Adultery Pativrata se Hotwife: Ek Anokha Safar

[Joker44]

Lift ka heavy glass-and-steel door sliding motion mein smoothly band ho gaya.
Andar sirf do log. Mirror walls, soft yellow interior LEDs, aur indicators par basement B2 ka red button illuminated tha. Geeti pistachio chiffon pallu ko chest par tightly sambhalte hue elevator ke corner par khadi thi. Unke beech mushkil se ek-do foot ka distance tha.
Pehle teen-chaar seconds tak lift ki quiet huming sound ke alawa poore cabin mein sannata raha.
Phir Arjun ne ek decisve step aage badhaya.
Usne pehle pallu ko chhua nahi. Pehle Geeti ka flushed, warm chehra. Uske dono bade, broad haath Geeti ki bare waist line par aa kar fit ho gaye—exact waist chain ke upar, soft chiffon saree fabric ke through. Geeti ki peeth lift ki mirror wall se touch hui, aur thandak uski bare skin par phail gayi.
"Abhi bhi dimaag mein chal raha hai kuch?" Arjun ne heavy, husky tone mein low whisper kiya.
Geeti ne koi verbal answer nahi diya. Usne bas Arjun ki dark, intense eyes mein dekha. Phir usne khud apna head slightly elevate kiya.
Kiss pehli nahi thi unke beech—pub ke hidden booth mein yeh already ho chuka tha. Lekin woh kiss rapid thi, secretly hidden, kisi ke pakde jaane ke darr wali urgency mein thi.
Yeh wali kiss completely structural thi.
Arjun ke hoth pehle Geeti ke hothon par thamb gaye, pressure build kiya, aur phir gently apna mouth open kar diya. Geeti ki panted breathing Arjun ke mouth mein chali gayi. Usne Geeti ke lower lip ko daanton ke beech soft bite ke saath hold kiya, release kiya, aur phir kiss ko intensely deep kar diya. Geeti ka left hand Arjun ke white shirt collar ko grip kar gaya, aur right hand wall ki stainless-steel railing ko tightly pakde raha.
Sloppy, wet smooching sound chhote se closed cabin mein amplify hone lagi.
Arjun ne Geeti ke face ka angle slightly tilt kiya, jeebh ko andar slide kiya—slow, deep, aur rhythmic. Geeti ke throat se ek low, uncontrollable sound nikli—"Mmmhh..."—jisse woh suppress nahi kar paaye.




Lift basement towards continuously move kar rahi thi.
Arjun ka ek haath waist line se slide hokar blouse ke back hook line tak pahuncha—usne hook unfasten nahi kiya, par pressure wahi rakha. Doosra hand saree pallu ko pull karte hue uski bare side waist par settle ho gaya. Gold waist chain uski broad hatheli ke neeche directly press ho rahi thi.
Geeti ne apni gori ungliyan Arjun ke baalon mein daal diin. Kiss continuous nahi thi—interrupted, breathing pauses ke saath phail rahi thi.
"Geeti..." Arjun ne lips ke beech whisper kiya.
"Hmm..."
"I need more than this today..."
Lift ki chime sound baje bina hi cabin jhatke se ek point par slow down hui.
Middle floor—Floor 1.
Dono sudden current lagnay jaisi speed se ek doosre se alag hue.
Sliding door khula. Corridor bilkul empty tha. Concrete silence. Do seconds. Door wapas lock ho gaya. Lift dobara basement B2 ki taraf descent karne lagi.
Is baar unke hands pehle se zyada aggressively locked the. Arjun ne Geeti ki dono wrists ko hold karke lift wall ke upar pin-down kar diya. Geeti ki dono baahein uske head ke upar stretch ho gayi thin. Pistachio pallu shoulder se slide hokar waist par latak chuka tha. Blouse ka U-neck completely distorted ho gaya tha, revealing her upper chest curve.
Kiss is baar aur zyada raw thi. Arjun uski jawline, neck line, aur throat par damp kisses chhorte hue wapas lips par aa gaya. Geeti ki legs trembling feel kar rahi thin. Anklets ne loud silver chime sound create ki jab uske heels floor par shift hue.



