Adultery Sex and Revenge

[Spirande]

Ghar aakar Shruti behad gusse mein thin. Woh seedhe bathroom mein gayin aur khud ko shant karne ke liye shower ke neeche khadi ho gayin. Lekin shower ke thande paani mein bhi uske kaano mein us mazdoor ke shabd goonj rahe the—"Tujhe pelne mein bahut maza aayega."

Uske dimaag mein uske college ke boyfriend, Vijay ka chehra aur jo porn videos woh dekhti thin, sab kuch achanak ghumne laga. Uska jism unlske dimaag ke khilaf baghavat karne laga tha. Usne apne andar ek aisi bechaini aur uttejana (excitement) mehsoos hui jo usne pehle kabhi mehsoos nahi ki thi. Bathroom se nikalte hi, Shruti ne bekhudi mein apna vibrator uthaya aur khud ko santusht karne lagin. Jab usne apni aankhein band ki, toh hairani ki baat yeh thi ki use Arun ka nahi, balki unhi mazdooron ka chehra dikhai de raha tha. Un majdooro ko yaad karke wo jor se chillai
Ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhh......ohhhhhhh...ahhhhhhhh

Ek zordaar orgasm ke baad woh thak kar so gayin.

Jab dopahar ko uski aankh khuli, toh Shruti ko khud par behad sharmindagi mehsoos hui. Uane socha ki woh ek parivar wali mahila hain aur unlska is tarah un gair-mardon ke baare mein sochna bilkul ghalat hai. Shruti ne tay kiya ki woh shaam ko Arun ko sab kuch sach-sach bata dengi.

Raat ko jab Arun laut kar aaya aur sone ka waqt hua, toh Shruti ne baat shuru karni chahi. Lekin jaise hi usne Arun ki taraf dekha, uske dimaag mein phir se un mazdooron ke kahe shabd ghumne lage aur uska badan dobara uttejit hone laga. Woh is baat se gussa thin ki uska apna jism use dhoka de raha tha. Usne khud par kabu pane ka faisla kiya. Arun ne pucha,

"Kya hua Shruti, tum itni khamosh kyun ho?" Toh Shruti ne baat taal di aur kaha, "Kuch nahi, bas thodi thak gayi hoon."

Woh balcony mein aayi aur usne dekha ki Meenal is baar watchman Rahim ke behad kareeb khadi hokar baat kar rahi thin. Use laga ki yahan kuch toh ajeeb hai, par usne jyaada dimag nahi lagaya aur woh wapas bed pe aakar so gayin.

Agli subah, Shruti ne pakka irada kiya ki woh kisi bhi haal mein us sunsaan raste se nahi jayengi, chahe traffic kitna bhi ho. Usne Sana ko college drop kiya aur wo highway ki taraf badhne lagin. Lekin tabhi, jaise uske haathon ne uska kehna manana band kar diya. Uake haathone, uske na chahte hue bhi, scooter ko us sunsaan gali ki taraf mod diya.

Shruti ne khud se kaha, "Ruk jao Shruti, wapas chalo, highway pe. Ye rasta thik nahi hai". Lekin uska jism uske dimaag ki sun hi nahi raha tha. Jism Ye dimag ka disconnect ho gaya tha. Usne apni Activa ki raftaar badhai aur seedhe us bungalow ke samne ja kar ruki jahan ek bada sa construction waste ke materials ka malbe ka dher laga hua tha, jise scooter se paar karna namumkin tha.

Jaise hi usne scooter roki, teenon mazdooron ne use chaaron taraf se gher liya. Shruti ke andar ek khauf daud gaya. Wo Gali ekdum sunsaan thi, door-door tak koi Nazar nahi aa raha tha. Un teeno ne uski scooter ko majbooti se pakad liya tha. Shruti ne pehli baar un mazdoor ko itne paas se dekha tha. Unmein se do jawan the, lagbhag 30 saal ke, majboot aur gathile badan wale, jinki peeth par pasina chamak raha tha. Teesra, lagbhag 50 saal ka ek mota shakhs tha, jisne lungi pehni hui thi aur uski chhati par ghane baal the. Teeno ne shirt nahi pehni thi. Unke khule badan ko dekhake Shruti ke ander ajeeb sa feeling ho raha tha



Unme se jo buddha tha usne kaha, "Koi madad chahiye madam? Mera naam Hira hai, Hiralal"

Doosre ne haskar kaha, "Oh, isase baat mat karo, yeh security officer ko bula legi."

Shruti ne unki pakad se baahar nikalne ki koshish ki aur chillai, "Kya chahiye tum logo ko? Mujhe jaane do!"

Hira ne kaha, "Tumne kal hamare dost ko thappad maara tha. Humein uske liye sorry chahiye."

Shruti ne gusse mein kaha, "Sorry my foot! Usne mere baare mein ghatiya baatein ki thi"

Hira ne saaf keh diya, "Bina sorry bole tum yahan se nahi ja sakti."

Shruti ne socha ki is mamle ko yahin khatam karna behtar hai. Usne us mazdoor ki taraf dekh kar kaha,

"I am sorry."

Lekin Hira ne kaha, "Humein aisi sorry nahi chahiye. Hum sorry apne tareeqe se lenge."

Itna kehte hi, Hira ne Shruti ka haath pakda aur use jabardast tareeqe se bungalow ke andar kheechne laga. Baki do mazdoor uski Activa ko andar le aaye. Shruti ne bahut virodh kiya aur chillai,

" Chod do mujhe. Mujhe jaane do "

par woh teeno us par haavi ho chuke the. Shruti ko wo teeno ek bade se drawing hall se hote hue , ek corridor se jaate , ek ke aakhiri kamre mein le gaye, jahan teen bed lage hue the. Unhone pahele bunglow ka aur phir kamre ka darwaza andar se band kar diya.

Shruti ab darr se kanpte hue apna phone nikalne ki koshish ki, par ek mazdoor ne turant uska purse chheen kar mobile switch off kar diya. Hira ne Shruti ke paas aakar kaha,

"Humein security officer se mat darao, hum pehle bhi kai baar jail ja chuke hain."

Ab Shruti ko Arun ki kahi baat yaad aayi ki in logo se panga nahi lena chahiye tha.

Shruti ne gidgidaye hue kaha, "Dekho, tumhein jitne paise chahiye main de dungi, mere gehne bhi le lo, par mujhe jaane do."

Yeh sunkar woh teeno jor se hans pade. Hira ne kaha, "Humein paise nahi, tu chahiye."



Shruti ne us din ek guthne tak ki skirt aur sleeveless tight top pehna hua tha, jismein uska jism behad khubsurat aur aakarshak lag raha tha. Hira ne use gaur se dekhte hue kaha,

"Yeh toh bahut hi majedaar maal hai. Iska figure kitna mast hai."

Doosre mazdoor ne kaha, "Bhai, ab hum ek mahina yahan hain. Roz iski chudai karenge, khoob ragdenge. Iske figure ki aasi taise kar denge"

Teesre ne kaha, "Haan yaar, hamari toh lottery lag gayi."