Adultery Jawan Patni Ka Naya Humsafar 2.O

[bloodymoon`2.O]

Sandhya pool ke gehre pani mein hath-paanv maar rahi thi, par darr ke maare uska dam ghutne laga tha. Dayal Kaka ne socha ki yahi sahi mauka hai heropanti dikhane ka. Wo apni lungi uthakar dive lagane hi wala tha ki tabhi pool ke dusre kone se ek bhayanak raftaar se ek handsome, muscular aur tagdi body wala ladka pani se upar aaya. Usne dekha ki koi doob raha hai, wo bina ek pal gawaye machli ki tarah swim karta hua gaya aur pani ke andar se Sandhya ko kaske apni majboot baahon mein bhar liya.

Dayal Kaka toh kinare par khada bas dekhta reh gaya, uske saare gande iradon par us ladke ne pani pher diya tha. Us muscular ladke ne jab Sandhya ko pool side par lakar litaya, toh usne turant Dayal ko daanta— "Arey watchman! Khade-khade kya tamasha dekh rahe ho? Jaldi jao, first-aid aur towel lekar aao. Go!" Dayal ko gusse mein wahan se bhagna pada.

Sandhya us waqt hosh mein nahi thi. Uska badan poora geela ho chuka tha, bheege baal uske chehre par chipke the aur chiffon ki saree pani ki wajah se uske shareer se is tarah lipat gayi thi ki uska ek-ek ang saaf jhalak raha tha. Saree ka pallu sarak gaya tha aur uska poora yauvan us ladke ke saamne be-parda tha. Wo ladka, jiska naam Vikram tha, Sandhya ki aisi qayamat khubsurati dekh kar wahi dhang reh gaya. Wo kisi murat ki tarah Sandhya ko niharne laga. Usne dheere se kaha— "Madam... madam uthiye!"

Sandhya bilkul nahi hili. Vikram ne halat ki nazakat ko dekha aur foran CPR dene ka faisla kiya. Tabhi Dayal Kaka towel lekar wahan pahuncha aur jo usne dekha, uska khoon khoul utha. Vikram apna mooh Sandhya ke nazook rasile hothon par rakh kar use saans de raha tha. Dayal Kaka mann hi mann chillaya— "Saala, main yahan barson se tadap raha hoon aur ye kal ka launda aate hi malaai maar le gaya!"

CPR dete waqt jab Vikram ke hoth Sandhya ke mulayam hothon se takraye, toh Vikram ke andar bhi jaise bijli daud gayi. Itne nazook hothon ka ehsas pakar Vikram ka dhyan bhatakne laga aur uska lund apne aakar mein aane laga. Wo kuch pal ke liye CPR bhool kar sach mein Sandhya ko kiss karne laga. Dayal Kaka se ab bardasht nahi ho raha tha, wo aage badhne hi wala tha ki tabhi society ke kuch aur log wahan aane lage.

Vikram turant peeche hata aur Sandhya ne pani ki ulti ki, use halka hosh aane laga. Tabhi wahan ladies ka ek group aa gaya aur unhone Sandhya ko sambhal liya. Dayal ne nazrein ghumayi par Vikram wahan se gayab ho chuka tha.

Usi waqt society ke secretary ne Dayal Kaka ko bulaya. "Dayal, tumhe abhi ek urgent kaam se hamari society ke dusre city wale office jana hoga. Bohat zaroori hai." Dayal gidgidane laga, "Par sir... wo Sandhya madam..." Secretary ne baat kaat di, "Haan mujhe pata hai tum unka kaam karte ho, main bata dunga unhe. Pehle society ka kaam hai. Abhi niklo aur wahan pahunch kar phone karna, shayad tumhe kuch din wahan rukna pade." Dayal ka muh latak gaya, uski saari mehnat mitti mein mil gayi thi.

Idhar ladies Sandhya ko lekar uske flat par aayi aur sofe par litaya. Sandhya ne jab hosh mein khud ko geela aur is halat mein dekha, toh use behad sharmindagi hui. "Main... main kaise..."

Wahi khadi ek lady ne kaha, "Arre tum toh aaj baal-baal bachi ho. Wo toh accha hua Vikram sir wahan the. Wo coach hain aur isi waqt swim karte hain. Unhone hi tumhe maut ke mooh se nikala hoga."

Sab log chale gaye. Sandhya akeli sofe par baithi thi, uska sharir abhi bhi kaanp raha tha. Usne apni aankhein moond li aur uske dimaag mein bas ek hi naam gunj raha tha— Vikram Sir. Use dhundla sa yaad aa raha tha ki koi uske hothon se apne hoth laga kar use zindagi de raha tha. Sandhya ko samajh nahi aa raha tha ki wo is baat par gussa kare ya us anjaan mard ka shukriya ada kare.