Ahh... Arjun..." sound uske lips se nikal kar Arjun ke mouth mein disappear ho gayi.

Basement B2.
Chime sound.
Door open hua.
Parking zone ki cool, concrete-scented, damp air cabin ke andar phail gayi. Geeti ne apni wrists chhudaye, fast movement se pallu ko chest par dbang kiya, aur apni saansain control karne ki koshish ki. Arjun ne uska wrist completely free nahi kiya—ungliyan intertwined rakhein aur use left side bay ki taraf lead kiya.
Black SUV last row mein, dimmed parking lights ke neeche parked thi. Fully tinted glass. Arjun ne remote unlock press karke rear door pull-open kiya.
Geeti ek second ke liye door frame par ruki. Yeh normal cab ya city car jaisi nahi thi. Inside was dark leather, spacious, aur deep interior setup.
Woh saree ko sambhalte hue inside step-in hui. Pehle woh upright posture mein baithi—both legs together, clutch bag lap par rakha, jaise koi high-society lady kisi unknown space mein baithi ho.
Arjun doosri side door se enter hua. Door slam hua. Automatic central locking click.
Pehle paanch seconds tak car interior mein sirf unki heavy, rapid breathing sounds thin.
Geeti ne front windshield glass se bahar dekha. Parking lot ki yellow tube light ki blurry line dikh rahi thi. Ek security guard door se walk karta hua cross hua aur shadow mein vanish ho gaya.
"Bohut ajeeb lag raha hai..." Geeti ne almost unnoticeable whisper mein kaha.
Arjun uski taraf fully turn hua. "Mujhe bhi. Par main har minute isi moment ko crave kar raha tha."
Usne Geeti ka clutch bag utha kar front seat par slide kar diya. Geeti ke legs ab bhi tightly clamped the.
Phir Arjun ne poori restraint tod di.
Usne Geeti ko upright nahi rehne diya. Ek hand uske head ke peeche support structure bana, doosra hand waist line par, aur Geeti ko plush leather back seat par reclining position mein litate hue khud uske upar lean in kar gaya. Translucent pistachio chiffon layers mein fold ho gayi. Pallu unke beech se completely strip off hokar seat ke corner par gir gaya.
Kiss ab completely wild aur uninhibited thi.
Koi delay nahi. Arjun ke lips uske mouth par, neck par, aur cleavage gap par aggressive marks chhodne lage. Geeti ke andar se ek long, vibrating moan erupt hui—"Mmmhh... ahh..."—jo usne is baar kisi scarf mein nahi, direct Arjun ke mouth mein chhod di.
"Arjun... Yahan parking mein...?"
"Right here," usne low rumble mein answer kiya, aur apna mouth uski bare collarbone par press kar diya.




Uske dono haath sleeveless blouse par move hue.

