Adultery Pativrata se Hotwife: Ek Anokha Safar

[Joker44]

Agli subah ghar ka mahaul bada hi ajeeb aur bhari tha. Amrita wapas aa chuki thi, aur ghar mein ab ek 'perfect family' ka naqaab pehna ja chuka tha. Geeti ne aaj wahi yellow transparent chiffon saree pehni thi, jiske niche usne koi petticoat nahi pehna tha—sirf ek barik lace wali panty thi jo uske gore jism se chipki hui thi. Uski kamar ki sone ki chain blue saree ke paar se bijli ki tarah chamak rahi thi.
Soham ne kitchen mein Geeti ko bye kiya, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Amrita bhi wahi thi, nashta kar rahi thi aur muskura kar Geeti ko dekh rahi thi.
"Didi, aaj aap bohut pyaari lag rahi ho... yeh saree kaafi bold hai na?" Amrita ne shararat se pucha.
Geeti thoda hichkichayi, "Woh... Soham ne dilaayi hai. Office mein thoda presentation hai aaj." Usne Soham ki taraf ek nasheeli nazar daali aur bank ke liye nikal gayi. Uski payal ki chhunn-chhunn darwaza band hone tak sunayi deti rahi.
Jaise hi Geeti gayi aur ghar mein sannata chhaya, kamre ki fiza ek dum se badal gayi. Soham jo abhi tak ek 'achha pati' banne ka natak kar raha tha, uska rukh ab Amrita ki taraf tha.
Amrita ne bina waqt ganwaye Soham ki taraf qadam badhaye aur use behad kaskar gale laga liya (hugged tightly). Uska jawan jism Soham ke seene se sat gaya. Soham ne bhi use apni baahon mein bharch liya aur dono ek passionate kiss mein kho gaye. Woh kiss sirf ek saadharan chumban nahi tha, usme mahino ki bhookh aur ek ganda raaz chhupa tha.
Soham ka haath Amrita ke kamar se hota hua uske top ke niche jaane hi wala tha ki Amrita ne jhatke se uska haath pakad liya aur use roka.



Soham ka haath Amrita ke kamar se hota hua uske top ke niche jaane hi wala tha ki Amrita ne jhatke se uska haath pakad liya aur use roka.
"Ruko, Jiju... itni jaldi kya hai?" Amrita ne haanfte hue pucha, uski aankhon mein ek shaitani chamak thi.
Soham ne use ghoorte hue pucha, "Kya hua Amrita? Tumhe pata hai main tumhare liye kitna pagal hoon."
Amrita ne Soham ke shirt ke button se khelte hue pucha, "Pehle mujhe sach sach bataiye... kya Didi ne dusre mardon ko date karna shuru kar diya hai?"
Soham ek pal ke liye thithak gaya, phir usne ek teerchi muskurahat di. "Nahi... abhi tak toh nahi. Par woh us raaste par nikal chuki hai. Kal raat hi usne 5000 logon ke samne apna jalwa dikhaya hai. Woh ab bohut 'ready' lag rahi hai."
Amrita ne ek thandi saans li aur piche hat gayi. "Toh phir aapko intezaar karna hoga, Jiju. Maine aapse kaha tha na... jab tak Didi dusre mardon ke saath bahar nahi jati, tab tak main aapke saath poori tarah 'involved' nahi ho sakti."
Soham ne Amrita ko kareeb kheecha aur apni naak ko Amrita ki naak se ragada (brushed her nose). "Main intezaar karunga. Geeti ab phatne ki kagaar par hai. Kal bank mein Raghavan ne use bulaya hai... aur main jaanta hoon wahan kya hoga."
Amrita ne Soham ki aankhon mein dekha aur ek gehri baat kahi. "Agar Didi ne dusre mardon ko date karna shuru kar diya... tab main poori tarah aapki hoon. Hum dono milkar unhe share karenge, par pehle unhe 'raste' par aane dijiye."
Soham ne Amrita ke gaal ko halke se chumma. "Woh raste par aa chuki hai Amrita. Aaj bank mein jo hoga, uske baad woh khud mangegi ki koi anjaan mard use chhuye."
Amrita ne ek naughty smile di aur kitchen ki taraf nikal gayi, Soham ko wahi tadapta hua chhod kar.

