Adultery Pativrata se Hotwife: Ek Anokha Safar

[Joker44]

Agli subah ki dhoop ghar ke living room mein aa rahi thi. Raat ke us toofan aur bus ke us gande hadse ke baad, subah ka mahaul thoda shant aur 'cozy' tha. Geeti ek aam, dhili-dhali, oversized t-shirt aur cotton ke shorts pehne hue rui (cushion) par piche tek lagaye baithi thi. Uske haath mein coffee ka mug tha, aur uski uljhi hui zulfen uske chehre par gir rahi thin. Soham bhi uske bagal mein baitha tha, apna phone check kar raha tha.
Geeti ki taangein Soham ki god mein thin, aur woh dono raat ki us madhoshi aur us bus wale mazdoor ki baatein dhimi aawaaz mein kar rahe the. Ek ajeeb sa sukoon tha—ek husband aur wife ke beech apne sabse gande raaz share karne ka sukoon.
Tabhi Soham ka phone bja. Screen par 'Mummy' flash ho raha tha.
Soham ne phone uthaya. "Haan Maa... kya? Aap log station par ho? Mumbai aa gaye? Seedha ghar aa rahe ho... theek hai, theek hai, aaiye."
Soham ne phone kaata aur uski aankhein phati ki phati reh gayin. "Geeti... Mom aur Dad sheher mein hain. Woh log seedha yahan aa rahe hain, bas 15 minute mein pahunch jayenge!"
Geeti ka coffee ka mug hath se chhootne se baal-baal bacha. "Kya?! Abhi? Oh my god!"
Ek second pehle jo aurat 'Hotwife' banne ke sapne dekh rahi thi, woh ab achanak se ek ghabrayi hui bahu ban gayi. Geeti bed se aisi uchhli jaise current laga ho. "Soham, jaldi se living room saaf karo! Woh dildo aur wo gande kapde bathroom se hatao!"
Geeti bhagti hui bedroom mein gayi. Usne apne kapdon ki almirah kholi. Aaj use apni cleavage, apni back ya apni kamar nahi dikhani thi. Aaj use wahi purani 'sojwal' (sanskari) Geeti banna tha. Usne jaldi se ek traditional, bhari hui maroon cotton-silk ki saree nikali. Usne ek proper, high-neck blouse pehna aur saree ko aise bandha ki uske jism ka ek inch bhi expose na ho. Pallu ko kandhe par kaskar pin-up kar liya. Aaine ke saamne khade hokar usne apni maang mein lamba sindoor bhara, mathe par ek badi si maroon bindi lagayi, aur apne baalon ka ek neat juda (bun) bana liya.
Par ek gandi aadat jo usse nahi chhuti... usne saree ke andar petticoat toh pehna, par apni naabhi par bandhi woh sone ki kamarband (waist chain) nahi utari. Woh chain abhi bhi uski skin se chipki hui thi, ek chhupa hua raaz bankar, jo use har pal yaad dila raha tha ki is sanskari roop ke piche woh kitni gandi ho chuki hai.
Theek 15 minute baad doorbell baji.
Geeti ne jaldi se ek gehri saans li, apne chehre par ek masoom, aadarsh bahu wali muskurahat laayi aur darwaza khola.
Darwaze par uske saas-sasur khade the, aur unke theek piche khada tha ek lamba, dubla-patla, jawan ladka. Woh Soham ka chacha ka beta, Aditya tha.