Pehle exterior fabric ke upar se. Soft, heavy pressure. Usne apna broad palm Geeti ke left breast par place kiya, kapde ke through. Press kiya, release kiya, phir deep pressure diya. Geeti ki waist back seat se arch hokar lift ho gayi.
"Ahhh—"
Arjun ne blouse ke delicate U-neck ko niche pull kiya. Ek inch. Do inch. Blouse uske round breasts ke upper slopes se downward slip hone laga. Back hooks fastened order mein the, par front fabric itna distort ho chuka tha ki uski fair skin aur soft upper cleavage explicitly bare ho gaye.
Usne apna hand direct inside slide kiya.
Blouse ke under-lining surface par. Direct warm skin contact. Koi bra barrier nahi tha—subah Soham ke instruction ke according Geeti ne layer bypass ki thi, aur ab yeh reality Arjun ke palm ne immediate touch mein feel kar li.
"Fuck... Geeti."
Usne bare, soft breast को apni hatheli se fill kar liya. Deep, slow circular pressure. Phir uski fingers swollen nipple par move hui—pehla light squeeze, phir thoda firmer grip.
Geeti ki aankhein completely shut ho gayi. "Arjun... Aahh... Dheere..."
"Dheere?" Usne doosra hand bhi distorted blouse ke andar push kar diya. Dono breasts ab uski broad palms ke andar locked the. "Tumhari breathing toh bilkul slow nahi hai."
Geeti ne Arjun ki shirted back ko grip kar liya. Linen fabric ko tight fingers mein squeeze kar liya. Uski thighs seat par apart expand hone lagiin—saree waist tak ride-up ho chuki thi, cream petticoat ki edge and inner thighs clearly visible thin. Silver anklet uski calf skin se cling kar rahi thi.
Arjun ne apna face lower kiya. Blouse ke inner lining se emerge hote hue usne Geeti ke firm right nipple ko apne warm lips mein hold kar liya. Extremely warm. Wet. Usne suckling motion create ki, with a subtle teeth trace.
"Ahhh... Mmmhh— Arjun..." Geeti ki uninhibited moaning whole SUV cabin mein ring karne lagi. Usne apna mouth cover karne ki try ki, par body reflexively surrender kar chuki thi. "Koi... Dekh na le..."
"Tinted glass hai," Arjun ne shift kiya. Left nipple. Wet tongue swirl. Deep suction. "Aur main aaj pause lene ke mood mein nahi hoon."
Geeti inside from moisture completely drenched ho chuki thi. Silk petticoat ka inner crotch panel skin se stick hokar extreme heat wave radiate kar raha tha. Jab Arjun ne apne broad thigh ko Geeti ke legs ke beech firmly press kiya, contact immediate aur intense tha. Geeti ki hips automatically upward thrust kar gayi—mind se nahi, sheer biological pulse se.
"Tum... Extremely wet ho," Arjun ne uske earlobe par bite karte hue kaha. Heavy, thick voice. "Main kapde ke through feel kar raha hoon."
Geeti ne eyelashes open kiin. Uski dark eyes mein shame thi, par withdrawal ka koi sign nahi tha.
"Hmm..." bas yahi soft sound nikal payi.
Arjun ne blouse lining ko aur lower force kiya. Dono breasts ab complete exposure mein uske lips aur palms ke control mein the. Woh ek side ko suck karta, doosri side ko deep hatheli se knead karta. Geeti ke moans interchanged fragments mein break ho rahe the.
"Ahh... Ahh... Mat... Itna aggressive—"
"Pub night par toh itna detail nahi mila tha," usne nipples chhod kar wapas uske lips ko claim kiya. Kiss deep, messy, aur saliva-slicked thi. "Tell me... Achha lag raha hai?"
Geeti ne uske hair pull karke affirmative nod kiya. Words construct karne ki condition nahi bachi thi.
Arjun ka right hand ab waist line se travel karta hua silk petticoat ke tight naade par ja kar pause hua. Motion froze. Geeti ki eyes wide open hui.
Dono fast breaths exhale kar rahe the. SUV roof liner unke bilkul upar tha. Outside distant parking area mein ek heavy car door close hone ki muffled metallic thud sound aayi. Both stayed still. Sound faded away into silence.
Arjun ki finger exact naade ki knot par thi. Geeti ki gaze direct uski finger par locked thi.
Geeti ne hand away shift nahi kiya.
Lekin Arjun ne knot unfasten bhi nahi ki.
Usne wapas apna mouth Geeti ke bare breasts par place kiya, aur niche apna hand petticoat fabric ke over-layer se, exact crotch center par, soft fabric through firmly press kar diya.
Geeti ki waist violently arch-up hui.
"Ahhh— fuck..." sound completely control break karke nikal gayi.
Arjun ne uske ear-line par dense, warm breath release ki,
"Abhi bhi limit par chal raha hoon. Tum bolo toh barrier cross karoon. Tum bolo toh yahin hold karoon."
Geeti ki eyes closed ho gayi. Pistachio pallu leather floor par drop ho chuka tha. Blouse completely pushed open. Body full exposure mein Arjun ke under shudder kar rahi thi.
Usne Arjun ki wrist ko grip kiya—away push karne ke liye nahi.
Wahi exact pressure par hold karke rakhne ke liye.
Aur uske hothon se jo whisper-tone nikli, woh completely transformed thi:
"Mat ruk, Arjun..."




