Adultery Jab Meri Biwi Kisi Aur Ki Ho Gayi

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Ruchika ki jeebh ab Kunal ke us zakhmi hisse par kisi marham ki tarah nahi, balki ek tapti hui aag ki tarah chal rahi thi. Usne chocolate aur us laal nishaan (khoon) ke mishran ko itni shiddat se chata ki Kunal ka poora jism zameen par machalne laga. Kunal ne apne dono hatho se zameen ki thandi tiles ko kas ke pakad liya, uski ungliyan phisal rahi thi par dard aur lutf ka wo milan use pagal kar raha tha.

"Uiii... Ruchi... aaram se... wahan dard ho raha hai," Kunal ne dabi hui awaaz mein karahate huye kaha.

Ruchika ne upar dekha, uski aankhon mein is waqt ek ajeeb sa junoon tha. Usne apne hothon par lagi chocolate ko apni jeebh se saaf kiya aur boli, "Dard hi toh asli nasha hai Kunal... aaj tumhari har cheekh meri jeet hogi."

Ruchika ne ab apna rukh badla. Wo Kunal ke upar se hat kar uske pairon ki taraf gayi aur uski dono taango ko kandhe tak utha diya, bilkul usi tarah jaise usne video mein us mard ko karte dekha tha. Kunal ab puri tarah asahaya (helpless) tha. Ruchika ne table par rakha hua wahi thanda paani ka glass uthaya aur uske garam tapti hui naabhi par poora udel diya.

"AAAHHHH!" Kunal jhatpatane laga. Garam badan par thande paani ka wo jhatka uske hosh uda gaya.

Ruchika ne ab bina der kiye apna bhari-bharkam jism Kunal ke chehre par tika diya. Uske bhari chuttad Kunal ke muh aur naak par dab gaye, jisse Kunal ka dum ghutne laga. Use sirf Ruchika ke jism ki wo garam mehak aur nighty se aazad huye gore maans ka ehsas ho raha tha. Kunal ne koshish ki ki wo apna muh khole, par Ruchika ne apne pichwade ka poora bojh us par daal diya.

"Ab mehsoos karo asli maza," Ruchika ne peeche mudkar dekha aur apne hathon se apne bhari-bharkam stano ko masalte huye unhe Kunal ke ghutno par ragadne lagi.

Kunal ne apne hath upar kiye aur Ruchika ki kamar ko kas ke pakda. Uske nakhun Ruchika ki narm twacha mein dhas gaye. Ruchika ne ek dard bhari sishki li aur apni raftar badha di. Wo Kunal ke chehre par apne jism ko aise ragad rahi thi jaise use mita dena chahti ho.

Tabhi, Ruchika ne ek jhatke mein apna rukh badla aur Kunal ke us zakhmi hathiyar ko apne hathon mein lekar use apni gehri ghati (chut) ke dwar par tikaya. Kunal ka wo murjhaya hua ang, Ruchika ki us garmi aur geelapan ko mehsus karte hi, kisi murde mein jaan aane ki tarah phir se fann uthane laga.

"Dekho... ye abhi bhi sirf meri awaaz par naachta hai," Ruchika ne garv se kaha aur ek hi jhatke mein Kunal ke upar poori tarah baith gayi.

Kunal ke muh se ek aisi cheekh nikli jo shayad darwaze ke bahar tak chali gayi hoti, agar Ruchika ne apna hath uske muh par na rakha hota. Us laal nishaan wale zakhm par jab Ruchika ki garam geelahat lagi, toh Kunal ko laga jaise uske jism mein hazaron bijliyan ek saath kound gayi hon.

Ruchika ne ab apni kamar ko kisi tufan ki tarah chalana shuru kiya. Study room ki wo kursi, wo laptop aur wo video... sab ab piche chhut chuke the. Ab sirf do jism the jo ek-dusre ki aag mein jal kar raakh hone ko taiyar the.

Kunal ki aankhein chhat ki taraf pathra gayi thi. Ruchika ke bhari-bharkam jism ka bojh aur uski gehri ghati ki tapan uske zakhmi hathiyar ko har pal masal rahi thi. Ruchika is waqt kisi junooni malkin ki tarah Kunal ke upar sawaar thi, uski kamar ki raftar itni tez thi ki Kunal ka jism zameen ki thandi tiles par baar-baar takra raha tha.

"Aaaahhh... Ruchi... bas... ruk jao... phat jayega wo!" Kunal ne dard aur behad lutf ke maare karahate huye kaha.

