Adultery Sharmili Mummy Ko Mila Naya Pati

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Shehar ke sabse unche corporate tower ke top floor par Shailja ka office tha. Charon taraf kanch ki deewaron se poora shehar dikhta tha. Shailja ab ek aisi powerhouse woman thi jise dekh kar log samman aur darr dono mehsoos karte the. Uska pehnawa ab uski naye soch ka aaina tha—mehenge designer suits, bold cuts aur ek aisi personality jo kisi ko bhi prabhavit kar de.

Sonali, jo ab apni maa ki business partner thi, office mein dakhil hui. Usne ek stylish blazer aur trousers pehna tha, uske hath mein naye fashion show ka blueprint tha.

Sonali ne bade utsah ke saath apne tablet par ek naya blueprint khola aur use Shailja ki badi kanch wali table par slide kiya. Us par bade-bade aksharon mein likha tha: "The Gulmohar Grand Collaboration".

Sonali: "Mom, bhool jaiye un chote-mote showrooms ko. Maine shehar ke sabse pratishthit aur aalishan 'Gulmohar Grand Hotel' ke maalik se baat ki hai. Wo chahte hain ki unke hotel ki poori staff uniform, unke mega-suites ke interior fabrics aur wahan hone wale international fashion weeks ka zimma humara brand uthaye."

Shailja ki aankhein chamak uthin. Gulmohar Grand sirf ek hotel nahi tha, wo raeesi aur shaan-o-shaukat ka naya adda tha. Is merger ka matlab tha—Shailja aur Sonali ke brand ka naam seedha international level par pahunch jana.

Shailja (blueprint ko dekhte hue): "Gulmohar Grand... ye waqayi bohot bada hai Sonali. Wahan ke maalik, Mr. Vardhan, bohot chuni hui cheezein pasand karte hain. Kya tumne designs taiyar kiye hain?"

Sonali ne muskura kar kuch samples dikhaye. "Haan Mom. Maine is collection ka naam rakha hai 'Royal Aura'. Hum wahi puraani bholi-bhali soch nahi rakhenge. Designs bold honge, modern honge, par unme wahi 'Shailja' wala classy touch hoga. Staff ki uniforms bhi aisi hongi ki log dekhte reh jayein."

Shailja ne apni beti ki parakh ki tareef ki. Use garv tha ki Sonali ab sirf ek designer nahi, balki ek tez dimaag business woman ban gayi hai.

Shailja: "Theek hai Sonali. Kal subah humari meeting hai unke saath. Main chahti hoon ki jab hum Gulmohar Grand ke boardroom mein kadam rakhein, toh unhe samajh aa jaye ki wo shehar ki do sabse taqatwar auraton se mil rahe hain. Humari dressing, humara lehja... sab kuch uncompromised hona chahiye."

Maa aur beti ne milkar der raat tak meeting ki taiyari ki. Unke aalishan mansion ke study room mein sirf coffee ki khushbu aur naye designs ki charcha thi. Ab purane ateet ka koi darr nahi tha.

Sonali ne Shailja ke kandhe par hath rakha. "Mom, aapne mujhe hamesha sikhaya hai ki jo hota hai acche ke liye hota hai. Aaj hum yahan hain, kyunki humne kabhi haar nahi maani. Gulmohar Grand humari nayi pehchan hoga."

Shailja ne apni beti ka hath thama. "Sahi kaha beta. Kal ek naya itihaas likha jayega."

Gulmohar Grand Hotel ke bade-bade sunehre darwaze jab Shailja (Shalini) aur Sonali ke liye khule, toh wahan ka waqt jaise thithak gaya. Unki kaali chamchamati Maybach se jab Shailja ne apna pehla pair bahar nikala, toh wahan khade har mard ki saansein atak gayin.

Shailja ne aaj ek midnight blue velvet ki body-con dress pehni thi, jiska gala itna gehra tha ki uske bhari aur gore ubhaaron ki ghaati saaf jhalak rahi thi. Dress uske gadraye hue badan par itni kas kar chipki thi ki uske har curve—uske patli kamar se lekar uske bhari nitambon tak—ka nazaara kisi ko bhi pagal karne ke liye kaafi tha.