Bank ka record room (file room) hamesha shant, dhundhla aur purani files ki mehak se bhara hota tha. Wahan aam taur par koi aata-jata nahi tha. Geeti ek kone wale rack ke paas khadi agle quarter ke audit ki files dhoondh rahi thi.
Aaj usne wahi dark yellow transparent chiffon saree pehni thi. Saree itni barik thi ki kamre ki madham roshni mein bhi uske gore jism ka har ek mod, uski deep backless blouse ki dori, aur saree ke niche pehni hui patli lace panty ka outline saaf jhalak raha tha. Kal raat ke us wild 5K live stream aur apne hi hathon se kiye gaye us gande orgasm ke baad, Geeti ka jism aaj kisi aag ki tarah tap raha tha. Uski chandi ki payal har qadam par 'chhunn-chhunn' karke us sannate ko cheer rahi thi.
Tabhi, darwaza halke se khula aur band ho gaya.



Andar Raghavan aaya tha. Raghavan ne Geeti ka woh 'Live Stream' nahi dekha tha, use Geeti ke us gande raaz ke baare mein kuch nahi pata tha. Par pichle kuch dino se Geeti ka jo naya 'bold' aur 'seductive' roop usne dekha tha, usne is sakht Branch Head ke dimaag ko hawas se bhar diya tha. Ek aam, boring si manager aurat achanak se ek husn ki pari ban gayi thi, aur Raghavan jaise power-hungry mard ke liye aisi aurat ko hasil karna ek nasha ban chuka tha.
Raghavan ne apni qadmon ki aawaaz dabate hue Geeti ko piche se dekha. Geeti ka dhyaan files par tha. Raghavan ki nigaahein Geeti ki nangi gori peeth se hote hue uski patli kamar par ruki, jahan woh sone ki chain blue chiffon ke aar-paar halke se chamak rahi thi. Raghavan ka gala sookh gaya. Uska mardana guroor jaag utha. Woh koi sasta mazdoor ya chaprasi nahi tha jo achanak se chhoo le; woh ek boss tha, aur woh Geeti ko apne rutbe (power) aur charm se seduce karna chahta tha.
Geeti upar ki shelf se ek moti file nikalne ke liye apne pairo ke panjon par khadi hui. Uske stretch hote hi uski dark blue saree aur upar khisk gayi, uski gori naabhi (navel) aur kamar ka hissa poori tarah expose ho gaya.
Bina koi aawaaz kiye, Raghavan bilkul Geeti ke piche aakar khada ho gaya. Uske jism aur Geeti ki nangi peeth ke beech ab sirf ek inch ka fasla tha.
Jaise hi Geeti ka haath file tak pahuncha, Raghavan ne apna lamba aur mazboot haath Geeti ke bilkul upar se nikala aur us file ko pakad liya. Uska chauda seena Geeti ki peeth ko halke se, par behad 'intentional' tareeqe se chhu gaya.
Geeti ke jism mein bijli daud gayi. Usne jhatke se saans li aur uski payal baj uthi. Usne piche mudne ki koshish ki par Raghavan dono hathon ko rack par tika kar uske bilkul kareeb khada tha. Geeti ab rack aur Raghavan ke chaude jism ke beech poori tarah qaid ho chuki thi.
"Bhaari files nikalne ke liye kisi staff ko bula liya karo, Mrs. Geeti..." Raghavan ne uske bilkul kaan ke paas jhuk kar apni bhari, mardana aawaaz mein whisper kiya. Uske mehnge aftershave aur raw mardana garmi ki mehak ne Geeti ke nashe ko aur badha diya.



