Adultery Meri wife job me ya kahi or

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Rahul ghar mein akela baitha tha, gusse aur betrayal ke aag se jalta hua, dimag mein bas wohi video ghum raha tha – Anita ki gaand boss ke motay lund se phat rahi thi, wohi cheekhein "Sir... phaad diya... meri gaand jal rahi hai...", aur uske muh mein kachha thus ke humiliation. Usne socha, "Aaj Anita aayegi toh sab poochhunga... videos dikhaunga... poochhunga kyun dhoka diya... kyun boss ki rand ban gayi... kyun meri biwi ne mujhe bewafa banaya." Aansu beh rahe the, par lund abhi bhi hard tha – jealousy, gussa, aur wild arousal sab mix ho kar usko paagal kar rahe the.

Tabhi Anita ki maa ka phone aaya. Maa ki awaaz roti hui, "Beta Rahul... Anita ke papa ki tabiyat bahut kharab hai... minor heart attack aaya hai... hospital mein hain... tum log jaldi aa jao please." Rahul ka dil dhadak utha, gussa ek taraf, tension dusri taraf.

Usne Anita ko call kiya – pehli baar nahi uthaya. Dusri baar uthaya, par lambi lambi saansein le rahi thi, haanf rahi thi, jaise daud ke aayi ho ya... kuch aur kar rahi ho. Background mein halki si awaaz thi – jaise kisi door band hone ki, ya saans ki. "Hello... jaanu... haan... bol..."

Rahul ne poochha, "Kya hua baby? Aise kyun haanf rahi ho? Meeting khatam hui?"

Anita ne jaldi se bola, "Arre... call sun ke daud ke aayi hoon meeting se... phone seat pe hi chhut gaya tha... abhi boss se baat karke leave le rahi hoon. Kya hua?"

Rahul ne bola, "Teri maa ka phone aaya... papa ki tabiyat kharab hai... heart attack... hospital mein hain. Jaldi ghar aana padega."

Anita shocked, "Ohh... main abhi boss se baat karke leave leke aati hoon. Tum car leke aao, main office se direct milti hoon." Uske voice mein thoda sa tremble tha, jaise excitement ya guilt mix.

Shaam ko dono Anita ke ghar pahunche. Papa hospital mein the – minor heart attack tha, bach gaye the, par doctor ne kaha rest chahiye, koi saath rahe. Ghar mein koi nahi tha, isliye Anita ruk gayi ek hafte ke liye. Rahul wapas akele ghar aa gaya – room mein akela, dimag mein chaos. Bahut mann tha baat karne ka, videos dikha ke poochhne ka, par ab nahi kar paya. Raat bhar jaagta raha, sochta raha "Meri biwi boss ki rand ban chuki hai... gaand gift deke aayi thi shaadi mein... chi..."

Agle din Rahul office gaya. Dimag abhi bhi usi mein tha. Lunch break mein Jeevan se baat hui, kaam ki baatein, par Rahul ka dhyan nahi tha. Phir khana khane gaya toh Pooja mili – aaj tight blue jeans mein, ass killer lag rahi thi, gaand hilti hui har kadam pe, upar white crop top, navel khula, boobs ka shape saaf, nipples thode hard the AC se ya excitement se. Javed bhi saath tha.

Jaeevan ne Rahul ko dekha, "Saale mat dekh parayi aurat ko."

Rahul bola, "Arre yahi Pooja hai."

Javed excited, "Achha... woh bhenchod kya maal hai yaar... iska figure bhabhi jaisa hi hai... mast boobs, gaand... hayeee."

Rahul ne gusse se, "Ht be..."

Javed ne sorry bola, "Sorry yaar... waise nahi bol raha tha... tu bhabhi ko chodta hai, mujhe iski dila de na."

Rahul ne gusse mein, "Hat saale kamine."

Pooja se hello hua, thodi baatein – Pooja ne flirt kiya, "Rahul ji... Bhabhi nhi hain to Ladko k sath ghum rhe ho" Rahul has bola, "are yr Mera friend hai Jeevan sath me kaam krte hain."
Hello hi hue donu me

Jeevan ko call aaya to woh chala gaya. Pooja aur Rahul akela baith gaye. Baatein shuru hui.

Pooja ne smile di, "Rahul ji... aap bahut handsome ho... Anita lucky hai. Par aap bhi toh dekhte ho mujhe... kal tattoo wali baat..."

