Adultery Ruchika ek havasi Jawani

[bloodymoon`2.O]

Raat ki thakaan aur Aslam ke saath bitaye un garam lamhon ke baad, Ruchika ko hosh hi nahi raha ki subah kab ho gayi. Jab Aslam ne use car se drop kiya tha, wo itni thaki hui thi ki chup-chaap nighty badal kar bistar par aise giri ki seedha gehri neend mein chali gayi.

Subah ke 10 baj rahe thay jab uski maa ne kamre ka darwaza jhatke se khola aur parda hata diya. Tez dhoop Ruchika ki aankhon par padi toh usne karwat badli.

Maa: "Ruchika! Uth ab... kab tak soti rahegi? Tujhe yaad nahi aaj tere Chachaji ke yahan shaadi ka function shuru ho raha hai?"

Ruchika ne neend mein doobi awaaz mein kaha, "Maa... thodi der aur... please."

Maa: (Gusse mein) "Bilkul nahi! Tere papa aur main shaam ko ya kal tak aayenge, aur ho sakta hai tere papa kaam ki wajah se na bhi aa payen. Lekin Chachaji ne tujhe khaas taur par bulaya hai. Unhone saaf kaha hai ki Ruchika ko pehle bhejo, wahan bahut kaam hain. Tu mana nahi kar sakti, jaldi uth aur tayyar ho. Tere papa bahar gaadi nikaal rahe hain, wo tujhe station chhod denge."

Ruchika jhatke se baith gayi. Uska jism abhi bhi thoda toot raha tha, aur gardan par Aslam ke diye hue nishan ko chhupane ke liye usne turant apna dupatta lapeta.

Ruchika: "Theek hai maa, main bas 15 minute mein taiyar hoti hoon."

Ruchika ne jaldi se ek sundar sa suit pehna aur apna baal khule chhod diye taaki gardan ke nishan chhup saken. Usne apna bag pack kiya aur papa ke saath station ki taraf nikal gayi.

Station par bhid thi. Papa ne use train mein bitha diya aur hidayat di, "Beta, apna khayal rakhna aur pahunchte hi phone karna. Wahan tera koi lene aayega station par, Chachaji ne intezam kar diya hai."

Train chal padi. Ruchika khidki ke paas baithi bahar ke nazaare dekh rahi thi, par uske dimaag mein abhi bhi kal raat ki baatein ghoom rahi thi. Usne apna phone ON kiya toh dekha ki Aslam ka ek message pehle se pada tha:

"Suna hai shehar se bahar ja rahi ho? Safar suhana ho, meri jaan. Yaad rakhna, duniya bahut choti hai... kahin bhi mil sakte hain."

Ruchika ne phone side mein rakh diya. Use laga shayad chuttiyon mein wo in sab lafdon se door rahegi.

Ruchika ka vyaktitv upar se jitna shant aur bholapan se bhara dikhta tha, uske andar utni hi gehari aur garam aag dabi hui thi. Picchle dino beetein kayi  incidents ne uski hawas ko aur bhadkaye rakha tha, par wo ise apne chehre par aane nahi deti thi.

Dopahar ka waqt tha jab Ruchika Chachaji ke ghar pahunchi. Ghar mein shaadi ki raunak shuru ho chuki thi. Jaise hi usne kadam rakha, sabki nigahen uspar tik gayi. Ghar ke mard toh jaise use dekhte hi reh gaye—uski masoomiyat aur uske jism ka ubhaar ek khatarnak combination tha. Ruchika ne sabka abhivadan kiya aur thakaan ka bahana karke apne kamre mein chali gayi.

Wahan use pata chala ki shaam ko sabko ek bade Heritage Hotel mein shift hona hai, kyunki baki ke function wahi honge. Ruchika ne apna suitcase khola toh uske hosh udd gaye—jaldbazi mein wo apna mehnga designer lehenga ghar par hi bhool aayi thi.

Ruchika ke paas sirf ek sundar laal saree bachi thi, par uska matching blouse lehenga ke saath hi reh gaya tha. Pareshani mein dekh kar uski ek chulbuli cousin, Payal, apne kamre se ek purana designer blouse lekar aayi.

• Payal: "Ruchika, ye try kar! Ye meri sabse sexy blouse hai, tere upar kamaal lagegi."
  

Ruchika ne jab use pehna, toh mirror mein dekh kar wo dang reh gayi. Blouse ka size kaafi chota aur tight tha. Uske 34C ke gol boobs usme itni buri tarah dab gaye thay ki unka upari hissa (cleavage) aadhe se zyada bahar jhaank raha tha.

• Ruchika: "Arrey Payal, ye toh bahut chota hai! Mera sab kuch bahar dikh raha hai, main sabke samne aise kaise jaungi?"Payal: "Arrey pagal hai kya? Aaj kal yahi toh trend hai. Tu itni hot dikh rahi hai ki mard toh mard, auratein bhi tujhe hi dekhti reh jayengi. Pehan le na, please!"

Baaki cousins ne bhi itni tareef ki aur zid ki, ki Ruchika ke andar dabi hui wo 'shok' ladki jaag gayi. Use bhi apne jism ki numaish karne mein ab maza aane laga tha.

Shaam hui, toh Ruchika us Red Saree aur us Tight Golden Blouse mein taiyar hokar niche aayi. Mahol ekdum shaant ho gaya. Blouse sleeveless nahi tha, par itna tight tha ki Ruchika ki har saans ke saath uske boobs upar-neeche uchal rahe thay. Thoda sa bhi jhukne par aisa lagta jaise wo blouse se bahar nikal jayenge.

Ghar ke bade-bujurg bade dhyan se use dekh rahe thay, aur naujawan mardon ki nazrein toh uske sine se hat hi nahi rahi thi. Ruchika ne apni nazrein neeche rakhi, par uske chehre par ek shaitani muskan thi.

Wo hotel ke liye nikli car mein baith gayi. Car mein uske saath do door ke chachaji aur ek cousin bhai baitha tha. Car ke band sheeshan ke peeche, un mardon ki nazrein baar-baar Ruchika ke cleavage aur uske hilte hue boobs par ja rahi thi.