"Namaste Mummy ji, Namaste Papa ji," Geeti ne aage badhkar bilkul aadarsh bahu ki tarah un dono ke pair chhue. Unhone aashirwad diya.
"Arre Bhabhi, aur main?" piche se ek behad energetic aur josh se bhari aawaaz aayi. Aditya aage aaya. Woh bees (20) saal ka jawan, fresh college graduate tha. Uske chehre par ek masoomiyat thi, par uski aankhon mein naye sheher aur azaadi ki chamak thi. Usne simple t-shirt aur jeans pehni thi.
"Hii Bhaiya! Hii Bhabhi!" Aditya ne ek chaudi muskurahat ke saath kaha.
"Aditya! Kaisa hai tu? Itna bada ho gaya," Geeti ne muskurate hue kaha, halanki uski nazrein thodi jhuki hui thin, bilkul ek sharmili bhabhi ki tarah.
Sab log living room mein aakar baith gaye. Aditya ki baten shuru ho gayin, woh bohut excited tha. "Bhaiya, mera B.Tech poora ho gaya aur mujhe yahi Nanded ke IT park mein job mil gayi hai! Ab se main yahi rahunga aapke hi sheher mein. Papa ne kaha ki pehle 2-3 din aapke paas ruk jaaun, jab tak mera PG ya flat final nahi ho jata."
Soham ne Geeti ki taraf ek ajeeb si teerchi nazar se dekha. Ghar mein ek 20 saal ka jawan ladka, jiska khoon poori tarah garm hai, woh unke saath rukne wala tha.
"Arre bilkul, yeh bhi koi poochne ki baat hai. Tu aaram se ruk," Soham ne muskura kar kaha.
Geeti jaldi se kitchen mein chali gayi chai aur nashta banane. Woh gas ke paas khadi thi, dudh ubalne ka intezaar kar rahi thi. Uski bhari saree uske jism ko poori tarah dhake hue thi, par andar hi andar use ajeeb si chulbulahat ho rahi thi. Kal hi usne 5000 logon ke samne apni nangi peeth dikhayi thi, aur kal hi usne ek mazdoor ko apni geeli panty di thi. Aur aaj? Aaj woh apne sasur aur ek 20 saal ke devar ke liye chai chhan rahi thi. Yeh 'dual life' (dohri zindagi) ka thriller Geeti ke nashe ko aur bada raha tha.
Tabhi kitchen ka darwaza dhakel kar Aditya andar aa gaya.
"Lao Bhabhi, main tray pakad leta hoon," Aditya ne masoomiyat se kaha aur Geeti ke bilkul bagal mein aakar khada ho gaya.
Geeti ne ek qadam piche liya. "Arre nahi Adi, tum baitho, main le aati hoon."


Aditya ne Geeti ki taraf dekha. Uski nazrein ek devar wali hi thin, par uski jawan aankhon ne Geeti ki us bhari saree aur uski bhari-bhari sanskari chhaati ko ek second ke liye ghoor liya. "Bhabhi... aap pehle se bhi zyada khoobsurat ho gayi hain. Kasam se, Bhaiya bohut lucky hain."
Aditya ka yeh innocent compliment tha, par Geeti, jiska dimaag ab ek 'Hotwife' ka ban chuka tha, uske pet mein ek gudi-gudi si hui. Uske kaano mein mazdoor aur 5000 followers ki gandi baatein goonjne lagin. Usne dhire se apni palke jhuka lin. "Shaitaan ho gaya hai tu... chal chai le ja."
Aditya tray lekar bahar chala gaya. Geeti ne ek gehri saans li aur apni kamarband ko saree ke upar se hi halke se dabaya. Uska jism is jawan, anjaan aur 'forbidden' (varjit) devar ki maujudgi se garm hone laga tha.
Living room mein aakar Geeti sasur ji ke paas sofe par simat kar baith gayi. Soham use continuously ghoor raha tha. Soham jaanta tha ki Geeti ki us bhari aur sanskari maroon saree ke andar wohi 'DesiHotwife_G' chhupi baithi hai jo kal raat machal rahi thi.
Mummy ji baten kar rahi thin, "Geeti beta, bank kaisa chal raha hai? Bahut mehnat padti hogi na?"
Geeti ne ek 'good girl' ki tarah aawaaz ko narm banate hue jawab diya, "Ji Mummy ji, thoda kaam hota hai... par Soham bohut support karte hain, toh sambhal jata hai."
Soham ne muskurate hue apna paair table ke niche se dhire se aage badhaya aur Geeti ki saree ke aakhiri chhor (border) ko halke se apne pairo se chhua. Geeti ka jism ainth gaya, par usne apne chehre par koi bhaav nahi aane diya.
Ek taraf Raghavan bank mein uske jism ko nochne ka intezaar kar raha tha, aur ab ghar mein ek 20 saal ka jawan aur bhookha intern jaisa devar, Aditya, unke saath rehne aa gaya tha. Geeti ki dohri zindagi ab aur bhi zyada khatarnak aur gandi hone wali thi.

