17-08-2026, 07:14 PM
Dinner almost khatam ho chuka tha. Plates empty the, last sip wine ki bachi thi. Rohan uncle ne napkin rakha aur uthte hue kaha, “Beti, main washroom jaata hoon. Tu yahin ruk. Jaldi aata hoon.”
Wo chale gaye. Main table par akeli baithi thi. Thodi der baad manager phir se table ke paas aa gaya. Is baar wo seedhe meri taraf aaya.
Usne soft smile ke saath introduce kiya, “Madam, main Rahul, restaurant manager. Pehle properly baat nahi ho paayi. Aapki smile aur overall presence bahut graceful hai. Ye gown aap par exceptional lag raha hai.”
Main thoda polite smile karti hui boli, “Thank you.”
Wo thoda aur kareeb aaya, lekin respectful distance maintain karte hue. “Hotel ka pool area bahut bada aur private hai. Agar aap kabhi visit karna chahein toh main complimentary drinks arrange karwa sakta hoon. Morning time pe atmosphere accha rehta hai.”
Maine socha mana karne ka, lekin uski offer normal thi. “Theek hai… kabhi try karenge.”
Usne apna card nikaal kar table par rakha. “Agar kabhi kuch chahiye — room service, booking, kuch bhi — seedha mujhe call kar lijiye. Future stays ke liye main accha discount bhi arrange kar dunga.”
Uski aankhon mein clear hunger thi. Wo try kar raha tha hide karne ki lekin nazar meri cleavage aur gown ke fit par baar-baar ja rahi thi. Maine zyada kuch nahi bola, bas card uthaya aur purse mein rakh liya. Phir “Enjoy the rest of your evening” keh kar chala gaya.
Rohan uncle wapas aa rahe the tabhi unhone manager ko jaate hue dekh liya. Table par baithte hue unhone poocha, “Wo kya baat kar raha tha itni der?”
Maine bata diya — introduction, pool offer, complimentary drinks, card, discount wali baat.
Rohan uncle hans pade. Unhone wine ka last sip liya aur dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Lagta hai hotel ka har banda meri beti ko chodna chahta hai. Manager ki aankhen dekh kar clear tha.” Unhone thoda dirty tone mein add kiya, “Tere is gown ne aaj sabka dimaag kharab kar diya hai.”
Main sharma kar napkin se khelte hue boli, “Uncle, aap bhi na… bas kariye. Public mein.”
Unhone mera haath table ke neeche dabaya. “Chal, ab yahan se chalte hain. Neeche bar hai. Thoda dance karte hain, drinks lete hain. Mood banate hain.”
Hum restaurant se nikal kar basement wali bar ki taraf gaye. Bar ka environment alag tha — dim lights, music, log. Jaise hi hum andar gaye, kai nazrein meri taraf mud gayi. Local guys, kuch foreigners — sab dekh rahe the. Gown ke tight fit aur backless peeth ne unki nazar pakad li thi. Kuch log openly mujhe eye-fuck kar rahe the.
Mujhe wo attention feel ho rahi thi. Meri skin garam ho rahi thi. Gown ke neeche meri body react kar rahi thi — thodi si wetness feel hui. Main Rohan uncle ke saath bar counter ki taraf badhi, lekin har kadam par nazrein peeche feel ho rahi thi.
Unhone drinks order kiye. Phir dance floor ki taraf le gaye. Music tez tha. Unhone mujhe apne kareeb kheench liya. Haath meri kamar par, kabhi neeche gaand ke upar. Hum close dance karne lage. Unke haath kabhi meri peeth ke backless hisse par ferte, kabhi hips pakad kar mujhe apne se chipkate.
Drinks continuous aa rahe the. Main bhi pi rahi thi, wo bhi. Thodi der mein dono ka mood light ho gaya. Unke haath aur bold ho gaye — kabhi cleavage ke paas, kabhi gaand ko dabate hue. Main unke kandhe par sir rakh kar dance kar rahi thi. Bar ke log ab bhi dekh rahe the. Mujhe wo pasand aa raha tha.
Kai drinks ke baad mujhe feel hua ki main tipsy ho gayi hoon. World thoda slow feel ho raha tha. Maine unke kaan mein kaha, “Uncle… ab kaafi ho gaya. Main drunk feel kar rahi hoon. Chaliye wapis room me.”
