Adultery Mrs. Archana - Gupt Patrakar (Undercover Journalist)

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Update 53 Archana ki Garam Raat Meena Ke Saath aur Roma-The Interpol Agent ki Re-Entry

Raat ke 2 baj chuke the. flat mein sirf hall ki dim light jal rahi thi. Archana Meena ke saath double bed par leti hui thi. Meena gehri neend mein so chuki thi, lekin Archana ki aankhon mein neend naam ki cheez nahi thi.


Woh chup-chup ke ro rahi thi. Aankhon se aansu beh rahe the. Dimag mein sirf woh scene ghum raha tha – informer ka sir table par girta hua, uske sir ka bada sa khoon ka ched, aur uska khoon Archana ke chehre aur T-shirt par…


“Vijay… ab yeh informer… yeh sab mujhe kyun ho raha hai?” Archana ne dil mein socha. Usne side mein leti Meena ko dekha. Aaj Meena ne uski jaan bachayi thi. Agar Meena na hoti toh shayad Archana ka bhi wahi haal hota.


Thodi der baad Archana uthi. Paani peene gayi. Kitchen mein paani peete hue uska phone baja. Unknown number tha. Usne hesitate kiya, phir call uthaya.


“Archana ji…” awaaz dheemi aur khatarnak thi. “Tumhe lagta hai tum bach gayi? Jo dekha tumne… uske baare mein kisi ko mat batana. Warna agla number tumhara hoga.”


Call cut ho gaya. Archana ka haath kaanpne laga. Phone girne wala tha. Usne jhat se Meena ko uthaya.


“Meena… utho… ek call aaya tha…”


Meena aankhein malte hue uthi. “Kya hua Archana? Sapna dekha kya?”


Archana ne pura incident bataya. Meena ka chehra serious ho gaya. “Yeh log bahut dangerous hain. Kal subah hum dono security officer station chalenge. Par abhi so jao. Main tumhare paas hoon.”


Dono phir let gayi. Is baar Meena ne Archana ko apne se chipka liya. Archana ki body thandi ho rahi thi dar se. Meena ne dheere se uske baal sahlaye aur kaha, “Main hoon na… dar mat.”


Archana ne Meena ki taraf dekha. Us pal unki nazrein mili. Meena ki aankhon mein kuch alag tha – care aur… attraction. Archana ne kuch nahi kaha. Woh bas Meena ke seene se lag gayi. Meena ne uske maathe pe kiss kiya, phir dheere se uske honthon pe.


Yeh kiss sirf comfort ke liye nahi tha. Dono ke andar kuch garam hone laga. Archana ne pehli baar Meena ko passionately kiss kiya. Dono ke haath ek dusre ke body par ghumne lage. Meena ne Archana ki sleeveless nighty ke upar haath daala aur uski soft choochiyon ko dabaya.


“Ahh… Meena…” Archana ke muh se halki si siski nikli.


Meena ne usko aur kareeb khinch liya. “Aaj sirf hum dono hain… sab bhool jao thodi der ke liye.”

Raat ke 2:30 baj rahe the. Karan ke flat mein hall ki ek halki si night bulb jal rahi thi. Archana bed par leti hui ro rahi thi, lekin neend nahi aa rahi thi. Uske dimag mein baar-baar woh scene aa raha tha – informer ka khoon, uska sir table par girna…


Meena side mein leti thi. Usne Archana ke aansu dekhe toh dheere se usko apni taraf khinch liya. “Archana… bas karo rona. Main hoon na tumhare saath.”


Archana ne Meena ki chest mein muh chhupa liya. Meena ne uske baal sahlate hue uske maathe pe kiss kiya, phir dheere se uske honthon pe. Yeh kiss dheere dheere gehra hota gaya. Archana ne bhi respond karna shuru kar diya. Dono ke honth ek dusre ko kha rahe the.



Meena ka haath Archana ki sleeveless nighty ke andar chala gaya. Usne Archana ki badi aur soft choochiyon ko pakad liya aur zor-zor se dabane lagi. Archana ki siski nikal gayi, “Ufff… Meena… ahhh…”


“Relax karo baby… aaj tumhe sab bhoola dungi,” Meena ne uske kaan mein whisper kiya.