Uske piche Sonali utri, jo ek trendy mini-skirt aur blazer mein kaafi hot aur professional lag rahi thi. Maa-beti ki ye jodi jab hotel ke lobby se guzri, toh wahan ki fiza mein unke mehenge perfume aur ek ajeeb si sexual energy ghul gayi.

Boardroom mein Gulmohar Grand ke maalik, Mr. Vardhan, aur unke kuch khaas log intezar kar rahe the. Vardhan ek robila mard tha, par jaise hi Shailja ne kamre mein kadam rakha, uski nazrein Shailja ke chehre se hatkar uske ubharto hue badan par tikee reh gayin.

Shailja ne kursi par baithte waqt jaan-boojhkar apni ek taang dusri par rakhi (cross-legged), jisse uski dress thodi aur upar sarak gayi aur uski chikni gori jaanghon ka nazaara boardroom ki table ke niche chamakne laga.

Vardhan (behakti hui awaaz mein): "Miss Shailja... maine suna tha ki aapka kaam kamaal hai, par maine ye nahi socha tha ki uska 'source' itna khubsurat hoga. Aapki shaksiyat mein ek aisi garmi hai jo mere is hotel ke AC ko bhi fail kar rahi hai."

Shailja ne halka sa jhuk kar apni file aage badhayi, jisse uske gehre cleavage ka nazaara Vardhan ko bilkul kareeb se dikha. Usne apni aankhon mein ek shaitani chamak ke saath Vardhan ki taraf dekha.

Shailja: "Business mein garmi honi hi chahiye Mr. Vardhan, warna merger thanda pad jata hai. Kyun, aapko kya lagta hai?"

Sonali ne jab dekha ki Vardhan uski maa ke bhari nitambon ko tab nihaar raha tha jab wo samples dikhane ke liye khadi hui, toh wo gussa nahi hui balki muskura di. Use pata tha ki uski maa ab in cheezon ka maza leti hai.

Vardhan: "Shailja, aapke ye designs... aur aapke ye curves... dono hi international standard ke hain. Agar aap mere hotel ki uniforms design karengi, toh mujhe darr hai ki grahak uniforms ko hi dekhte reh jayenge."

Shailja ne wine ka glass uthaya aur uska ek sip lete hue Vardhan ke kaan ke paas jhuki. "Toh dekhne dijiye na... main chahti hoon ki log meri har cheez ko nihaarein. Mujhe pasand hai jab mard meri tareef karte hain, chahe wo meri akal ki ho... ya mere is badan ki."

Vardhan ne himmat karke Shailja ki naram kamar par halka sa hath rakha jab wo bahar ka view dikhane gayi. Shailja ne use roka nahi, balki thoda aur piche jhuk kar uske sparsh ko mehsoos kiya. Uske andar ki nayi aur besharam aurat is 'attention' se poori tarah jawan ho rahi thi.

Meeting ke baad, Vardhan ne unhe dinner ke liye invite kiya. "Aaj raat ka dinner mere penthouse suite mein hoga... sirf business discuss karne ke liye nahi, balki humare is 'connection' ko aur gehra karne ke liye."

Sonali ne apni maa ki taraf dekha aur ishara kiya. Shailja ne muskura kar haan keh diya.

Ab Shalini wo darr-darr ke jeene wali aurat nahi thi. Woh jaanti thi ki uske paas ek aisa shaktishali badan hai jiske dum par wo pure shehar ko apne kadmon mein rakh sakti hai. Vardhan toh bas ek shuruat thi.

Gulmohar Grand ke penthouse suite ki raatein aksar tanhayi mein beettin thin, par aaj wahan ek aisi aag jalne wali thi jiski garmi ne pure shehar ko apni lapet mein le lena tha. Dinner ke liye Shailja aur Sonali jab Vardhan ke suite mein pahunchin, toh Vardhan ki aankhon mein ek saaf-saaf bhook aur hawas dikh rahi thi, jise Shailja ne jaante-bujhte uksaya tha.