Unhone ek aur shot order kiya, ek saans mein piya, phir mera haath pakad kar bar se bahar le aaye. Elevator se leke corridor tak main unpar thoda lean kar rahi thi. Heels mein chalna bhi mushkil ho raha tha.
Room ka door khulte hi Rohan uncle seedhe bed ki taraf gaye. Unhone kapde tak nahi utaare. Bed par gir gaye. Aankhen band. Bilkul black-out. Unki saans gehri ho gayi. Wo so gaye.
Main unhe dekhte hue khadi rahi. Thodi der baad maine gown utara. Nipple stickers hataaye. Phir suitcase se soft shorts aur ek loose t-shirt nikaali jiski shoulder straps bahut slim thi. Kapde pehen liye. Mirror mein dekha — ab simple lag rahi thi, lekin body abhi bhi sensitive thi.
Mere man mein sochne lagi: Aaj phir se chudai ka mann tha. Lekin wo so gaye hain. Koi baat nahi. Rest kar lete hain. Papa aane mein abhi time hai. Aaj ka din kaafi intense tha… Asraf, pics, phone call wala cum, dinner, manager, bar… sab mil gaya.
Main bed par unke bagal mein let gayi. Unki taraf peeth karke. Unki saans meri peeth par feel ho rahi thi. Main aankhen band kar li. Thakavat ne jald hi mujhe neend mein dhakel diya.Room mein ab sirf unki gehri saansein thi aur bahar se thodi si raat ki awaaz. Main unke saath so gayi, unke bagal mein, aaj ke saare nashilon moments ke saath.
Main aankhen kholte hi kuch awaazein suni. Plate aur glass ki halki si khankhanahat, coffee ki khushboo, aur dheemi si footsteps. Maine side mein dekha toh Rohan uncle bed par nahi the. Main thoda uth kar baithi. Unhone room service order kiya tha. Table par breakfast set ho raha tha — sandwiches, coffee, kuch fruits.
Waiter Asraf hi tha. tray le kar items rakh raha tha. Rohan uncle already naha chuke the. Unhone dark shorts aur simple white t-shirt pehen rakhi thi. Baal geele the, fresh dikh rahe the.
Main bed se utri. Abhi bhi shorts aur slim-strap t-shirt mein thi. Rohan uncle meri taraf aaye. Unhone mera face dono haathon mein liya aur subah ka gehra kiss diya. Kiss ke dauran unka ek haath peeche jaakar meri gaand ko zor se dabaya.
Maine unka kiss return kiya. Unhone mera haath pakad kar table ki taraf le gaye. “Aa, baith. Nasta kha lete hain.”
Hum dono table par baithe. Asraf ne pehle mere cup mein coffee pour ki, phir unke. Sandwiches serve kiye. Atmosphere normal lag raha tha lekin pehle din ki yaadein abhi bhi hawa mein thi.
Rohan uncle ne coffee ki taraf haath badhate hue meri taraf dekha. “Beti, tu kuch bhool rahi hai?”
Maine soch kar kaha, “Nahi… mujhe nahi lagta. Kya?”
Unhone Asraf ki taraf ishara kiya. “Asraf ko good morning nahi bola.”
Main muskurayi aur Asraf ki taraf dekh kar boli, “Good morning Asraf.”
Rohan uncle ne head shake kiya. Unki aankhon mein mischievous smile thi. “Aise nahi. Wo ab friend hai. Proper tarike se bol.”
Mujhe turant samajh aa gaya. Unka matlab clear tha. Main thoda sa smile karti hui uthi aur Asraf ke paas gayi. Uske bilkul kareeb. Maine uska haath pakad kar apni gaand par rakh diya. Soft fabric ke upar se uski hatheli meri gaand ko feel kar rahi thi. Phir maine uska face apni taraf kheench kar gehra kiss diya — jeebh ke saath, dheere lekin clear. Kiss todte hue lusty awaaz mein kaha, “Good morning Asraf.”
Asraf ki saans thodi tez hui. Usne mera gaand thoda dabate hue jawab diya, “Good morning ma’am.”