Meena ne Archana ki nighty upar kar di. Archana ab sirf panty mein thi. Meena ne uski choochiyon ko muh mein le liya, ek ko chusne lagi aur dusre ko haath se masalne lagi. Archana ki nipples hard ho chuki thi. Woh Meena ke sar ko pakad ke dabane lagi.


“Meena… aur zor se… please…”


Meena ne neeche ki taraf muh kiya. Archana ki panty side mein ki aur uski geeli chut ko chaatne lagi. Uski jeebh Archana ki clit par tez-tez ghum rahi thi. Archana ki taange kaanp rahi thi. Woh moan kar rahi thi, “Aaaahhh… Meena… bahut maza aa raha hai… mat rukna…”



Meena ne do ungliyan Archana ki chut mein daal di aur andar-bahar karne lagi. Saath hi choosne bhi jaari rakha. Archana ka pura body tight ho gaya aur woh zor se jhad gayi – pehla orgasm itna strong tha ki uski aankhein band ho gayi.


Lekin Meena rukne wali nahi thi. Usne apni nighty bhi utar di. Ab dono bilkul nangi thi. Meena ne Archana ke upar let gayi aur apni chut Archana ki chut se ragadne lagi – scissoring position mein. Dono ki geeli chuts ek dusre se takra rahi thi. Kamre mein sirf unki saansein aur chapp-chapp ki awaaz aa rahi thi.



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Archana ne Meena ki gaand pakad li aur zor-zor se dabane lagi. Dono tez ho gayi. Meena jhadne wali thi, “Archana… main aa rahi hoon… ahhh fuck!”


Dono saath mein jhad gayi. Unke shareer paseene se tar the. Thodi der baad Meena ne 69 position banaya. Archana ne Meena ki chut chaatna shuru kar diya jabki Meena Archana ko chaat rahi thi. Dono ke muh ek dusre ki chut mein lage the. Raat bhar yeh masti chali – kiss, chusai, fingering aur multiple orgasms.

Dono ki geeli chuts ek dusre se takra rahi thi. Chap-chap ki awaaz pura kamra bhar rahi thi. Archana ki gaand hil rahi thi har dhakke mein. Meena ne aage haath daal kar Archana ki choochiyon ko khinchte hue choda.


Phir Meena ne drawer se ek bada vibrator nikala (jo Karan ke flat mein tha). Usne vibrator ko full speed par ON kiya aur Archana ki chut mein ghusa diya. Saath hi usne apni jeebh Archana ki gaand ke hole par ferne lagi.


“Meenaaaa… bahut bada hai… phat jayegi… aaaahhhh!” Archana zor-zor se chillayi.


Meena ne vibrator andar-bahar karte hue Archana ki gaand mein ek ungli daal di. Archana ka pura body kaanp raha tha. Woh lagatar 2 baar jhad gayi – pehli baar itna zor se ki uski taange fail gayi.


Ab Archana ne bhi counter kiya. Usne Meena ko litaya aur uski chut par baith gayi. 69 position mein dono ek dusre ki chut ko pagalpan se chaatne lagi. Archana Meena ki clit ko chus rahi thi aur do ungliyan andar daal rahi thi. Meena bhi Archana ki chut ko muh mein le kar chus rahi thi.


Dono ke muh chut ke ras se tar the. “Main aa rahi hoon… choos na zor se!” Meena chillayi aur uska paani Archana ke muh mein nikal gaya. Archana ne sab pi liya.


Phir dono ne scissoring kiya – taange ek dusre ki upar rakh kar zor-zor se ragadne lagi. Dono ki chuts ek dusre se takra rahi thi. Pura bed hil raha tha. Dono ke shareer paseene se tar the. Choochiyan ek dusre se ragad rahi thi. Dono ne saath mein zor se jhadte hue ek dusre ko tightly pakad liya.


“Meena… tu toh meri jaan le legi aaj…” Archana ne thak kar kaha.


Meena hasi aur uske boobs pe kiss karte hue boli, “Yeh toh sirf shuruat hai baby. Jab tak yeh case solve nahi hota… har raat tum meri randi banogi.”


Dono thak kar ek dusre se lipat kar so gayi. Archana ki body ab puri tarah relax ho chuki thi.


