha: (Ek gehra saans lete hue) Theek hai, meri shaitaan hotwife. Tumhari baat sar aankhon par. Main intezar karunga. Par jab hotel mein miloge… tab koi rok-tok nahi hogi.
Geeti ne ek aakhri, shant aur vishwas se bhari smile di, aur apni blanket ko achhe se odh liya. Mr. Sinha ne bhi apni seat ko adjust kiya aur apni aankhein band kar li. Cabin mein ab phir se shanti thi, par dono ke dimaag mein aane wale 'Bangkok' ki tasveerein chal rahi thi. Dono so gaye, ya kam se kam sone ki koshish karne lage, apni-apni jeet ka maza lete hue.









Subah ki pehli kiranon ne First Class cabin mein halki roshni bharni shuru kar di thi, jab flight Bangkok ke Suvarnabhumi Airport ke liye descend kar rahi thi. Geeti aur Mr. Sinha dono apni-apni neend se jaage, par unki aankhon mein ab bhi raat bhar ki raazdaari ki chamak thi. Unhone ek doosre ki taraf dekha, ek halki, samajhdar muskaan exchange ki, jaise unke beech ek ankahee agreement ho chuka ho.
Mr. Sinha: (Apne tie ko theek karte hue, ek satisfied grin ke saath) Good morning, Geeti beta. Bahut achhi neend aayi mujhe. Shayad 'sapne' bahut achhe the.
Geeti ne ek adhi-dabi hui hansi hansi.
Geeti: (Apne balon ko theek karte hue, uski awaaz mein ab confidence tha) Good morning, Sir. Sapne toh sabko achhe aate hain, jab aapki 'mehnat' rang laati hai. Aur mujhe lagta hai, aaj raat se pehle hi, aapki 'mehnat' shuru ho chuki hai.
Raghavan, jo do rows aage apni seat par baitha tha, woh bhi jaag chuka tha. Usne apni phone check kiya aur phir Geeti aur Mr. Sinha ki taraf dekha.
Raghavan: (Enthusiastically) Good morning, Sir! Good morning, Geeti! Lagta hai aapki flight bahut comfortable rahi. Hum Bangkok pahunchne wale hain!
Mr. Sinha ne ek pal ke liye Geeti ki taraf dekha, phir Raghavan ki taraf mud kar ek official smile di.
Mr. Sinha: (Serious tone mein) Indeed, Raghavan. The flight was productive. Aur ab, असली 'productivity' Bangkok mein shuru hogi.
Flight land hui aur smoothly gate tak pahunch gayi. Airport par utarte hi, Bangkok ki garam aur nam hawa ne unka swagat kiya. Teenon immigration aur baggage claim ki taraf badhe, jahan Mr. Sinha ne pehle se hi arranged car ka intazaar kar rahe driver ko ishara kiya.
Ek luxurious Mercedes S-Class unka intazaar kar rahi thi. Jaise hi woh car mein baithe, Mr. Sinha ne Geeti ko dekha.
Mr. Sinha: (Dheere se, Geeti ki taraf) Geeti, tumhara luggage room mein direct pahunch jayega. Abhi hum seedhe hotel chal rahe hain, 'The Opulent Grand'. Bangkok ka sabse exclusive hotel.
Raghavan bhi peeche ki seat par baitha, excited tha.
Raghavan: Wow, Sir! The Opulent Grand! Suna hai wahan ki suites unbelievable hain.
Mr. Sinha: (Geeti ko dekh kar, ek meaningful smile ke saath) Unbelievable toh hongi, Raghavan. Especially for those who truly 'deserve' them.
Hotel mein pahunch kar, lobby ki shaan-o-shaukat dekhte hi ban rahi thi. Rich velvet furniture, jhoomar ki roshni, aur ek calming fragrance. Front desk par Mr. Sinha ne pre-booked rooms ki keys li.
Mr. Sinha: (Keys lekar, Geeti ki taraf dekhte hue, aur Raghavan bhi sun raha tha) Toh, yeh tumhare room ki key hai, Geeti. Room No. 2205. Raghavan, tumhara 2206. Aur mera… 2204.
Geeti ne dekha ki uska room, 2205, Mr. Sinha (2204) aur Raghavan (2206) ke rooms ke theek beech mein tha. Yeh ek strategic placement thi, jo Mr. Sinha ki planning ka hissa thi. Usne ek pal ke liye Mr. Sinha ki aankhon mein dekha, jahan ek shaitaani chamak thi.
Geeti: (Keys lete hue, ek soft smile ke saath) Thank you, Sir.
Raghavan: Perfect, Sir! Suites ek doosre ke kareeb. Business discussions ke liye achha rahega.
Mr. Sinha ne sirf sar hilaya. Usko pata tha ki "business discussions" kya honge.
Apne room mein pahunch kar, Geeti ne darwaza lock kiya aur ek gehri saans li. Room spacious tha, ek king-size bed, floor-to-ceiling windows se Bangkok ka bustling view, aur ek luxurious bathroom. Usne apna chhota hand-bag bed par phenka, apni saree ko kholte hue aur uski halki khushboo abhi bhi uske jism se aa rahi thi.
Usne room tour karne ka intezar nahi kiya. Thakaan aur raat bhar ki emotional-physical roller coaster ne usse thaka diya tha. Woh seedhe bed par gir gayi, apne aap ko soft sheets mein ghusate hue. Aankhen band karte hi, uske dimag mein Mr. Sinha ka chehra aur unka French Kiss ghum gaya. Ek muskaan uske hothon par aayi, aur woh gehri neend mein doob gayi, Bangkok ki aane wali raaton ke sapne dekhte hue.




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