Shailja ne aaj ek sheer (jaaliदार) black lace saree pehni thi, jiska blouse backless tha aur samne se uske gadraye hue ubhaaron ka gehra cleavage dikha raha tha. Saree itni patli thi ki uske niche uski bhari aur gori jaanghon ka aakar saaf nazar aa raha tha. Har kadam par saree uske bhari nitambon par kas kar chipak jaati, jisse uski har adaa aur bhi katilana lagti. Sonali ne ek sexy cocktail dress pehni thi, par aaj ki raat ka focus poori tarah Shailja par tha.

Vardhan ne unka swagat kiya. Uski nazrein Shailja ke jism par tikki theen. Vardhan: "Shailja, aapki khubsurati ne toh chand ko bhi sharminda kar diya hai. Aaj mujhe lagta hai business ke alawa bhi bohot kuch discuss karna padega."

Shailja ne muskurate hue Vardhan ki taraf dekha aur jaan-boojhkar apne naram ubhaaron ko thoda aur ucha kiya. "Kyun nahi Mr. Vardhan? Jab baat business aur pleasure ki ho, toh main koi compromise nahi karti."

Dinner table par maahol bohot garam ho chuka tha. Vardhan baar-baar Shailja ke bhari-pure seene ko nihaar raha tha. Jab Shailja wine ka glass uthati, toh uski chikni bagalein dikhti thin, aur Vardhan ki saansein tez ho jaati thin.

Shailja ne jaan-boojhkar apne hath se wine ka ek boond apne ubhro ke beech gira diya. Shailja: "Oh dear, main kitni clumsy hoon." Usne dheere se apni ungli se us boond ko saaf kiya, aur Vardhan ki aankhon mein dekh kar halka sa muskurayi. Vardhan ki zubaan uske hothon par phir gayi.

Vardhan: "Clumsy nahi, Shailja... aap toh har angle se poori 'perfect' lagti hain. Kaash main... kaash main us boond ko khud saaf kar pata."

Shailja ne Vardhan ke pair par apna nanga paon ragda, jo usne sandal utar kar kiya tha. Vardhan uchal pada. Sonali ne ye sab dekha aur chupchap muskura di. Use apni maa ki ye nayi adayein pasand aa rahi thin.

Dinner ke baad, wo log living area mein aaye. Shailja ek bade, naram sofa par baithi aur Vardhan ko apne bagal mein baithne ka ishara kiya. Sonali thodi dur baithi apne phone mein kuch dekh rahi thi, jaise use in sab se koi matlab na ho.

Shailja ne dheere se apna hath Vardhan ki jaangh par rakha, jaise anjane mein. Vardhan ka jism thar-tharane laga. Vardhan: "Shailja... aap mujhe pagal kar dengi. Aapki hathon mein toh jaadu hai." Shailja ne Vardhan ke kaan mein dheere se kaha, "Jaadu toh abhi shuru hua hai Mr. Vardhan. Aapne abhi meri asli 'kala' dekhi kahan hai?"

Shailja ne apni saree ka pallu thoda niche sarakaya, jisse uske komal kandhe aur chikni peeth ka ek bada hissa dikhne laga. Vardhan ne himmat ki aur apna hath Shailja ke kandhe par rakh diya. Shailja ne use roka nahi, balki Vardhan ke hath ko apni naram kamar par niche ki taraf le gayi, jahan saree ki hook thi.

Vardhan ne jab Shailja ki bhari kamar ko chhua, toh uske hath kaanpne lage. Shailja ne ek gehri saans li aur Vardhan ke honthon ke kareeb apne honth laye. Shailja: "Mr. Vardhan... agar aap mere saath Gulmohar Grand ka merger chahte hain, toh aapko mujhe dikhana hoga ki aap kitne 'passionate' hain. Business mein bhi, aur..." Usne apni aankhon se Vardhan ke niche ke hisse ki taraf ishara kiya.