Mat ruk, Arjun…”

Arjun ne un do lafzon ko clear command samajh liya.
Usne petticoat ka naada ek hi stroke mein khol diya. Cream silk fabric kamar se dheela ho kar Geeti ki gori thighs tak niche khisak gaya. Saree aur petticoat ke niche black lacey panty explicitly reveal hui—jo pehle se hi uske natural juices se completely drenched thi. Crotch line ka central part skin se chipka hua tha, aur ek dark, wet patch saaf chamak raha tha.
Arjun ne do ungliyaan panty ke wet fabric ke upar se hi uski swollen pussy par circular pressure ke saath ferin. Geeti ki kamar jhatke se leather seat se upar uth gayi.
“Ahhh— Arjun…”
Usne panty ko jhatke se side kar diya. Ek ungli seedha uski gulabi, wet folds ke beech slide hui. Geeti itni drenched thi ki Arjun ki ungli bina kisi resistance ke deeply andar chali gayi. Garam. Tight. Deeply contraction-filled. Arjun ki heavy, hot saansain Geeti ke bare lower abdomen par girne lagiin.
“Itni tight… abhi bhi,” usne deep voice mein whisper kiya. “Pub night ke baad se aur zyada wet aur sensitive lag rahi hai.”
Geeti ne Arjun ke broad shoulders ko kas ke pakad liya, uski ungliyan linen fabric mein dhas gayiin. Ungli aahista se bahar nikli, phir deeply andar. Har stroke ke saath thoda aur gehra penetration. Geeti ke breathless moans cabin ke tinted ambience mein phat kar bikharne lage.
“Mmmhh… ahh… wahan… exactly wahan…”
Arjun ne doosri ungli bhi saath mein inner passage mein push kar di.
Geeti ki aankhein jhatke se khul gayin, lashes wet thin. “Arjun— wait— aahh—!”
Do ungliyaan ab uski chut ke andar deep stroke de rahi thin. Geeti ki inner walls unhe kas kar squeeze kar rahi thin. Arjun ne ungliyon ko andar hook kiya, upar ki wall par press karte hue—wahi exact g-spot jahan usne pub ke hidden booth mein dhoondha tha. Geeti ki gori taangein Arjun ki waist ke around tightly lock ho gayiin.
Geeti seat par violently bounce karne lagi.
Pehle chhote, involuntary lifts. Phir uski hips Arjun ki hatheli ke against broad rhythm mein move hone lagiin. Pistachio chiffon saree poori tarah kamar tak slide ho chuki thi, revealing her entire bare thighs. Blouse U-neck se khula hua, uske bhari breasts upar-neeche violently shake kar rahe the. Anklet har thrust par loud chhan-chhan ki sound de rahi thi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… Arjun… aur deep… do ungliyan aur press karo…”
Arjun ne stroke speed doubles kar di. Do ungliyaan rapid motion mein andar-baahar, aur thumb direct uske swollen clit par continuous circular friction. Geeti ki aawaz ab bilkul controlled nahi thi.
“Fuu— mmhh— don’t stop… keep fucking my chut with your fingers—!”



Arjun ne panty ko uski legs se neeche kheench liya. Geeti ne helpless state mein legs lift kiye, aur panty ek ankle par latak kar reh gayi. Arjun ne uski thighs ko poori tarah apart stretch kar diya.