Main wapas apni chair par baith gayi. Rohan uncle ki taraf dekh kar poocha, “Ab theek tha? Proper good morning?”
Unhone hans kar kaha, “Ab baat bani.”
Asraf ne tray uthayi. “Sir, mujhe ek aur room mein breakfast deliver karna hai. Permission ho toh main nikal lun?”
Rohan uncle ne nod kiya. Asraf ne last ek nazar meri taraf daali aur door se bahar nikal gaya. Room phir se silent ho gaya.Rohan uncle ne sandwich ka ek piece uthate hue kaha, “Aaj ka plan simple hai. Pehle poolside jaate hain. Thoda swim, thoda sun. Phir lunch. Shaam ko beach. Kaisa lagta hai?”
Mujhe idea pasand aaya. “Haan, accha plan hai. Pool ke baad beach fresh lagega.”
Hum nasta karte rahe. Thodi der baad maine unse poocha, “Uncle, aap Bangalore mein kya karte ho actually? Itna free kaise rehte ho?”
Unhone coffee sip karte hue bataya, “Teen restaurants hain aur chaar cafes. Sab chal rahe hain. Staff competent hai, isliye mujhe roz jaane ki zarurat nahi padti. Kabhi-kabhi kisi ek mein chala jaata hoon, check kar leta hoon, baaki time apna rehta hai. Life enjoy karta hoon. Kaam system pe chal raha hai.”
Unhone meri taraf dekh kar add kiya, “Kabhi Bangalore aa jana. Main tujhe apne restaurants dikhaunga, city ghumunga. Proper vacation.”
Maine unki aankhon mein dekhte hue halki si muskaan ke saath kaha, “Agar main Bangalore aayi toh aap mujhe room se bahar hi nahi nikalne denge. Pura din fuck marathon chalega. Bahar ghumne ka time hi nahi milega.”
Rohan uncle zor se hans pade. Unhone mera haath table par dabaya. “Sahi pakda tune. Shayad waisa hi ho. Room, bed, balcony… sab jagah hahaha. Bahar nikalna optional rahega.”
Main bhi hans padi.
Rohan uncle ne plate side kiya. “Ab ready ho ja. Pool ke liye wo goldern bikini aaj pahen le. Mujhe dekhna hai.”
Main unki baat sunte hue uth khadi hui.
Wo chale gaye. Main table par akeli baithi thi. Thodi der baad manager phir se table ke paas aa gaya. Is baar wo seedhe meri taraf aaya.
Usne soft smile ke saath introduce kiya, “Madam, main Rahul, restaurant manager. Pehle properly baat nahi ho paayi. Aapki smile aur overall presence bahut graceful hai. Ye gown aap par exceptional lag raha hai.”
Main thoda polite smile karti hui boli, “Thank you.”
Wo thoda aur kareeb aaya, lekin respectful distance maintain karte hue. “Hotel ka pool area bahut bada aur private hai. Agar aap kabhi visit karna chahein toh main complimentary drinks arrange karwa sakta hoon. Morning time pe atmosphere accha rehta hai.”
Maine socha mana karne ka, lekin uski offer normal thi. “Theek hai… kabhi try karenge.”
Usne apna card nikaal kar table par rakha. “Agar kabhi kuch chahiye — room service, booking, kuch bhi — seedha mujhe call kar lijiye. Future stays ke liye main accha discount bhi arrange kar dunga.”
Uski aankhon mein clear hunger thi. Wo try kar raha tha hide karne ki lekin nazar meri cleavage aur gown ke fit par baar-baar ja rahi thi. Maine zyada kuch nahi bola, bas card uthaya aur purse mein rakh liya. Phir “Enjoy the rest of your evening” keh kar chala gaya.
Rohan uncle wapas aa rahe the tabhi unhone manager ko jaate hue dekh liya. Table par baithte hue unhone poocha, “Wo kya baat kar raha tha itni der?”
Maine bata diya — introduction, pool offer, complimentary drinks, card, discount wali baat.
Rohan uncle hans pade. Unhone wine ka last sip liya aur dheemi awaaz mein kaha, “Lagta hai hotel ka har banda meri beti ko chodna chahta hai. Manager ki aankhen dekh kar clear tha.” Unhone thoda dirty tone mein add kiya, “Tere is gown ne aaj sabka dimaag kharab kar diya hai.”