R-Raghavan Sir... aap?" Geeti ki aawaaz kaanp rahi thi. Woh ghabra rahi thi, par uska 'Hotwife' jism is powerful dominance par poori tarah excite ho raha tha. Uski panty apne aap geeli hone lagi.
"Main yahan se guzar raha tha, aur maine dekha ki meri sabse kaabil... aur sabse khoobsurat manager akele files dhoondh rahi hai," Raghavan ne apni aawaaz ko aur bhi deep aur seductive banate hue kaha. Woh piche nahi hata. Usne jaan-boojhkar apne nichle hisse ko Geeti ke bhari nitambon (hips) ke bilkul kareeb rakha. Raghavan ka lund uski formal pant mein sakht hone laga tha, aur Geeti ko uski garmi apni peeth par mehsoos ho rahi thi.
Raghavan zabardasti nahi kar raha tha, par woh Geeti ko feel karwa raha tha ki woh uski mutthi mein hai. Usne apna ek haath dhire se niche laya aur Geeti ki saree ke pallu ko halke se adjust karne ke bahaane, uski gori kamar ko apni ungli ke pichle hisse (back of his finger) se chhua.
Zzzzt. Ek current sa daud gaya Geeti ke jism mein. "S-Sir... koi aa jayega..." Geeti ne haanfte hue kaha. Uska sanskari dimaag use rok raha tha, par usne Raghavan ko piche dhakka nahi diya.
"Yahan koi nahi aata, Geeti," Raghavan ne uske kandhe par jhukte hue, uski gardan ke paas apni garam saans chhodi. "Tum aaj bohut... alag lag rahi ho. Yeh dark blue rang, aur yeh chain... tum janti ho na tum bank ke mardon ka dhyan kitna bhatka rahi ho? Mera dhyan kitna bhatka rahi ho?"
Geeti ne apni aankhein band kar lin. Uski saansein tez ho gayin, aur uska bhara hua seena Raghavan ki baazu se ragad khane laga. Raghavan apne power play ko aur aage badhane wala tha. Usne decide kar liya tha ki woh aaj Geeti ki is sone ki chain ko apne hathon se khholega. Uska haath Geeti ki naabhi ki taraf badhne hi wala tha...
"Ma'am? Geeti Ma'am? Aap yahan hain?"




Achanak file room ke bahar se Rohan (intern) ki aawaaz aayi aur darwaze ka handle ghooma.
Geeti ki aankhein jhatke se khulin. Dar ke maare usne aage ki taraf move karna chaha, par rack hone ki wajah se woh piche ki taraf giri (fell back). Uski nangi, gori peeth seedha Raghavan ke chaude seene se zor se takrayi aur uske bhari nitamb (hips) Raghavan ke sakht lund par ragad kha gaye.
Darwaza khula aur Rohan andar aaya. Uske haath mein kuch papers the.
Raghavan ne ek mili-second mein apna haath peeche kheench liya aur Geeti se do qadam door hat gaya. Par uske chehre par hawas aur achanak aayi is rukaawat ka behad gussa saaf dikh raha tha. Woh itna 'horny' ho chuka tha ki uske lund mein dard ho raha tha, aur theek uske shikaar ke u-turn lene ke waqt is intern ne sab kharab kar diya tha.
Geeti buri tarah haanf rahi thi, uska pallu thoda khiska hua tha aur uska chehra sharam aur darr se laal tha. Usne jaldi se khud ko sambhala.
"K-kya hai Rohan?" Geeti ne apni kaanpti hui aawaaz ko theek karne ki koshish ki.
Rohan ne Geeti aur Raghavan ko ek saath file room ke us chote se kone mein dekha. Use ajeeb zaroor laga, par usne Raghavan ki gusse se bhari nigaah dekh kar apni nazrein jhuka lin. "S-sorry Sir... Ma'am, woh cashier counter par ek signature chahiye the."
Raghavan ne apne suit ka button lagaya. Uski aankhein gusse se laal thin. Usne Rohan ko ek aisi nazar se dekha jaise use zinda chaba jayega. "Tumhe knock karna nahi sikhaya kisi ne? Go back to your desk. Madam abhi aa rahi hain."
"Y-yes Sir," Rohan ghabra kar wahan se nikal gaya.
File room mein phir se khamoshi chha gayi. Par is baar khamoshi mein romance nahi, Raghavan ka frustation bhara gussa tha. Usne Geeti ki taraf dekha. Geeti abhi bhi kaanp rahi thi, aur uski dark blue saree uske pasine se uski skin par chipak gayi thi.
Raghavan Geeti ke bilkul paas aaya, par is baar usne chhua nahi. Usne sirf Geeti ki aankhon mein dekha aur ek bhari, dhimi aawaaz mein kaha, "Tumhara yeh naya roop mere dimaag se nikal nahi raha hai, Geeti. Aur main jo cheez chahta hoon, use haasil karke rehta hoon. Aaj tum bach gayi... par kal humara 'official' meeting hoga... mere upar wale cabin mein. Be ready."
Raghavan apne leather shoes ko farsh par patakta hua wahan se nikal gaya, piche Geeti ko chhod kar... jo darr, sharam aur be-panah hawas ke nashe mein wahi rack ke sahare fisal kar zameen par baith gayi. Uski panty is chhote se 'close moment' mein hi poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi.