Vardhan ne sab kuch bhula diya. Usne Shalini ko apni bahon mein bhar liya aur uske rasile hothon ko choomne laga. Shailja ne Vardhan ko poori tarah apne kabze mein le liya tha. Woh ab majboor nahi thi, balki wo in mardon ko apni ungliyon par nachati thi. Use har mard ki hawas mein apni jeet dikhti thi. Vardhan jaisa mard uske saamne ek khilona ban chuka tha.

Sonali ne ye sab dekha aur ek lambi saans li. Uski maa ab darti nahi thi, balki wo shikar karti thi.

Shailja ki chaal itni shaatir thi ki Vardhan ko andaza bhi nahi hua ki usne apni poori kismat un do auraton ke naam likh di hai. Boardroom se lekar penthouse tak, har ek adaa aur har ek sparsh ek sochi-samjhi saazish ka hissa tha.

Vardhan ab Shailja ke bhari-pure jism ki garmi mein is kadar dooba tha ki use hosh hi nahi raha ki duniya kahan hai. Shailja ne uske kaan ke paas apne hoth le jaakar ek gehri siskari bhari, jisse Vardhan ki pakad uski naram kamar par aur sakht ho gayi.

Theek usi waqt, Sonali bade itminaan se uss bade sofe ke kone se uthi aur apne ek bade se purse se ek file nikali. Uske hath mein ek moti leather file thi. Usne dekha ki kaise Vardhan uski maa ke gehre cleavage mein nazrein gadaye baitha hai.

Sonali (professional lehje mein): "Excuse me, Mr. Vardhan. Merger ki kuch formalities reh gayi hain. Agar aap in papers par sign kar dein toh hum aaj hi is partnership ko 'seal' kar sakte hain."

Vardhan, jiski saansein Shailja ke gore badan ki khushbu se ukhad rahi thin, usne bina dekhe file pakdi. Usne socha ye wahi 1 saal ka contract hai, par use kya pata tha ki Sonali ne dimaag lagakar use 5 saal ka kar diya hai. Usne turant pen nikala aur Shailja ki nangi peeth par hath pherte hue jaldi se sign kar diye.

Jaise hi sign hue, Sonali ne file uthayi aur ek vijayi muskurahat apni maa ki taraf uchali. Duniya ke liye wo sirf business partners thin, koi sapne mein bhi nahi soch sakta tha ki ye dono maa-beti hain. Shailja ne Vardhan ki baahon mein thoda aur phisalte hue Sonali ki taraf dekha.

Shailja: "Sonali, tum jao aur office mein saari formalities puri karo. Aaj ka kaam bohot thaka dene wala tha... mujhe lagta hai Mr. Vardhan ke saath mujhe kuch 'extra time' bitana padega. Mera intezar mat karna, mujhe ghar aane mein der ho sakti hai."

Shailja ne ye bolte hue Sonali ko ek shararati aankh maari (wink). Us aankh maarne mein wahi besharmi thi jo ab unki nayi zindagi ka hissa thi.

Sonali (muskurate hue): "Sure, Shailja. Enjoy yourself. Mr. Vardhan, meri partner ka dhyan rakhiyega."

Sonali ne apni haseen maa ko us gair mard ki baahon mein, us aalishan suite mein akela chhoda aur baahar nikal gayi. Use pata tha ki uski maa ab shikar nahi, shikari hai.

Darwaza band hote hi Shailja ne Vardhan ki taraf dekha. Usne apne hath Vardhan ki gardan par lapet diye aur apni gori jaangh uski taangon ke beech fasa di.

Shailja: "Ab batayiye Mr. Vardhan... aapne itni badi deal sign ki hai, toh uska 'reward' (inaam) toh banta hai na?"

Vardhan ne Shailja ko utha kar sofa par patak diya. Shailja ki saree ka pallu poori tarah utar chuka tha, uske bhari aur naram ubhaar ab sirf us patle lace wale blouse mein qaid the jo phatne ko taiyar tha. Shailja ne khul kar apni hansi bikhari—ek aisi hansi jo ek azad aur besharam aurat ki thi, jise ab kisi maryada ya darr ki parwah nahi thi.