Subah 7 baje


Archana aankh kholi toh Meena uske upar leti hui thi aur uske nipples ko halke-halke chus rahi thi. Archana muskurayi aur Meena ke baal mein haath ghumaya.


“Kal raat… bahut zabardast thi,” Archana ne sharmate hue kaha.


Meena ne usko kiss kiya aur boli, “haan mujhe bhi bahut accha laga , vijay ke maut ke baad pehli baar kisi se inte kareeb hokar itni masti kari ...”


Archana ne Meena ko tight hug kiya. Bahar se danger aa raha tha, lekin andar dono ab ek jut uska samna karne wale the.

Dono ne coffee pi aur plan banaya. Archana jaati hain office – lekin thoda detour le kar taaki koi follow na kar sake.


Archana office pahunchi. Sab normal lag raha tha. Kuch din pehle jis Vilasrao ka katal Roshan ne iya tha ab news par Vilasrao ko “heart attack” hua woh baat kar rahe the.

Archana darte darte IT office chali gayi , aur use Roshan apne cabin mein baitha dikhai diya, normal IT shirt-pe, headphones laga kar kaam kar raha tha. Jaise us raat kuch hua hi na ho.


Archana uske cabin ke paas gayi. Roshan ne upar dekha, ek halki si smile di – bilkul woh purana innocent smile.


Roshan (whisper mein): “Good morning Archana. Aaj raat ko koi bura sapna toh nahi dekha na?”


Archana gusse aur darr se boli, “Vilasrao ko kyun maara tumne?”


Roshan utha, darwaza band kiya aur Archana ke bilkul paas aa gaya. Uska strong badan uske saamne tha. Woh dheere se uske kaan mein bola, “Vilasrao Rana sir ka purana partner tha jo double cross raha tha. Aur tum... tumhari wajah se hi yeh sab hua. Ab chup raho. Warna kal tumhari jagah koi aur body milegi.”

Archana ko Roshan ki cold killer wali look aur baatein kafi uncomfortbale kar rahi thi.


Archana apne office mein baithi thi. Uski body abhi bhi thaki hui thi pichhle kuch dino ki undercover meetings aur chudai sessions se. Vijay ke maut ke rahasya ka khulasa karne ki planning, Rana ke shooter ke saath close encounters , uske informer ke cold bloodded katal – sab kuch uske dimag mein ghum raha tha. Tabhi uska phone baja. Screen par naam tha – Roma.




Roma: “Hey Archana! Kaise ? Ek mahine se we not had a talk, sorry . Aaj mil sakte hain? Shopping aur coffee?”


Archana (kuch sochte hue): “Roma? Arre waah! Haan zaroor, bahut din ho gaye. Lekin… kuch din pehle mall mein mujhe laga tha ki maine tujhe dekha tha. Tu thi kya wahan?”


Roma (haste hue): “Mall? Nahi yaar, main toh kal hi India aayi hoon. Shayad kisi aur ko samajh liya hoga. Chalo 8 baje Cafe Lounge mein milte hain.”


Archana ka dil thoda bechain ho gaya tha. Roma ki awaaz normal thi, lekin kuch toh alag lag raha tha.

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Cafe Lounge – Shaam 8 baje


Roma thi – tight black jeans, white silk top jismein uski badi chuchiyan bahar aane ko betab thi, aur light makeup. Archana – tight blue saree mein, deep neck blouse, makeup perfect. Archana ne use dekhte hi gale lagaya. Roma ne bhi gale lagaya lekin clear tha ki yeh friendly meet nahi thi.



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Archana kuch ajeeb lag raha tha. Roma ki nazar kabhi-kabhi door ja rahi thi, jaise kisi ko scan kar rahi ho. Aur uski body language mein ek sharpness thi jo pehle nahi thi.


Archana: “Arre Roma! Kitne din baad call kiya tune. Kahan hai tu? Milte hain na aaj?” “Roma, sach bata. Tu itne din kahan thi? Aur yeh sudden wapas aana… koi khas wajah?”


Roma (cold voice mein): “Haan Archana, milna zaroori tha.



Archana: “Kaisi hai tu yaar? Ek mahina ho gaya, bilkul gayab. Aur yeh look?Kya hua us colourful Roma ko?”