Bank se nikalte waqt Geeti ke jism ka tapmaan kisi ubalte hue paani jaisa tha. Raghavan ke us record room wale 'close encounter' ne uski rooh tak ko jhanjhana diya tha. Woh dark blue chiffon saree ab uske pasine se uski skin par chipak chuki thi, aur uski sone ki kamarband uski naabhi ke paas har saans ke saath tharthara rahi thi.
Geeti bus mein chadhi aur pichli khali seat par ja kar baith gayi. Bahar sham ka dhalta hua suraj aur sheher ki bheed dikh rahi thi, par Geeti ki aankhon mein sirf Raghavan ka woh sakht chehra aur Soham ki woh 'live stream' wali baatein ghoom rahi thin. Usne notice hi nahi kiya ki wahi purana mazdoor (labourer), wahi sasta aur ganda shakhs, dubaara uske bagal wali seat par aa kar baith gaya hai.
"Aaj toh aapne kamaal hi kar diya, Madam..." us mard ki bhari aur khurduri aawaaz Geeti ke kaan se takrayi.
Geeti jhatke se palti. Uska dil halkak kar halaq mein aa gaya. Wahi mard! Usne dekha ki us mard ki aankhon mein aaj ek alag hi kashish aur haq tha.
"T-tum phir se?" Geeti ne haklate hue kaha, par uski aawaaz mein woh manager wali sakhti bilkul gayab thi.
Us mard ne apna wahi purana phone nikala aur screen Geeti ke chehre ke paas kar di. "Maine aapka Live Show dekha. 5000 logon ke samne aapne jo jalwa dikhaya... uff! Yeh sone ki chain wahi hai na?" Usne apna account dikhaya, jisme usne Geeti ki har ek 'dirty' photo ko like kiya tha aur gande comments kiye the.


Geeti shock mein thi, par usse kahin zyada woh aroused thi. Use yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki uske is 'digital' gunah ka gawah uske bilkul bagal mein baitha hai. Usne dhire se sar hila diya (noded). Bus lagbhag khali thi, sirf aage ek-do log baithe the jo apni hi dhun mein the.
Geeti ne uthne ki koshish ki, "Mujhe... mujhe jaana hai."
Lekin us mard ka khurdura, matti se sana haath achanak Geeti ki dono jaanghon ke beech (between her thighs) aa gira. Usne Geeti ko uthne hi nahi diya. Chiffon ki patli saree ke paar se us mard ne Geeti ki woh 'heat' mehsoos kar li jo Raghavan ne bank mein paida ki thi.
"Kahan jayengi Madam? Abhi toh khel shuru hua hai," usne apna doosra haath Geeti ke nange kandhe (shoulder) par rakha aur use seat se chipka diya.
Geeti cheekhna chahti thi, par uske muh se aawaaz nahi nikli. Soham ne mahino se use chhua nahi tha, sirf 'tasks' diye the. Raghavan ne aaj dopahar use sirf 'vulnerable' (kamzor) banakar chhod diya tha. Geeti ko is waqt ek 'asli mard' ki raw mardangi ki zaroorat thi, bhale hi woh mard sasta aur ganda kyun na ho.
Us mazdoor ne apni ungliyan Geeti ki gori jaanghon par ragadna shuru kiya. "Mmmhh... kitni garm hain aap... jaise koi bhatti jal rahi ho."