Lekin Ruchika par jaise kisi bhoot ka saaya tha. Usne apne dono hathon se apne bhari stano ko itni zor se bhencha ki un par uski ungliyon ke laal nishan ban gaye. Usne Kunal ke seene par jhukte huye uske dono hathon ko zameen par dabocha aur uske kaan mein garajte huye fusfusayi, "Kaise ruk jaun? Abhi toh tumhari hawas ka ilaaj shuru hua hai... kya wo video wali ladkiyan tumhare sath aisa kar sakti hain?"

Ruchika ne ek zor ka jhatka maara. Kunal ke us zakhmi hisse se ek baar phir wahi laal-safed madda chhalak kar Ruchika ki gore rano par phail gaya. Par Ruchika ruki nahi, usne us dard ko ek naya nasha bana diya. Usne apni raftar aur badha di. Kunal ka dum ghutne laga tha, uska badan paseene se itna chikna ho gaya tha ki Ruchika us par se baar-baar fisal rahi thi, lekin uski pakad Kunal ki kalaiyon par lohe jaisi sakht thi.

"Uiii... marr gaya... Ruchi... mmmmaaaa!" Kunal ke muh se wahi cheekh nikli jo usne video mein us ladki se suni thi.

Ruchika ne ek katilana hasi ke sath apna chehra Kunal ke ekdum paas laya. Uska thook (saliva) Kunal ke chehre par tapak raha tha. "Tumhe yahi sunna tha na? Yahi tadap dekhni thi na?"

Kehte huye Ruchika ne aakhri aur sabse bhayanak dhakka lagaya. Kunal ka poora sharir ek jhatke ke sath dhanush ki tarah akadh gaya. Uska bacha-kucha sara ras, wo khoon-mishrit garam lava, Ruchika ki gehraiyon mein udel gaya. Kunal ki aankhein band ho gayi aur wo behosh hone ki halat mein zameen par dher ho gaya.

Ruchika abhi bhi uske upar baithi thi, uska bhari seena zor-zor se upar-neeche ho raha tha. Usne laptop ki taraf dekha jo abhi bhi khula tha, aur us par thook kar screen band kar di. Usne Kunal ke chehre ko dekha jo ab bilkul pale (pila) pad gaya tha.

Usne dhire se Kunal ke kaan ke paas apna muh laya aur thande lehje mein kaha, "Agli baar... agar video dekhni ho, toh darwaza thik se band karna... warna agli baar main chocolate nahi, namak lekar aaungi."

Ruchika uthi, apni nighty uthayi aur bina Kunal ki taraf mudkar dekhe, dabe paon study room se bahar nikal gayi. Kunal wahi nanga, zakhmi aur adh-mara sa zameen par pada raha, corridor ki roshni dhire-dheere dhundhli hoti gayi.

Sannata itna gehra tha ki Kunal ko apni hi ukhdi hui saanson ki awaaz kisi dhaar-daar aari ki tarah chubhti mehsoos ho rahi thi. Wo wahin study room ki thandi tiles par adhmara sa pada tha. Uska zakhmi hathiyar ab bilkul shant ho chuka tha, lekin us par jami chocolate aur khoon ki laal lakeerein abhi bhi uski "galti" ki gawah thi.

Ruchika ke jaane ke baad, kamre mein sirf uski mehak baki thi—ek aisi mehak jo ab sukoon nahi, balki ek khauf paida kar rahi thi. Kunal ne himmat jutayi aur deewar ka sahara lekar dhire se uthne ki koshish ki. Uska poora badan dard se karah raha tha, khaas karke uska nichla hissa, jahan Ruchika ne apne junoon se use nishana banaya tha.

Usne thartharate hathon se laptop ki screen ko phir se halka sa uthaya. Screen ki roshni uske thake huye chehre par padi. Wahan wahi video pause thi, jisme wo mard us ladki ko dard de raha tha. Kunal ko pehli baar us video ko dekh kar ghinn aayi. Usne jhat se browser ki history delete ki aur laptop band kar diya.

"Main kya kar raha tha..." usne dhire se fusfusaya.

Wo dabe paon, apni pant aur underwear ko ek hath se thame huye, drakht ki tarah kaanpate huye bathroom ki taraf badha. Har kadam par use Ruchika ke wo shabd yaad aa rahe the—"Agli baar namak lekar aaungi." Use samajh aa gaya tha ki Ruchika ne aaj sirf apna hakk nahi jataya tha, balki use uski hawas ka aaina dikhaya tha.

Bathroom mein pahunch kar usne shower chalu kiya. Thanda paani jab uske garam aur zakhmi badan se takraya, toh uski sishki nikal gayi. Usne bade hi dhire se us laal nishan ko saaf kiya. Zakhm gehra nahi tha, par nishan rooh tak pahunch chuka tha.

Khun aur chocolate ka wo mishran jab pani ke sath beh kar nali mein gaya, toh Kunal ko halka sa sukoon mila. Usne khud ko saaf kiya, saaf kapde pehne aur aaine mein apne aap ko dekha. Uski aankhen laal thi aur chehre par thakan ki gehari lakeerein.

