Adultery Pooja: Newly married innocent Housewife

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FLASHBACK:-

Clock ne 12:00 AM bajaye.
Bahar baarish ab halki pad rahi thi.
Shubham, Shambu aur auto driver hall ke kone me baithe the — table pe Old Monk ki bottle, paani ke glass aur ek purani steel ki tray.

Shubham ne bas ek peg liya tha, par lag raha tha jaise waqt dheere-dheere gum ho raha hai.
Shambu baat kar raha tha, uske hont hil rahe the, par Shubham ko uski awaaz samajh nahi aa rahi thi — sab kuch dohra, halki gungunahat me badal gaya tha.

Room ki light kabhi dim, kabhi bright.
Fan ka awaaz, baarish ka rhythm, aur Shambu ki awaaz mil kar ek trance jaisa bana rahe the.

“Relax kar lo, beta…” Shambu bol raha tha.
“Baarish ki raat me kabhi bhi waqt ka hisaab nahi rakhna chahiye.”

Shubham ne aankh band ki, aur laga jaise sab kuch dheere-dheere hil raha hai.
Ek pal ko laga — bas ek minute hua hoga.

Par jab usne aankh kholi —
clock 2:07 AM dikha raha tha.

Uska sar bhaari tha, aur uske saamne Shambu aur auto driver chup-chaap baithे the.
Shambu ne aankhon se ek ladki ko bulaya — wahi laal saari wali, jise Shubham ne kuch der pehle dekha tha.
Wo dheere se aayi, aur Shubham ke paas ruk gayi.

Shambu ne uske taraf dekha, phir halki muskaan ke saath kaha,
“Isse room tak chhod aana. Bechara thoda nasha zyada ho gaya hai.”

Ladki ne bina kuch kahe Shubham ka haath pakda.
Uska touch thanda tha — jaise barf me dooba ho.
Shubham ne resist karne ki koshish ki, par uske pair bhaari the.
Wo uske sath corridor me nikal gaya.

Hall se bahar jaate hue usne peeche dekha —
Shambu ne auto driver ki taraf dekha aur aankh se kuch ishara kiya.
Auto driver ne sir hila kar table se uthte hue kaha,
“Samajh gaya…”

Uske kadam us corridor ki taraf badhe jahan Room 7 — Pooja ka kamra — tha.