Geeti ka badan akadne (ache) laga. Uske muh se dhimi-dhimi siskariyan (soft moans) nikalne lagin. Us mazdoor ne ab apni speed badha di. Woh uski jaanghon ko itni zor se ragad raha tha ki Geeti ko un khurdure hathon ki jalan mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon mil raha tha.
"Please... yahan nahi... ahhh..." Geeti ne aankhein kaskar band kar lin. Uski yellow saree ab us mard ke hathon mein kuchli ja rahi thi.
Us mard ne apna haath Geeti ki panty ke andar daalne ki koshish ki, par Geeti ne jhatke se uska haath pakad kar rok diya. Uska sanskari dimaag abhi bhi thoda bacha tha. "Nahi... itna nahi..."
Mazdoor ne ek shaitani muskurahat di aur apna haath panty ke upar se hi ragadna shuru kar diya.
"Theek hai Madam... upar se hi sahi." Usne apni hatheli ko Geeti ki us raseeli daraar par kaskar ragada. Geeti ki lace wali panty pehle hi bahaav (cum) se bhari geeli aur chip-chipi (heavy wet) ho chuki thi. Jab us mard ka haath us geelapan se takraya, toh bus ki seat par ek 'squish-squish' ki gandi aawaaz aane lagi.




Uff... kitna paani chhoda hai aapne... Husband ne bohut tadpaya lagta hai?" usne Geeti ke kaan mein gandi baat kahi.
Geeti ab kabu se bahar thi. Usne apna sar bus ki window par tika diya aur haanfne lagi. Us mard ki ragad itni tezi se badhi ki Geeti ko laga uska jism phat jayega.
"Ahhhh! Yes... oh God... mmmhhhh!"
Aur phir... bina kisi warning ke, Geeti ka jism jhatke khane laga. Woh panty ke upar se hi burst out (cum) ho gayi. Uska garam ras itni tezi se nikala ki us mazdoor ki hatheli poori tarah se bhig gayi. Usne Geeti ke us garm bahaav ki geelapan (wetness) ko apni mutthi mein mehsoos kiya.
"Hahahaha!" Woh mard jordaar hansa, ek victorious laugh. Usne apna geela haath Geeti ke chehre ke samne kiya. "Dekhiye Madam... aapki 'High Class' mardangi mere hathon mein beh rahi hai."
Geeti bedamm hokar seat par dher ho gayi. Uski blue saree par ab ek geela dhabba saaf dikh raha tha. Woh 'Manager' nahi rahi thi, woh sirf ek 'pyaasi aurat' thi jo ek mazdoor ke hathon bus mein hi tabaah ho gayi thi.