Mumbai ki raftar aur uski garmi ke beech, Geeti ka ghar aaj ek adarsh 'parivar' ka namuna bana hua tha. Amrita bhi kitchen mein Geeti ka hath bataney aa gayi thi, aur dono behenein milkar sas-sasur ke liye unka pasandida khana bana rahi thin. Geeti ne apne hosh-o-hawaas par poora kabu rakha tha—uski baatein, uski muskurahat, aur uska vyavhar bilkul ek "Sojwal" (pavitra) bahu jaisa tha jo apne parivar ki har zaroorat ka khayal rakhti hai.
Dopehar ka khana khane ke baad, Mummy ji aur Papa ji thoda araam karne ke liye apne kamre mein chale gaye. Amrita bhi thodi der ke liye apne phone mein busy ho gayi. Living room mein ab sirf Soham aur Aditya baithe baatein kar rahe the.
Geeti ne dekha ki ab thoda 'safe' mahaul hai. Usne dheere se apne kandhe se pallu ki pin nikali aur use thoda 'loose' karke dubara kandhe par aise rakha ki woh bar-bar niche sarakne ki koshish kare. Uski maroon saree ke niche uska gora badan ab thoda saans lene laga tha.
"Adi, thoda thanda piyoge? Garmi bahut hai bahar," Geeti ne kitchen se awaz lagayi.
"Haan Bhabhi, kyun nahi!" Aditya ne utsaah (excitement) se kaha.
Geeti ne ek tray mein glass rakha aur bahar aayi. Jab woh Aditya ke paas pahunchi, toh usne jaan-boojhkar tray ko thoda niche rakha. Jaise hi woh Aditya ke samne jhuki (bended) drink dene ke liye, uska loose pallu thoda aur sarak gaya. Geeti ki bhari hui cleavage aur uski nangi, gori gardan ka gehra nazaara bilkul Aditya ki nazron ke samne tha.
Aditya, jo abhi naya-naya graduate hua tha aur Mumbai ki chaka-chondh dekh raha tha, apni Bhabhi ka yeh naya aur 'bold' avatar dekh kar bilkul laal (red) ho gaya. Usne turant apni nazrein churayi, par uski jawan aankhon ne woh nazaara kaid kar liya tha. Uska gala sookh gaya aur usne jhat se glass uthaya.
Geeti ne dekha ki Aditya ki saansein thodi tez ho gayi hain. Use samajh aa gaya ki uske is chhote se 'accident' ne is 20 saal ke ladke ke andar ek toofaan khada kar diya hai. Aditya ke chehre par wahi 'crush' wali vibe thi jo ek jawan devar ki apni sundar bhabhi ke liye hoti hai.


Geeti ne dikhawa kiya jaise usne kuch notice hi nahi kiya. Woh dheere se muskurayi (giggled) aur baal piche karte hue kitchen ki taraf nikal gayi. Uski payal ki awaz ne Aditya ke dimaag mein ek ajeeb sa sangeet chhed diya tha.
Kitchen mein aakar Geeti ne ek gehri saans li. "Abhi toh sirf shuruat hai, Adi," usne apne mann mein socha. Uske jism mein ek ajeeb si thartharahat thi. Use maza aa raha tha ki ek taraf uska Boss uske piche hai, aur ab ghar mein hi ek masoom shikar taiyar ho raha hai.

Sham hote-hote, Mumbai ki baarish shuru ho gayi. Soham ne Geeti ko kitchen mein akele paakar piche se pakad liya.
"Maine dekha Adi kaise tumhe ghoor raha tha," Soham ne uske kaan mein whisper kiya. "Woh bechara toh pehli baar itni 'hot' bhabhi dekh raha hai."
Geeti ne piche mudkar Soham ki aankhon mein dekha. "Woh abhi bachha hai Soham... par haan, uska sharmana mujhe bada 'cute' lag raha hai."
Soham ne ek naughty smile di. "Bachha nahi hai, jawan hai. Aur Mumbai ki is barish mein, jab Mummy-Papa so jayenge, tab hum Adi ke saath ek 'chhota sa game' khelenge. Kya kehti ho?"
Geeti ne sharam se apni palke jhuka lin, par uska hath uski naabhi par bandhi sone ki chain par chala gaya.