Parking lot ki dim tube light aur car interior ka light panel direct uski naked chut par focus hua.
Geeti ki chut completely swollen thi, flushed pink aur Dusky tone ke beautiful mix ke saath. Outer lips soft aur warm the. Beech ki wet line bright, glistening pink thi—itni slick ki internal juices uski inner thighs ke curves tak dribble kar rahe the. Swollen clit top par clear highlight ho rahi thi, hood completely retracted. Do ungliyon ke bahar nikalte hi uski chut ka narrow hole slowly contract hua, phir open hua, jaise further penetration demand kar raha ho.
Arjun ne ek second ke liye bas silence mein dekha.
“Fucking delicious,” usne low, ras-bhari voice mein kaha. “Bilkul… abhi ke abhi chatne layak.”
Geeti ne extreme shyness aur vulnerability mein legs close karne ki koshish ki, par Arjun ne uski bare knees ko firmly separated hold rakha.
“Mat chhupao, Geeti. Main tumhari is wet chut ko dekh kar hi poori tarah se khane wala hoon.”
Arjun ne apna face niche lower kiya.
Petticoat ka cream fabric uske head par ek tent jaisa structure ban gaya. Geeti ki dono bare thighs Arjun ke shoulders aur neck ke around wrapping position mein aa gayiin. Arjun ne pehle uski inner thigh line par tongue slide ki—wet drip ko jeebh se trace karte hue—aur phir seedha uski bare chut par apna mouth place kar diya.
Geeti ke gale se loud, shriek-like moan burst-out hui.
“AHHH— Arjun—!”
Arjun ne pehli long, firm lick bottom se top tak lagayi. Poori wet slit ko opening se clit tak tongue se sweep kiya. Geeti ki natural wetness Arjun ki jeebh par spread ho gayi—warm, intensely intoxicating, aur slick. Usne apne hothon se uski pussy lips ke flesh ko suck kiya, phir firm clit ko lips ke beech grip karke gently pull kiya.
Geeti ne Arjun ka head apni thighs ke beech violent strength ke saath press kar liya. Arjun ki neck uski soft inner skin mein bury ho gayi.
“Ahhh… ahhh… mmhh— fuck… Arjun… your mouth is so warm—!”
Arjun ne jeebh ko flat karke clit par slow, heavy circles diye, phir tongue tip se rapid flicks. Ek ungli wapas chut ke andar deep slide hui. Phir do ungliyan. Mouth top par, fingers inside—dono actions synchronization mein chalne lage.
Geeti seat par uske mouth ke against uncontrollable speed mein bounce kar rahi thi. Kabhi woh Arjun ka head apni pussy par tight press karti, toh kabhi uske hair fingers mein grip karke motion guide karti.
“Wahan— wahan— haan… ahhh right there on that spot—!”
Arjun ne command read kar li. Fingers ne front G-spot wall ko upward press kiya, aur jeebh ne clit par aggressive suction applied rakhi. Geeti ki shrieking tone ek notch higher pitch par hit kar gayi.
“Arjun… main… main climax hone wali hoon… AHHH!”
Arjun ne mouth away pull nahi kiya.
Geeti ki bare legs uski neck par vice-like grip mein tight ho gayiin. Uski heels SUV ki plush leather seat back par dig-in kar gayiin. Uska poora body ek moment ke liye completely rigid aur taut hua, aur phir explosive release mein break ho gaya.
“AHHH— AHHH— AHHH—!”
Intense, violent orgasm Arjun ke mouth par directly burst hua. Geeti ki pussy walls repeatedly contract ho kar Arjun ki fingers ko tight grip kar rahi thin, uski clit tongue ke against rhythmically pulse kar rahi thi, aur heavy squirt-like wetness Arjun ke lips, chin, aur jeebh par overflow hone lagi. Arjun ne ek single drop waste nahi hone diya. Usne har pulse, har wet drip ko completely lick off kar liya, jo uski inner thighs tak dribble ho raha tha.
Geeti ki breathless screaming gradually slow, heavy moans aur panting mein reduce ho gayi. “Mmhh… ahh… bas… Arjun… kaafi hai… I can’t take more…”
Arjun ne last long, slow tongue trace di, clean karte hue, jise har inch savor kar raha ho. Phir usne apna face elevate kiya. Uske lips glistening wetness se shine kar rahe the, chin par wet trails thin. Usne Geeti ki dark, glazed eyes mein dekha aur uski hi sweet wetness ko apne lower lip se tongue se clean kar ke swalllow kiya.




Geeti car ceiling ki taraf blankly gaze kar rahi thi, saansain completely erratic thin. Blouse open, breasts bare, saree waist par crumpled, aur panty ek ankle par hanging position mein. Her body was completely soft, trembling, aur spent.