Roma ne seedha point kiya. Usne table par ek file rakhi aur dheere se boli, “Archana... main Interpol agent hoon. Last saal se undercover operation chal raha hai Rana aur uske network ke against. Drug trafficking, arms trafficking, money laundering via fake construction projects.”


Archana ke muh se lafaz nahi nikle. “Tu... Interpol? Mazak kar rahi hai na?”




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Cafe Lounge ke corner table par dono best friends baithi thi. Mahol bahar se normal tha – coffee ki khushboo, halki music – lekin Archana ke andar toofan macha hua tha. Roma ne apna phone table par rakh diya aur serious face kiya.


Roma ne phone par ek recording play kiya – jismein Archana Rana ke saath hotel room mein thi, uske saath close moments, uske kaan mein kuch suspicious baatein, Rana ke haath uski kamar par, aur Archana ka woh seductive smile.



Roma: “Yeh sab humare paas hai. Rana ke construction partner Karan ke through money wash ho raha hai. Aur tu... tu uske saath itni close kyun hai? Meetings, calls, construction site par teri visits... aur ab tu Swati ke club ki manager bhi ban gayi hai? Rana ke political campaign ko run karne mein madad bhi kar rahi hai? Archana, yeh sab kya hai?”


Archana ke aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Woh Roma ka haath pakad kar boli, “Roma please believe me! Main innocent hoon. Maine toh sirf investigation kar rahi thi woh bhi Inspector Vijay jiski maut huyi thi kuch mahino pehle uske kehne par. Unki bhi maut huyi aur mere editor in chief ki bhi aur ye undercover baat bas un dono ko hi pata tha. Rana ke janjhal mein fas gayi hoon. Main proof collect kar rahi thi unke against. Please yaar, hum best friends hain...”


Roma ne haath chhuda liya. Uski aankhein sakht thi. “Dosti alag, duty alag Archana. Abhi tak tere against solid evidence hai – meetings, calls, even Rana ke construction site par teri visits aur woh Swati jiska club hai uski tum ab manager. Aur toh aur ab tu Rana ke political campaign ko run karne mein madad bhi kar rahi ho. Agar tu sach mein innocent hai toh ek kaam kar.”


Roma ne thoda pause liya, Archana ki taraf dekha aur dheere se bola, “Karan ke paas ek pen drive hai – usmein Rana ke saare illegal businesses ke details honge. Usse chura la. Agar tu yeh kar degi toh I will help fully to drop the charges interpol have against u. Interpol bhi tujhe full protection dega. Warna... tumhe Rana ka partner aur accomplice ke roop mein manaa jayega Interpol ke record mein.”


Archana ka chehra safed pad gaya. Woh kuch seconds tak chup rahi, phir kaanpte hue boli, “Roma... main karungi. Lekin yeh bahut dangerous hai. Karan mujhe pehchanta hain aur Rana ka ek killer shooter hain Roshan... woh woh bhi ... mujhe threaten kar chuka hai.”


Roma ne Archana ke haath ko phir se pakda – is baar pyar se, lekin firm. “Yeh teri last chance hai Archana. Main tujhe ek hafte ka time de rahi hoon. Pen drive chura kar mujhe directly dena. Kisi aur ko mat batana – na Vijay ke kisi purane colleague ko ya use pehchan ne wale ko. Main khud tujhe monitor kar rahi hoon. Aur haan... agar tu ismein bhi double cross kiya toh main khud tujhe arrest karwaungi.”


Archana ne aankhein band kar li. Uske dimag mein sab kuch ghum raha tha – Roshan ek killer jiski nazar uspar thi, Karan ka lund, Rana uska dangerous boss, aur ab Roma jo pehle uski best friend thi jo sachai mein ek Interpol agent hain jise lag raha hain mein Rana ke saath mili huyi hun ab



Roma: “Dekh Archana we were friends , i want to trust you, Main tujhpar bharosa karna chahti hoon Archana. lekin evidence aapke khilaf hain ... . Main contact karti rahungi.

Archana (apne aap se, dheere se): Ek baar phir gehraai mein utarna padega... Karan ke saath phir se... lekin is baar us sirf pen drive ke liye.

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