Raat ke 12 baj chuke the. Mumbai ki baarish bahar khidkiyon par dastak de rahi thi, aur ghar ke andar ek ajeeb si zehreli khamoshi thi. Mummy-Papa apne kamre mein so chuke the, aur Amrita bhi apne room mein thi. Aditya living room ke bade se sofa-cum-bed par leta hua tha, par use neend nahi aa rahi thi. Uske dimaag mein baar-baar wahi dopahar wala nazaara ghoom raha tha—Bhabhi ki woh geheri cleavage aur unki payal ki jhankaar.
Soham ne bedroom mein Geeti ko ek 'Dare' diya tha. "Geeti, aaj raat Adi ko soney nahi dena hai. Par yaad rakhna, aisa kuch mat karna ki usey shak ho jaye. Bas usey tadpana hai... usey dikhao ki uski Bhabhi kitni 'careless' aur 'hot' hai."
Geeti ne ek behad patli, satin ki baby-pink nighty pehni thi. Nighty ka gala itna gehra tha ki uske ubhaar (breasts) aadhe se zyada bahar jhank rahe the. Sabse khatarnak baat yeh thi ki usne andar bra nahi pehni thi. AC ki thandak se uske sakht nipples saaf taur par nighty ke kapde ko cheer kar bahar 'poke' kar rahe the.
Geeti dhire se dabe paon living room mein aayi. Usne dekha Aditya mobile chala raha tha.


"Adi... soye nahi abhi tak?" Geeti ne behad narm aur madhosh aawaaz mein pucha aur uske bilkul saamne wale single sofa par baith gayi.

Aditya jhatke se uth kar baith gaya. "N-nahi Bhabhi, bas neend nahi aa rahi thi. Aap kyun jagi hain?" Usne koshish ki Geeti ki aankhon mein dekhne ki, par uski nazrein baar-baar un do 'points' par atak rahi thin jo nighty ke niche se usey ghoor rahe the.
"Bas, pyaas lagi thi toh socha tumse thodi baat kar loon," Geeti ne muskurate hue kaha. Usne ek pair doosre pair par chadhaya (cross-legged), jisse uski gori nangi jaanghein nighty ke niche se poori ujaagar ho gayin. "Aur sunao... Mumbai mein koi girlfriend banayi ya nahi? Itne handsome ho, koi toh hogi college mein?"
Aditya sharma gaya, uska chehra laal hone laga. "Nahi Bhabhi... abhi tak toh koi nahi hai. Bas padhai mein busy tha."
"Hmm... jhooth bol rahe ho," Geeti ne shararat se kaha aur apne baal upar karke unhe baandhne (tie her hair) ka natak karne lagi. Jaise hi usne dono haath upar uthaye, uski nighty upar khich gayi aur uske seene ke ubhaar aur bhi zyada tan gaye. Uske nipples nighty ke patle kapde par bilkul saaf ubhar kar aa gaye.


Aditya ka gala sookh gaya. Woh kisi hypnotized insaan ki tarah Bhabhi ke us jism ko dekh raha tha. Tabhi, plan ke mutabik, Geeti ne apne haath se hair clutcher (clip) niche gira diya.
"Oh fish! Gir gaya..." Geeti ne dhire se kaha aur wahi baite-baite niche jhuki (bended down) usey uthane ke liye.
Jaise hi woh jhuki, uski loose nighty ka V-neck gala poori tarah latak gaya. Aditya ke liye yeh nazaara kisi jannat se kam nahi tha. Uske thik saamne Bhabhi ki do badi, gori aur bhari hui chhaatiyan (boobs) thin, jo bina bra ke latak rahi thin. Usne dekha ki kaise unka gehra bhura rang (nipples) uski nazron ke thik saamne tharthara raha tha.
Aditya ka lund uski cotton shorts mein ek sakht boner ban kar khada ho gaya. Usey mehsoos ho raha tha ki uska pajama phat jayega. Woh darr raha tha, par woh apni nigaahein hata nahi pa raha tha.


Geeti ne clutcher uthaya aur upar aayi. Usne ek sarsari nazar Aditya ke shorts par daali aur wahan ubaal maarti hui uski mardangi (boner) ko dekh kar andar hi andar muskurayi. Usey pata chal gaya tha ki usne apna kaam kar diya hai.
"Chalo Adi, kaafi der ho gayi. So jao ab... warna kal office mein neend aayegi," Geeti ne uthte hue kaha. Usne jaan-boojhkar Aditya ke kandhe par halke se haath rakha aur thoda jhuk kar uske kaan ke paas kaha, "Goodnight, Adi... sweet dreams."
Geeti mudi aur apne bedroom ki taraf nikal gayi, uski payal ki chhunn-chhunn ne Aditya ki tadap ko aur badha diya.
Aditya wahi bed par akda hua reh gaya. Uski saansein tez thin aur uska haath apne aap apne pajama ki taraf jaane laga. Woh jaanta tha ki aaj raat usey apni Bhabhi ke isi 'V-neck' nazaare ke naam par khud ko shaant karna padega.
Bedroom mein jaate hi Soham ne darwaza lock kiya aur Geeti ko deewar se sata diya. "Maine sab dekha, Geeti. Woh ladka toh abhi tak kaanp raha hoga."
Geeti ne haanfte hue Soham ke gale mein haath dale. "Soham... woh kitna 'hard' ho gaya tha. Mujhe darr lag raha hai... par maza bhi aa raha hai."