Arjun uske over-top shift hua, par full penetration attempt nahi kiya. Usne bas Geeti ke soft lips par ek slow, deep, saliva-slicked kiss place ki—carrying her own taste back to her mouth.
“Ab tum meri jeebh par cum kar chuki ho, Geeti,” usne uske earlobe par warm saans chhodte hue whisper kiya. “Next time jab milenge, main direct andar tak jaaunga. Aaj ke liye itna hi restraint.”
Geeti ne Arjun ki shirted chest ko grip kiya, par koi verbal counter nahi diya. Sirf ek aur broken, shivering breath release ki.
Outside parking lot mein kisi heavy vehicle ka V8 engine rev-up aur door slam sound echo hua.
Both froze instantly.
Phir Geeti ne heavy eyelashes open kiin. Reality completely return kar rahi thi—basement B2, tinted glass, uski completely unraveled pistachio saree, bare breasts, wet pussy, aur yeh young man jo uske legs ke beech se abhi-abhi step-back kar raha tha.
Usne floor par se chiffon pallu search kiya. Uski hands continuously shudder kar rahe the.
Arjun ne unhooked lacey panty ko uske ankle se completely detach kiya aur discrete motion mein apni front linen pocket mein slide kar liya.
Geeti ne dekha, par recall ya stop karne ke liye koi word nahi bola.
Usne bas rapid fingers se blouse lining adjust ki, petticoat ka tight naada tie-up kiya, saree ko waist line par pull-down kiya, aur tinted window glass ke us paar outer shadow zone mein dhoondhne lagi…
ki kahin basement columns ke peeche Soham stand karke is poori backseat licking aur finger-fucking session ko watch toh nahi kar raha tha.




Geeti ne jaldi-jaldi apne sleeveless blouse ke hooks fasten karna shuru kiye. Uski gori ungliyan ab bhi uncontrollable thrill aur adrenaline ke maare shudder kar rahi thin. Distorted U-neck line ko properly position kiya, aur phir leather seat ke neeche daba hua pistachio chiffon pallu kheench kar nikaala. Soft fabric thoda sa rumpled ho chuka tha, par usne quickly pleats ko set karke left shoulder par dbang kar liya. Silk petticoat ka naada tightly tie kiya aur saree ke lower hemline ko feet tak adjust kar liya.

Car ke andar koi vanity mirror nahi tha. Tinted side window panel mein use apni blurry silhouette nazar aayi—gudaz baal thode bikhre hue, hoth Arjun ke continuous sucking aur licking se swollen aur flushed red, aur kaajal ke smudges outer corners par faile hue.



Arjun ne apni white linen shirt ke upper buttons align kiye. Uske lips par ab bhi Geeti ki internal moisture ka sheen baaki tha. Usne Geeti ko deep, heavy eyes se dekha, koi word spoken nahi hua, bas front seat par rakha leather clutch bag utha kar uske hand mein pakda diya.