Main sharma kar napkin se khelte hue boli, “Uncle, aap bhi na… bas kariye. Public mein.”
Unhone mera haath table ke neeche dabaya. “Chal, ab yahan se chalte hain. Neeche bar hai. Thoda dance karte hain, drinks lete hain. Mood banate hain.”
Hum restaurant se nikal kar basement wali bar ki taraf gaye. Bar ka environment alag tha — dim lights, music, log. Jaise hi hum andar gaye, kai nazrein meri taraf mud gayi. Local guys, kuch foreigners — sab dekh rahe the. Gown ke tight fit aur backless peeth ne unki nazar pakad li thi. Kuch log openly mujhe eye-fuck kar rahe the.
Mujhe wo attention feel ho rahi thi. Meri skin garam ho rahi thi. Gown ke neeche meri body react kar rahi thi — thodi si wetness feel hui. Main Rohan uncle ke saath bar counter ki taraf badhi, lekin har kadam par nazrein peeche feel ho rahi thi.
Unhone drinks order kiye. Phir dance floor ki taraf le gaye. Music tez tha. Unhone mujhe apne kareeb kheench liya. Haath meri kamar par, kabhi neeche gaand ke upar. Hum close dance karne lage. Unke haath kabhi meri peeth ke backless hisse par ferte, kabhi hips pakad kar mujhe apne se chipkate.
Drinks continuous aa rahe the. Main bhi pi rahi thi, wo bhi. Thodi der mein dono ka mood light ho gaya. Unke haath aur bold ho gaye — kabhi cleavage ke paas, kabhi gaand ko dabate hue. Main unke kandhe par sir rakh kar dance kar rahi thi. Bar ke log ab bhi dekh rahe the. Mujhe wo pasand aa raha tha.
Kai drinks ke baad mujhe feel hua ki main tipsy ho gayi hoon. World thoda slow feel ho raha tha. Maine unke kaan mein kaha, “Uncle… ab kaafi ho gaya. Main drunk feel kar rahi hoon. Chaliye wapis room me.”
Unhone ek aur shot order kiya, ek saans mein piya, phir mera haath pakad kar bar se bahar le aaye. Elevator se leke corridor tak main unpar thoda lean kar rahi thi. Heels mein chalna bhi mushkil ho raha tha.
Room ka door khulte hi Rohan uncle seedhe bed ki taraf gaye. Unhone kapde tak nahi utaare. Bed par gir gaye. Aankhen band. Bilkul black-out. Unki saans gehri ho gayi. Wo so gaye.
Main unhe dekhte hue khadi rahi. Thodi der baad maine gown utara. Nipple stickers hataaye. Phir suitcase se soft shorts aur ek loose t-shirt nikaali jiski shoulder straps bahut slim thi. Kapde pehen liye. Mirror mein dekha — ab simple lag rahi thi, lekin body abhi bhi sensitive thi.
Mere man mein sochne lagi: Aaj phir se chudai ka mann tha. Lekin wo so gaye hain. Koi baat nahi. Rest kar lete hain. Papa aane mein abhi time hai. Aaj ka din kaafi intense tha… Asraf, pics, phone call wala cum, dinner, manager, bar… sab mil gaya.
Main bed par unke bagal mein let gayi. Unki taraf peeth karke. Unki saans meri peeth par feel ho rahi thi. Main aankhen band kar li. Thakavat ne jald hi mujhe neend mein dhakel diya.Room mein ab sirf unki gehri saansein thi aur bahar se thodi si raat ki awaaz. Main unke saath so gayi, unke bagal mein, aaj ke saare nashilon moments ke saath.
Main aankhen kholte hi kuch awaazein suni. Plate aur glass ki halki si khankhanahat, coffee ki khushboo, aur dheemi si footsteps. Maine side mein dekha toh Rohan uncle bed par nahi the. Main thoda uth kar baithi. Unhone room service order kiya tha. Table par breakfast set ho raha tha — sandwiches, coffee, kuch fruits.
Waiter Asraf hi tha. tray le kar items rakh raha tha. Rohan uncle already naha chuke the. Unhone dark shorts aur simple white t-shirt pehen rakhi thi. Baal geele the, fresh dikh rahe the.
