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Chitkani ki "khat" ki aawaaz abhi hawa mein hi thi ki Vikram ne thaali Meera ke haath se le ke shoe rack par rakh di aur use kamar se pakad ke apni taraf kheench liya.

"Bas. Ab koi bhaiya nahi, koi Priya nahi," usne kaha. "Ab sirf main aur tu."

Meera ki peeth darwaze se lag gayi. Kamar ke neeche phir woh meetha, jalta hua dard utha aur uske muh se "ssss" nikal gayi.

Vikram ne use upar se neeche dekha. Halki aasmaani chiffon ki sleeveless saree, patla pallu jiske aar-paar uski gori kamar aur naabhi ka gaddha jhaank raha tha, nangi baahen, geele baal kandhon par bikhre hue.

"Yeh saree pehen ke tu wahan dining table pe baithi thi?" usne dheere se kaha. "Sabke saamne?"

"Kyun? Achhi nahi lagi?"

"Itni achhi lagi ki wahin uthake le aata." Usne apni naak uski gardan mein ghusa di, jahan pallu ke neeche raat ke daanton ke nishaan chhupe the, aur gehri saans li. "Chameli. Aur thoda sa main."

Phir usne apne honth uske honthon par rakh diye.



Kiss dheere shuru hui. Vikram ne pehle uska upar wala honth apne honthon mein liya, phir neeche wala, bas choosta raha, chakhta raha, jaise koi mithai dheere dheere khaata hai taaki khatam na ho. Meera ki saans ruk ruk ke aa rahi thi. Uske haath Vikram ke seene par the, use dhakelne ke liye. Par dhakela nahi.

Phir usne khud apne honth khol diye.

Bas itna kaafi tha.

Vikram ki zubaan uske munh mein utar gayi aur kiss bhookhi ho gayi. Usne ek haath Meera ke geele baalon mein ghusaya, mutthi mein pakda aur uska sar peeche jhuka ke aur gehra choomne laga. Geele, dheeme chumbanon ki aawaaz chhote se hall mein bhar gayi. "Mmmhh… mmm…" Meera ke gale se siski nikli. Uski choodiyan Vikram ki peeth par khanakne lagi, uski ungliyan uski banyaan mein atak gayi, aur ab woh bhi utni hi bhookh se use choom rahi thi. Uski zubaan Vikram ki zubaan se lipti, uska nichla honth daanton mein kheencha.

Vikram ka doosra haath uski nangi kamar par phisla, pallu ke neeche, naabhi ke gaddhe mein ek ungli ghumayi, phir upar, pasliyon par, aur blouse ke upar se uske bhare hue boob ko poori hatheli mein bhar liya. Dabaya. Dheere, phir zor se. Patle kapde ke neeche Meera ka nipple turant sakht hoke uski hatheli mein chubhne laga. Vikram ne use angoothe aur ungli ke beech pakad ke masla.

"Aahh… Vikram…" Meera ka sar darwaze se tik gaya.

"Andar kuch nahi pehna?" usne uske honthon par phusphusaaya.

"Jaldi mein thi…"

"Jhooth." Usne dusre boob ko bhi pakda aur dono ko ek saath masla. Phir neeche jhuka aur blouse ke gehre gale ke upar, uske boobs ki golai par honth rakh diye. Choomta raha, choosta raha, gore maans par ek naya laal nishaan banata hua. Meera ne uske baal mutthi mein pakad liye. Uski jaanghon ke beech garmi phail gayi aur use mehsoos hua ki woh phir se geeli ho rahi hai. Vikram ka sakht lund pajame ke andar se uske pet par dab raha tha.

Phir Vikram ne uski ek kalaai pakdi aur dheere se uska haath upar uthake darwaze par sar ke upar tika diya. Sleeveless blouse ke kinare ke neeche uski gori, chikni armpit khul gayi, nahaane ke baad ki halki si nami aur chameli ke sabun ki khushboo liye hue.

"Vikram… kya kar rahe ho…" Meera ki aawaaz kaanpi.

Jawab mein usne apna chehra wahan jhuka diya. Pehle bas naak se ragda, gehri saans li, jaise uski khushboo andar bhar raha ho. Phir honth rakhe. Phir zubaan.

Ek lamba, dheema chaatna, neeche se upar tak.