Panty ab bhi Arjun ki front trouser pocket mein hidden thi, shape outer fabric par clear press ho rahi thi.
Geeti ne dekha, lekin usne ek lafz bhi counter ya demand nahi kiya.
Car door lock click sound ke saath open hua. Basement ki damp, concrete-scented cool air interior mein enter hui. Geeti ne apni thin-strap heels set kiye, aur floor par feet rakhte hi silver anklets ne ek soft chime sound diya. Arjun doosri side se utra, door firmly slam-shut kiya, aur remote key press kar di.
Private elevator lobby tak dono completely quiet walk karte rahe. Is baar lift car completely vacant thi. Arjun ne ground floor G ka button press kiya. Steel cabin smoothly upward elevation start kar chuki thi.
Floor 2 cross hone se pehle, Arjun ne Geeti ke shoulder ko hold karke wall ke against pinning position mein le aaya. Ek last, deep kiss. Pub booth wali quick, fearful kiss nahi, aur SUV back seat wali wild, aggressive licking/finger-fucking energy bhi nahi—yeh ek slow, thick, lingering kiss thi, jismein Geeti ki wetness ka taste unke mouths ke beech re-exchange ho raha tha. Geeti ne Arjun ke linen shirt collar ko fingers mein grip kar liya. Pistachio pallu unke closely pressed chests ke beech squished ho gaya.
"Mmmhh..." a low, helpless sound escaped Geeti's throat.
Elevator ki soft chime sound baji. Dono jhatke se alag hue, breath control ki. Door open hua. Ek middle-aged society uncle step-in hue, button press kiya, aur discreetly bina kisi par pay attention kiye corner mein stand ho gaye.
Ground Floor.
Bahar Juhu area ki late Sunday afternoon sunlight ab dim amber twilight mein convert ho rahi thi.
Arjun ne SUV parking lot se nikaali. Geeti front passenger seat par silent position mein baithi, saree ke fabric ko lap par gather karti hui, gazing continuously out of the window glass. Distance drive ke dauran koi specific dialogue nahi hua. Sirf ek baar Arjun ka left hand gear knob se slide hokar Geeti ki bare waist line par aaya, gold waist chain ke over-curve par press hua, and then withdrew back to the steering wheel.
Unki residential society gate se exact do buildings pehle Arjun ne dark side tree shade mein vehicle park kar di—exactly jaise pehle se calculated ho.
Geeti ne seatbelt unlatch ki, clutch bag arm under lock kiya.
Arjun ne wrist hold karke position halt kar di.
"Geeti."
Woh ruki, head turn kiya.
Arjun ne steering wheel ke across lean hokar use ek final goodbye kiss di—short, firm, and softly biting her lower swollen lip between his teeth. Release karte hue usne warm breath se whisper kiya, "Tumhari lacey panty mere paas hi rahegi. Always remember this afternoon."
Geeti ke cheeks aur earlobes immediate heat se crimson red ho gaye. Usne quiet voice mein sirf ek word bola, "Bye," aur door handle pull karke car se step-out kar gayi.
Uski thin-strap heels society pavement par rhythmic tap sound create karti hui aage badhiin. Main entry gate par security guard ne routine habit mein formal salute kiya. Geeti ne pallu chest par tighten kiya, facial expressions ko completely neutral aur composed banaya, aur lift lobby ki taraf badh gayi.
Flat ke wooden door lock mein key insert karte hi use instant intuition ho gaya—Soham already ghar par majood tha. Uske formal leather shoes shoe-rack par neatly placed line mein the.
Door swing open hua.
Soham living room ke central leather sofa par straight posture mein baitha tha. Encrypted phone center table par face-down tha, TV completely off tha. Usne Geeti ko bottom to top complete analytical gaze se evaluate kiya—pistachio green chiffon saree, slightly rumpled waist pleats, disheveled hair locks, aur uninhibitedly swollen, bite-marked hoth.
"Wapas aa gayi."
Geeti ne entrance area mein heels unstrap kiin. Silver anklets ki chhan-chhan sound instant mute ho gayi.
Soham sofa se stand-up hua aur slowly walk karta hua uske bilkul face-to-face distance par aa khada hua. Itna close ki Geeti ko uske skin ka natural warm aura aur intense gaze clearly feel ho rahi thi. Usne Geeti ka pallu fix karne ki koi attempt nahi ki. Sirf direct, low-pitch question:
"Enjoy kiya?"
Geeti ki kaajli, dark eyes direct Soham ki cold, calculating eyes par locked thin. Basement B2 SUV, Arjun ka warm mouth uski wet pussy folds par, uski two fingers deep inside her G-spot, lift wall ke against lingering kisses, aur pocket mein secret panty trophy—har single frame uske mind mein electric flash ki tarah run ho gaya.
Usne subtle, deliberate nod kiya.
Haan.
"Bohut enjoy kiya," Geeti ne shivering, low voice mein clear sentence bola. "Haan... I enjoyed every second of it."
Soham ki sharp gaze Geeti ke swollen lips par ruki, phir uski bare waist line par gold chain par, aur aakhir mein uski fearless eyes par. Usne us moment par koi additional interrogative questions nahi kithe. Usne bas Geeti ka wrist firmly clasp kiya.
Dono master bedroom ki taraf walk kar gaye.
Bedroom door internal lock click sound ke saath closed ho gaya.
Behind them, living room mein deep, heavy silence aur unspoken anticipation phail gayi.