Mumbai ki subah ki taazgi aur baarish ke baad ki thandi hawa ne ghar ka mahaul bada hi sukoon-bhara bana diya tha, lekin Geeti aur Aditya ke beech ek ankahi bechaini deewaron mein tair rahi thi.
Soham subah-subah apne Mummy-Papa ko unke kisi rishtedar ke yahan chhodne gaya tha, aur Amrita abhi tak apne kamre mein so rahi thi. Kitchen mein sirf Geeti thi, jo pink color ki ek cotton saree mein lipat kar nashta bana rahi thi. Raat ki us 'Naughty Pink Nighty' ki jagah ab is sanskari saree ne le li thi, par Aditya ke dimaag mein abhi bhi wahi 'v-neck' wala nazaara kisi film ki tarah chal raha tha.
Aditya kitchen ke darwaze par aakar khada ho gaya. Uska chehra thoda utra hua tha, shayad raat bhar ki us tadap aur neend na aane ki wajah se.
"Good morning, Bhabhi," usne thodi hichkichahat ke saath kaha.
Geeti mudi, uske chehre par wahi masoom 'Manager' wali muskurahat thi, jaise raat ko kuch hua hi na ho. "Good morning Adi! Arre, aaj toh badi jaldi uth gaye? Raat ko sweet dreams aaye ya nahi?" usne jaan-boojhkar shararat se pucha.
Aditya ka chehra ek pal mein tamatar ki tarah laal ho gaya. Usne apni nazrein churayi aur kitchen ke counter par rakhe seb (apple) se khelne laga. "Ji... aaye toh the. Par Mumbai ki garmi thodi zyada hai na, toh neend baar-baar khul rahi thi."
Geeti dhire se hansi. "Garmi toh hai, Adi. Par Mumbai mein rehna hai toh aadat daalni padegi." Woh uske paas aayi aur uske haath se seb lekar kaatne lagi. Uske paas aate hi uski wahi mehak Aditya ke hosh udane lagi. Aditya ne notice kiya ki Bhabhi ne aaj saree thodi kaskar baandhi hai, par unki kamar par woh sone ki chain halke se hil rahi thi.
"Adi, tumne mera number save kiya ya nahi?" Geeti ne achanak pucha. "Tum naye ho sheher mein, kahin rasta bhatak gaye ya koi kaam hua toh mujhe call kar sakte ho. Soham toh aksar meetings mein busy rehta hai."
Aditya ne turant apna phone nikaala. "Nahi Bhabhi, abhi kar leta hoon."
Geeti ne apna number bataya aur Aditya ne 'Geeti Bhabhi ' naam se save kar liya. Number save karte hi Aditya ne ek baar phir Geeti ki taraf dekha. Woh ab uske liye sirf ek badi behen jaisi bhabhi nahi rahi thi, balki woh ek aisi aurat ban chuki thi jisne uske jawan khoon mein aag laga di thi.
"Bhabhi, main aaj PG dekhne ja raha hoon..." Aditya ne thoda udas hokar kaha. "Shayad kal-parso tak shift ho jaun."
Geeti ne kaam roka aur Aditya ki aankhon mein dekha. "Itni jaldi kya hai? Jab tak achha PG nahi milta, yahi ruko na. Humein bhi achha lagega." Usne Aditya ke baazu par halke se haath rakha. Us sparsh (touch) ne Aditya ke poore jism mein ek current dauda diya.
Tabhi bahar se gaadi ki aawaaz aayi. Soham wapas aa gaya tha.
"Adi! Taiyar ho? Chalo, aaj tumhara PG final kar dete hain," Soham ne hall se aawaaz lagayi.
Aditya ne ek aakhiri baar Geeti ki taraf dekha. Geeti ne use ek 'wink' kiya (aankh maari) jo itni fast thi ki agar koi aur hota toh dekh nahi paata. Aditya ka dil zor se dhadakne laga. Woh Soham ke saath nikal gaya, par uska dimaag aur uska phone ab Geeti ke raaz se jud chuka tha.