Rahul ne flirt kiya, "Haan... mast lagti ho... figure killer hai. Jeans mein aaj to bs aap kamal lag rhe ho... hayeee."

Pooja hasi, "Oho... nazar andar tak jaati hai... zyada andar mat dalo warna Anita mar degi."

Rahul ne haske, "Agar Anita nahi hoti toh?"

Pooja ne wink di, "Toh shayad... kuch hota. Aapki nazar mein woh aag hai..."

Rahul ka lund pant mein khada ho gaya, woh soch raha tha "Yeh ladki bhi... Anita ki tarah flirt kar rahi hai... par main... main abhi bhi usse pyar karta hoon... ya nahi?"

Sham ko milne ka plan bana – "Shaam ko coffee pe milte hain?" Pooja ne haan bola, "Haan... aur thoda zyada time... baatein karenge."

Aise hi 4 din beet gaye – Rahul office jaata, Pooja se lunch, coffee, baatein. Flirting aage nikal gayi – Pooja kamar mein touch karti, Rahul haath uski thighs pe rakh deta, Pooja kuch nahi bolti, bas smile deti, kabhi kabhi uski ungliyan Rahul ke haath mein phirati. Dinner hone lage – restaurant mein, haath pakadna, whisper mein double meaning, "Rahul ji.. aapki biwi door hai... mann kar raha hai na kuch karne ka? Ya bs apne hathon ka sath chl ra hahaha.."

Rahul ka dil dhadakta, "Pooja... yeh galat hai... par tum... tum bahut hot ho... aapki gaand dekh ke... ahh..."

Pooja ne haath uski thigh pe rakha, "Toh kar lo na... ek raat... sirf ek raat...hahaha"
Anita se baat hoti thi bich bich me par abi tak Rahul ne nhi pucha tha socha jab wapas aaunga tab puchunga Anita or bachha vhi the.

Ek raat dono pub gaye – daaru pi, nashe mein dono garam ho gaye. Shots, cocktails, dance floor pe close dance – Pooja ki gaand Rahul ke lund pe ragad rahi thi, Rahul ke haath uski kamar pe, boobs dab rahe the. Pooja uska pura sath de rhi thi.

Pooja ne bhut pee li thi apne ghar ka rasta tak nhi bta pa rhi thi Rahul usko leke aaya apne ghar pe. Guest room me usne pooja ko litaya, Pooja ne bade pyar se dekha, aankhein aankhon mein, haath Rahul ke gaal pe. Kiss hua – deep, wild kiss, zubaan andar, haath Pooja ke boobs pe. Pooja moan ki, "Ahhh... Rahul... kitna josh hai tum mein... chuso mujhe... meri chut geeli ho gayi hai tumhare liye..."

Rahul ne usko bed pe dhakka diya, top upar kiya, bra kholi – boobs bahar, nipples hard aur pink. Chusne laga, bite kiya, Pooja "Ahhh... yes... chuso zor se... meri nipples phaad do... ahhhh..." Usne Rahul ke pajama neeche kiya, lund bahar nikala, haath mein pakda, "Kitna mota hai... mujhe chahiye yeh..."

Par suddenly Rahul ruk gaya, utha, aankhein band ki, "Nahi Pooja... main shaadi-shuda hoon... yeh galat hai... main nahi kar sakta. Anita... meri biwi... usne dhoka diya, par main... main nahi kar sakta."

Pooja hairaan, "Rahul... kya hua? Itna josh me thi mai.. tum mujhe chah rahe the na?"

Rahul bola, "Sorry... main ja raha hoon." Woh wahan se chala gaya, Pooja ko pyasa chod ke, uski chut geeli, boobs hard, par Rahul ka dil toota hua tha.

Vo apne room me gya bed pe let gaya – dimag mein Anita ki betrayal, Pooja ka temptation, sab mix. Usne socha, "Anita ne dhoka diya... main bhi kyun na... par nahi... main usse pyar karta hoon... par yeh sab sach hai toh... kal jab wapas aayegi, sab bataunga usko. Videos dikhaunga, poochhunga kyun... kyun boss ki rand ban gayi... kyun meri biwi ne mujhe bewafa banaya."

Rahul raat bhar jaagta raha, dil toota hua, par gussa aur lust se bhara. Tabhi ek msg aaya Jeevan ka
Ye dekh 1 min ki hai but mst hai office ki hai.