Bus ka stop nazdeek aa raha tha, aur Geeti ke jism ke andar ek bhayankar yuddh chal raha tha. Woh mazdoor ab aur bhi zyada nidar (bold) ho gaya tha. Usne Geeti ke kaan ke paas apna chehra laya, uski sasti bidi aur paseene ki teekhi smell Geeti ke 'high-class' perfume ke saath mil kar ek ajeeb hi nasha paida kar rahi thi.
"Madam... agla stop mera hai. Mere saath chaliye... ek baar mere saath us kacchi basti mein chaliye, aapko jannat ka maza chakha dunga," usne ek shaitani muskurahat ke saath kaha.
Geeti ne ek pal ke liye apni aankhein band kin aur imagine kiya—ek purani, toot-footi khatiya (cot), ek andhera kamra jahan sirf ek sasta pankha chal raha ho, aur yeh mazdoor use kisi janwar ki tarah, bina kisi tameez ke, apni raw mardangi se kuchal raha ho. Usne imagine kiya ki yeh ganda mard use kisi kutti ki tarah khatiya par patak kar uske is 'Manager' wale guroor ko mitti mein mila dega. Us khayal se hi Geeti ki chut mein ek ajeeb si 'chulbul' (tingling) mach gayi, uska jism phir se garam hone laga.
Lekin uska bacha-kucha 'Sanskari' dimaag aur bank ki izzat ne use rok liya. "Nahi... main nahi aa sakti. Mujhe ghar jaana hai," usne haanfte hue mana kar diya.
Mazdoor ko pata tha ki Geeti ab poori tarah uske jaal mein hai. Usne ek gehri nazar Geeti ki blue saree par pade us geele dhabbe par daali jo abhi-abhi uske cum se bana tha. "Theek hai Madam... mat aaiye. Lekin mujhe apna ek 'tohfa' dekar jaiye." Usne Geeti ki jaanghon ke beech hath pherte hue dhime se kaha, "Mujhe apni yeh geeli panty chahiye."
Geeti ka dil dhak-dhak karne laga. "Kya? Pagal ho gaye ho? Main... main kaise...?"
"Dena toh padega Madam, varna main yahi bus mein shor macha dunga ki Bank Manager Madam mere saath kya gul khila rahi thin," usne blackmail karte hue kaha, par uski aankhon mein hawas saaf thi.
Geeti ne charon taraf dekha. Bus lagbhag khali thi, par stop aane wala tha. Use pata tha ki yeh mard use aise hi nahi chhodega. Usne ek behad besharm faisla liya. Usne apni blue saree ko dhire se upar kheencha, itna ki uski gori jaanghein mazdoor ko dikhne lagin. Usne apne jism ko thoda lachkaya aur apni lace wali geeli panty ko dhire-dhire niche sarkaane lagi.
Slurp... Uski panty itni zyada geeli aur chip-chipi thi ki jab woh uski skin se alag hui, toh ek raseeli aawaaz aayi. Geeti ne apni dono taangein thodi kholi aur us mard ki hatheli par apni woh garam, raseeli aur badbudar (musky) panty rakh di.



Mazdoor ne woh geeli panty li aur turant use apne chehre par chipka liya. Usne Geeti ke us garm bahaav ki mehak ko gehri saans ke saath apne andar khincha aur use chaatne (lick) laga. "Uff... kya swad hai aapka, Madam!"

Geeti ka stop aa gaya tha. Woh bedamm halat mein khadi hui, apne pallu ko adjust kiya aur ladkhadate qadmon se bus se niche utar gayi. Usne piche mudkar nahi dekha, par use mehsoos ho raha tha ki uski saree ke niche ab woh nangi hai, bina kisi underwear ke, aur uska cum abhi bhi uski jaanghon par beh raha hai.




Geeti jab ghar pahunchi, toh darwaza Soham ne khola. Soham ne dekha ki Geeti ke chehre par ek ajeeb sa 'empty' look tha, jaise uska sab kuch loot chuka ho.
"Geeti? Itni late? Aur tumhari saree... yeh geela nishaan kaisa hai?" Soham ne jaan-boojhkar pucha, halanki woh sab samajh raha tha.
Geeti ne bina kuch kahe Soham ko gale lagaya aur uske kaan mein whisper kiya, "Soham... main... main bus mein apni panty de aayi hoon. Main nangi hoon niche se... aur main darr rahi hoon ki mujhe yeh 'gandagi' itni pasand kyun aa rahi hai."
Soham ne Geeti ki kamar ko kaskar pakda aur uski sone ki chain ko mehsoos kiya. "Kyunki tum ab 'DesiHotwife' ho, Geeti. Aur tumhari story par itne DMs aaye hain ki tum soch bhi nahi sakti. 
Geeti ne aankhein band kar lin. Woh darr rahi thi, par uski chut abhi bhi us mazdoor ke ehsaas se tadap rahi rahi thi.