Main bed se utri. Abhi bhi shorts aur slim-strap t-shirt mein thi. Rohan uncle meri taraf aaye. Unhone mera face dono haathon mein liya aur subah ka gehra kiss diya. Kiss ke dauran unka ek haath peeche jaakar meri gaand ko zor se dabaya.
Maine unka kiss return kiya. Unhone mera haath pakad kar table ki taraf le gaye. “Aa, baith. Nasta kha lete hain.”
Hum dono table par baithe. Asraf ne pehle mere cup mein coffee pour ki, phir unke. Sandwiches serve kiye. Atmosphere normal lag raha tha lekin pehle din ki yaadein abhi bhi hawa mein thi.
Rohan uncle ne coffee ki taraf haath badhate hue meri taraf dekha. “Beti, tu kuch bhool rahi hai?”
Maine soch kar kaha, “Nahi… mujhe nahi lagta. Kya?”
Unhone Asraf ki taraf ishara kiya. “Asraf ko good morning nahi bola.”
Main muskurayi aur Asraf ki taraf dekh kar boli, “Good morning Asraf.”
Rohan uncle ne head shake kiya. Unki aankhon mein mischievous smile thi. “Aise nahi. Wo ab friend hai. Proper tarike se bol.”
Mujhe turant samajh aa gaya. Unka matlab clear tha. Main thoda sa smile karti hui uthi aur Asraf ke paas gayi. Uske bilkul kareeb. Maine uska haath pakad kar apni gaand par rakh diya. Soft fabric ke upar se uski hatheli meri gaand ko feel kar rahi thi. Phir maine uska face apni taraf kheench kar gehra kiss diya — jeebh ke saath, dheere lekin clear. Kiss todte hue lusty awaaz mein kaha, “Good morning Asraf.”
Asraf ki saans thodi tez hui. Usne mera gaand thoda dabate hue jawab diya, “Good morning ma’am.”
Main wapas apni chair par baith gayi. Rohan uncle ki taraf dekh kar poocha, “Ab theek tha? Proper good morning?”
Unhone hans kar kaha, “Ab baat bani.”
Asraf ne tray uthayi. “Sir, mujhe ek aur room mein breakfast deliver karna hai. Permission ho toh main nikal lun?”
Rohan uncle ne nod kiya. Asraf ne last ek nazar meri taraf daali aur door se bahar nikal gaya. Room phir se silent ho gaya.Rohan uncle ne sandwich ka ek piece uthate hue kaha, “Aaj ka plan simple hai. Pehle poolside jaate hain. Thoda swim, thoda sun. Phir lunch. Shaam ko beach. Kaisa lagta hai?”
Mujhe idea pasand aaya. “Haan, accha plan hai. Pool ke baad beach fresh lagega.”
Hum nasta karte rahe. Thodi der baad maine unse poocha, “Uncle, aap Bangalore mein kya karte ho actually? Itna free kaise rehte ho?”
Unhone coffee sip karte hue bataya, “Teen restaurants hain aur chaar cafes. Sab chal rahe hain. Staff competent hai, isliye mujhe roz jaane ki zarurat nahi padti. Kabhi-kabhi kisi ek mein chala jaata hoon, check kar leta hoon, baaki time apna rehta hai. Life enjoy karta hoon. Kaam system pe chal raha hai.”
Unhone meri taraf dekh kar add kiya, “Kabhi Bangalore aa jana. Main tujhe apne restaurants dikhaunga, city ghumunga. Proper vacation.”
Maine unki aankhon mein dekhte hue halki si muskaan ke saath kaha, “Agar main Bangalore aayi toh aap mujhe room se bahar hi nahi nikalne denge. Pura din fuck marathon chalega. Bahar ghumne ka time hi nahi milega.”
Rohan uncle zor se hans pade. Unhone mera haath table par dabaya. “Sahi pakda tune. Shayad waisa hi ho. Room, bed, balcony… sab jagah hahaha. Bahar nikalna optional rahega.”
Main bhi hans padi.
Rohan uncle ne plate side kiya. “Ab ready ho ja. Pool ke liye wo goldern bikini aaj pahen le. Mujhe dekhna hai.”
Main unki baat sunte hue uth khadi hui.
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