Vardhan ne uske gore pet par apne hoth rakhe aur niche sarakne laga. Shailja ne apna sar piche jhukaya aur suite ki roshni mein apne jism ka poora nazaara use lene diya. Wo jaanti thi ki aaj raat Vardhan uski har khwahish puri karega, aur badle mein wo usse Gulmohar Grand ki har chabi chin legi.

Vardhan ke penthouse suite mein madhosh karne wali khushbu aur madham roshni ke beech, Shailja ne apni besharmi ka wo naya roop dikhaya jise dekh kar Vardhan ki rooh tak kanp gayi. Sonali ke jate hi Shailja ne ek gehri siskari bhari aur sofa par thoda piche jhuk kar baith gayi, jisse uski midnight blue velvet dress uske bhari nitambon par aur bhi kas gayi.

Vardhan ab kisi bhookhe janwar ki tarah Shailja par jhuka. Shailja ne apne gore aur makhmali hath Vardhan ke baalon mein phansaye aur use apne kareeb khincha. Usne Vardhan ke kaan ke paas apne garam hoth le jaakar dhire se kaha, "Aaj raat tum sirf mere ho, Vardhan... aur main tumhare har armaan ko poora karungi."

Vardhan ne jab Shailja ke bhari-pure seene par apna hath rakha, toh Shailja ne apni aankhein band kar lin. Velvet ke niche se uske naram aur garam ubhaar Vardhan ki hatheliyon mein machalne lage. Vardhan ne dress ki zipper niche khinchi, aur Shailja ki gori nangi peeth suite ki roshni mein chamakne lagi.

Shailja ne apni dress niche girne di. Ab wo sirf apne lace wale kaale lingerie mein thi, jo uske gadraye hue badan ko sambhalne mein nakaam ho raha tha. Uske gore aur bhari nitamb sofa ki chamdi par ragad rahe the. Vardhan ne use utha kar penthouse ki kanch wali khidki ke paas khada kar diya, jahan se poora shehar dikh raha tha.

Vardhan ne piche se Shailja ki patli kamar pakdi aur uske gardan par apne hoth rakh diye. Shailja ne khidki ke kanch par apne dono hath rakhe aur thoda aage ki taraf jhuki (doggy style pose), jisse uske nitamb piche ki taraf ubhar aaye.

Vardhan (haampte hue): "Tum kitni rasili ho Shailja... mera sab kuch tumhara hai."

Shailja ne piche mudkar uski aankhon mein dekha, uski aankhon mein ab dard nahi, balki ek shaitani maza tha. "Toh lo Vardhan... jo tumhara hai, use hasil karo."

Vardhan ne bina der kiye Shailja ki gori jaanghon ko pakad kar unhe thoda aur phailaya. Jab usne pehli baar Shailja ke andar pravesh kiya, toh Shailja ki ek dardnak nahi, balki ek be-inteha maze wali cheekh nikli. 'Pacch-pacch' ki awaaz suite mein goonjne lagi. Har dhakke ke saath Shailja ka bhari jism kanch se takrata aur uske naram ubhaar upar-niche uchhalne lagte.

Shailja ne apne sar ko piche jhukaya aur Vardhan ke kandhe par apne daant gad diye. Wo har dhakke ka maza le rahi thi, kyunki har dhakka use ye ehsaas dila raha tha ki wo ab kitni taqatwar hai. Usne Vardhan ko apni ungliyon par nachaya tha, aur ab wo uske jism ko nichod rahi thi.

Dono ki pasine se nangi dehein ek-dusre se lipat rahi thin. Shailja ne palatkar Vardhan ko sofa par litaya aur khud uske upar sawar ho gayi (cowgirl style). Usne apne gore hath Vardhan ke seene par rakhe aur apni kamar ko ek ajeeb si raftar mein hilana shuru kiya. Uske bhari nitamb Vardhan ki jaanghon par zor-zor se baj rahe the.

Raat dhal rahi thi, par suite mein aag badhti ja rahi thi. Shailja ne Vardhan ko poori tarah nichod liya tha. Jab wo dono charam seema par pahunche, toh Shailja ne ek lambi aur gehri siskari bhari aur Vardhan ke upar hi dher ho gayi. Uska nanga aur gora badan Vardhan ki pasine se bhari chati par tezi se saans le raha tha.