Wo dabe paon wapas apne bedroom mein pahuncha. Kamre mein andhera tha. Ruchika wahan bistar par ek taraf karwat lekar leti hui thi, jaise kuch hua hi na ho. Kunal dhire se bistar ke dusri taraf leta. Usne Ruchika ki peeth ki taraf dekha—uski nighty abhi bhi halki si geeli thi aur uski peeth par baal bikhre huye the.

Kunal ne himmat karke apna hath uski kamar ki taraf badhaya, par dar ke maare uska hath beech mein hi ruk gaya. Tabhi Ruchika ne neend mein hi ek gehri saans li aur dhire se boli:

"So jaiye Kunal... kal subah papa ko phir se doctor ke paas le jana hai. Aur yaad rakhiyega... presentation kal subah 'reschedule' hui hai."

Kunal ka dil ek pal ke liye baith gaya. Ruchika ko sab pata tha—presentation ka bahana bhi aur uski har ek harkat bhi. Usne bina kuch kahe light band ki aur aankhen moond li, par us andhere mein use ab bhi wahi laal roshni aur Ruchika ka wo shikari roop dikhayi de raha tha.

Agli subah jab sooraj ki pehli kiran kamre mein dakhil hui, Kunal ki aankhein bhari-bhari thi. Usne karwat li toh uske nichle hisse mein ek tees uthi, jo use raat ki us bhayanak aur kamuk jiddo-jehad ki yaad dila rahi thi. Ruchika bistar par nahi thi. Bathroom se paani girne ki awaaz aa rahi thi.

Kunal uth kar baitha aur usne apne zakhm ko dekha—wo laal nishaan ab thoda neela pad gaya tha. Tabhi bathroom ka darwaza khula aur Ruchika bahar nikali. Usne sirf ek safed tauliya (towel) lapeta hua tha, jo uske bhari-bharkam stano ke ubaal ko mushkil se dhak paa raha tha. Uske geele badan se paani ki bundein abhi bhi tapak rahi thi.

Usne Kunal ki taraf dekha, par uski aankhon mein koi afsos nahi tha. "Uth gaye? Chaliye, jaldi taiyar ho jaiye. Papa ji intezar kar rahe hain aur aapki meeting bhi toh hai," usne bilkul normal lehje mein kaha, jaise raat ko usne study room mein Kunal ki mardangi ko masla hi na ho.

Kunal ne himmat jutayi aur pucha, "Ruchi... tum... tumne ye sab kyun kiya?"

Ruchika uske bilkul kareeb aayi, uske jism se aati shower gel ki khushbu Kunal ka dimaag phir se sunn karne lagi. Usne Kunal ke thodi (chin) ko pakda aur dheere se fusfusayi, "Kyunki mujhe pasand nahi ki mera mard kisi screen ke peeche chhup kar un kamsin ladkiyon ki cheekhon mein maza dhundhe... jabki uski biwi ke paas unse kahin zyada gehra nasha hai."

Usne Kunal ke kaan ke niche halka sa kaata (bite kiya), jisse Kunal ke jism mein ek jhatka laga. "Aaj office se jaldi aaiye ga... maine kuch naya 'massage oil' mangwaya hai. Kal raat toh sirf trailer tha."

Ruchika ne ek katilana muskan di aur wardrobe se apni saree nikalne lagi. Kunal wahan baitha sirf use nihar raha tha. Use samajh aa gaya tha ki ab uski zindagi badalne wali hai. Ab wo un videos ka gulam nahi, balki apni hi biwi ke junooni aur darinde roop ka qaidi ban chuka tha.

Din bhar office mein Kunal ka dimaag kaam mein nahi laga. Uske dimaag mein sirf Ruchika ka wo bhari badan, uski wo gehri naabhi aur wo "namak" wali dhamki ghoom rahi thi. Shaam ko jaise hi wo ghar lauta, usne dekha ki papa ji aur Arush dono ghar par nahi the.

"Papa ji ko unke dost ke ghar drop kar diya hai aur Arush apni bua ke ghar gaya hai," Ruchika ki awaaz kitchen se aayi.

Kunal jaise hi bedroom mein dakhil hua, usne dekha ki poora kamra laal roshni mein dooba hua tha, bilkul us video ki tarah. Bistar par tel ki botal rakhi thi aur Ruchika wahan ek behad chhoti nighty mein khadi thi, jiske andar se uska nanga badan saaf jhaank raha tha.

"Aaiye Kunal... aaj main aapko batati hoon ki asli 'Massage' kise kehte hain," Ruchika ne kaha aur darwaza andar se lock kar diya.