Misc. Erotica Loyal wife degradation

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Zoya bus se utri toh raat ke 9:20 baj chuke the. Uski chaal thodi unnatural thi. Taangein abhi bhi halki si kaanp rahi thi. Skirt ke andar uski chut se Rahul ka cum abhi bhi dheere-dheere nikal raha tha. Stockings geeli aur thodi si sticky thi. Blouse ke buttons usne bus mein theek kiye the, lekin uska chehra abhi bhi laal tha aur aankhein thodi swollen.

Ghar ka darwaza kholte hi Sameer drawing room mein baitha dikha. Usne TV band kiya aur Zoya ki taraf dekha.

“Itni late?” usne poocha. Uski nazar Zoya ke chehre pe ruk gayi, phir uski chaal pe.

Zoya ne bag side mein rakhte hue normal voice mein kaha, “Haan… office mein kaam zyada ho gaya tha. Boss ne files complete karne ko kaha tha. Bus bhi late aa rahi thi.”

Sameer ne usko upar se neeche tak dekha. Zoya ki skirt thodi si disheveled thi. Uski stockings pe halka sa daag dikhai de raha tha. Sameer ki aankhein thodi si pat jaati hain.

“Aaj bohot thaki hui lag rahi ho,” usne dheere se kaha. “Aur… teri chaal bhi thodi alag hai.”

Zoya ne jaldi se kitchen ki taraf muh kiya. “Haan… poora din khade-khade kaam kiya. Legs dard kar rahi hain.”

Woh bathroom mein chali gayi. Darwaza band karke usne mirror mein khud ko dekha. Uska chehra thaka hua tha. Skirt utaar ke usne dekha – uski chut thodi si laal aur swollen thi. Cum abhi bhi halka sa nikal raha tha. Usne jaldi se wipe kiya, underwear change ki, aur fresh salwar kameez pehen li.

Jab woh bahar aayi toh Sameer uske bedroom ke darwaze pe khada tha.

“Zoya,” usne dheere se kaha, “sach-sach bata. Office mein sirf kaam hi hua tha?”

Zoya ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Usne aankhein neeche kiye hue kaha, “Haan… bas kaam. Itna late isliye hua kyunki files complete karni thi. Aur bus late thi.”

Sameer ne uske kareeb aake uski kamar pe haath rakha. “Teri aankhein laal hain. Aur tu chal bhi nahi pa rahi theek se. Kya hua tha?”

Zoya ne uska haath hatane ki koshish ki. “Kuch nahi hua Sameer. Main thak gayi hoon. Please… aaj mat poocho.”

Sameer chup ho gaya. Woh uske peeche bedroom mein aaya. Zoya bed pe baith gayi. Sameer uske bagal mein baitha. Usne uski taang pe haath pherte hue kaha, “Kal bhi tu late aayi thi. Aaj bhi. Aur teri body… pehle jaisi nahi lag rahi.”

Zoya ne muh pher liya. “Main job kar rahi hoon. Thakavat hoti hai.”

Sameer ne uska chehra apni taraf kiya. Uski aankhon mein shak toh tha, lekin uske saath ek ajeeb si chamak bhi thi. Usne dheere se kaha, “Agar koi… tujhe tang kar raha ho office mein… toh bata. Main…”

Uski awaaz ruk gayi. Zoya ne uski aankhon mein dekha. Sameer ki saans thodi tez ho rahi thi. Uske pant mein halka sa tight hona dikhai de raha tha.

Zoya samajh gayi. Sameer shak toh kar raha tha, lekin us shak se usko… maza bhi aa raha tha.

Usne aankhein neeche kiye hue kaha, “Kuch nahi ho raha Sameer. Bas kaam hai. Ab so jaate hain.”

Sameer ne usko aur nahi dabaaya. Woh bed pe let gaya, lekin uski aankhein band nahi hui. Woh Zoya ki taraf dekh raha tha – uski thaki hui body, uski ajeeb si chaal, uske swollen lips. Uske dimag mein images ghum rahi thi… kisi aur ke haath Zoya pe, kisi aur ka lund uski chut mein.

Uske lund ne ek baar phir se jhatka diya.

Zoya andhere mein leti rahi. Uski chut abhi bhi dard kar rahi thi. Usko laga jaise Sameer ab dheere-dheere samajh raha hai… aur usko us baat ka andaza bhi tha ki Sameer ke andar kuch badal raha hai.

Adil apne room mein baitha tha. Usne Zoya ke late aane ki awaaz suni thi. Usne Sameer ke sawalon ki awaaz bhi suni thi. Usko pata tha ki uski Appi aaj bhi kisi ke saath thi.