Vardhan ko lag raha tha ki usne jannat paa li hai, par Shailja ke dimaag mein ab bhi business aur agla shikar tha. Usne Vardhan ke maathe ko chooma aur dhire se muskurayi—wo muskurahat ek aisi aurat ki thi jisne apni zillat ko apni sabse badi taqat bana liya tha.

Suraj ki pehli kiran ke saath jab Shailja apni Maybach se utri, uske chehre par thakaan nahi balki ek aisi chamak thi jo sirf ek badi fateh (victory) ke baad aati hai. Usne wahi midnight blue dress pehni thi, jo ab thodi silvaton se bhari thi, aur uske baal thode bikhre hue the jo uski raat ki darindagi aur maze ki gawahi de rahe the.

Mansion ke aalishan living room mein Sonali pehle se hi coffee ka mug liye baithi thi. Usne apni maa ko is haal mein dekha—unka gehra cleavage, bikhri hui surkhi (lipstick), aur unki aankhon mein wo vijayi muskurahat.

Sonali ne apni maa ko upar se niche tak nihara. Usne dekha ki Shailja ki gardan par Vardhan ke danton aur hothon ke laal nishaan saaf chamak rahe the.

Sonali (ek shararati muskurahat ke saath): "Good morning, partner. Lagta hai Gulmohar Grand ka 'merger' umeed se zyada gehra raha?"

Shailja ne apni heels utari aur nange paon chalte hue Sonali ke paas aayi. Usne Sonali ke hath se coffee ka mug liya aur ek ghoont bhara. Uska nanga aur gora badan subah ki roshni mein aur bhi rasila lag raha tha.

Shailja: "Vardhan ek accha khiladi hai Sonali, par use ye nahi pata ki usne kiske saath baazi lagayi hai. Usne mujhe apna jism diya, aur maine badle mein uske pure hotel ki kismat apne naam kar li."

Sonali ne table par wahi 5 saal wala contract rakha jis par Vardhan ne madhoshi mein sign kiye the.

Sonali: "Wo abhi tak soya hoga, ye soch kar ki usne aapke saath ek yaadgaar raat bitayi hai. Par jab use hosh aayega aur wo legal papers dekhega, tab use pata chalega ki wo agle 5 saal ke liye humari ungliyon par nachne wala hai. Mom, aapne waqayi use nichod liya."

Shailja ne contract ko chhुआ aur phir apne hothon se laga liya. Usne Sonali ki taraf dekha, uski aankhon mein ab wo purani bholi Shalini kahin nahi thi.

Shailja: "Use nichodna zaroori tha beta. Ye mard jaat tabhi jhukti hai jab unhe unki hi hawas ke jaal mein phansaya jaye. Aaj se Gulmohar Grand humara playground hai. Hum wahan jo chahe karenge, jise chahe nikalenge, aur Vardhan wahi karega jo hum kahenge."

Dono maa-beti ne ek-dusre ka hath thama. Unka rishta ab sirf khoon ka nahi, balki ek aisi partnership ka tha jahan wo dono milkar duniya par raaj karne wali thin.

Shailja: "Sonali, taiyar ho jao. Aaj sham ko humein Gulmohar Grand mein ek 'Victory Party' deni hai. Main chahti hoon ki pura shehar dekhe ki Shailja aur Sonali kya cheez hain. Aur Vardhan... wo wahan humare personal waiter ki tarah khada rahega."

Sonali ne apni maa ke gale lag kar unke naram kandhe ko thapthapaya. "Aap meri inspiration ho, Mom. Chaliye, ab aap thoda relax kar lijiye, sham ko humein phir se shikar par nikalna hai."

Shailja ne apne kamre ki taraf badhte hue apne bhari nitambon ko halka sa jhatka diya, jaise wo apne purane ateet ki dhool ko poori tarah jhad rahi ho. Woh ab ek nayi saltanat ki malkin thi.