Meera ka poora badan ek jhatke se akad gaya. "Aaahh… Vikram… nahi… gudgudi… mmmh…" Par usne haath neeche nahi kiya. Vikram ne dobara chaata, phir wahan choosa, halke se daant ragde, aur Meera ki hansi aur siski ek saath toot ke nikli. Uski ungliyan darwaze par phisal rahi thi, ghutne kaanp rahe the. Vikram ne dusra haath bhi upar uthaya aur dusri armpit par bhi wahi kiya, chaatta, choomta, choosta, jab tak Meera ki saansein tez siskiyon mein nahi badal gayi aur woh apni jaanghein ek doosri se ragadne nahi lagi.

"Aisi jagah bhi koi chaatta hai…" usne haanfte hue kaha.

"Meri biwi ki har jagah meri hai," Vikram ne uski armpit par honth rakhe rakhe kaha, aur ek baar aur zubaan phira di.

Usne socha – bas ek pal aur. Bas ek pal.

Vikram ne pallu kandhe se neeche gira diya aur blouse ki peeche ki dori dhoondhne laga.

Tab Meera ne uska haath pakad liya.

"Ruko."

Vikram ne uski gardan se muh nahi hataya. "Hmm?"

"Ruko, Vikram." Usne uska chehra dono haathon mein pakad ke upar uthaya. Dono haanf rahe the. Uske apne honth soojhe hue the, Vikram ke honthon par uski lipstick lagi thi. "Aaj tumhe Arjun ko office le jaana hai. Bhool gaye? Kal raat tumne khud kaha tha, gaadi main bhej dunga. Woh neeche intezaar kar raha hoga."

"Gaadi neeche hai. Driver hai. Das minute aur ruk jayega."

"Das minute?" Meera ne bhaun uthayi. "Tumhare das minute ek ghante mein khatam hote hain. Bas. Ab band karo."

Vikram ne uski kamar nahi chhodi. "Toh tujhe kab enjoy karunga?"

"Baad mein."

"Baad mein kab?"

Meera ke gaal laal ho gaye. Usne nazar neeche ki. "Kal raat tumne jo kiya hai na… usse main theek se chal bhi nahi pa rahi. Dekha nahi subah kaise chal rahi thi? Priya ne sabke saamne mazak udaya." Usne ek pal ruk ke dheere se kaha, "Aur… mere periods bhi aane wale hain. Toh ab kuch din kuch nahi."

Vikram ne use dekha. Ek lamba pal. Phir uske honthon par woh muskaan aayi jo Meera ab pehchanne lagi thi.

"Kuch din?"

"Haan."

"Kuch bhi nahi?"

"Kuch bhi nahi."

"Theek hai," Vikram ne kaha. Aur usne use phir se choom liya.

Is baar dheere nahi. Is baar aise jaise woh kuch din ka hisaab abhi chuka lena chahta ho.

Usne Meera ko darwaze se daba diya, uska chehra dono haathon mein pakda aur uske honthon ko kha gaya. Zubaan gehri, honth choosta, kaat'ta, phir chaatta. Meera ki "nahi…" uske munh mein hi ghul gayi aur ek lambi, toot-ti hui siski ban gayi. "Mmmmhhh… Vikram… mmm…"

Uska ek haath neeche gaya, saree ke upar se uske kooldon ko pakda aur use apni taraf daba diya, taaki uska sakht lund seedha uski jaanghon ke beech lage. Meera ki kamar apne aap aage aa gayi. Uske haath, jo use rokne ke liye uthe the, uski gardan ke peeche lipat gaye. Woh panjon par uthi aur use aur gehra choomne lagi. Uski jaanghon ke beech ab garmi nahi, geelapan tha. Phir se.

Vikram ne kiss toda aur uske kaan ki lau daanton mein pakad ke kaha, "Abhi bhi kuch nahi?"

Meera ki saans tez thi. Aankhen band. Ek pal ke liye woh haarne wali thi.

Phir usne aankhen kholi aur dono haathon se uske seene par dhakka diya. Halka, par pakka.

"Nahi." Usne pallu uthake kandhe par wapas daala, kaanpte haath se. "Ab paanch din wait karo."

"Paanch din?" Vikram ne aise kaha jaise kisi ne paanch saal bol diye ho.

"Paanch din." Meera ne uske honthon se apni lipstick anguthe se poonchhi. "Aur jao, kapde badlo. Arjun neeche khada hai."

Vikram kuch der use dekhta raha. Phir hansa, gehri, haari hui hansi.

"Paanch din," usne kaha. "Phir chhatha din mera hai. Poora."

"Dekhenge."

"Toh tab tak ka advance." Aur usne use phir kheench liya.

Meera ki "Vikram—" uske honthon mein hi kho gayi. Is baar kiss chhoti thi par utni hi gehri. Usne uska nichla honth choosa, zubaan ek baar andar ghumayi, aur Meera ke haath phir se apne aap uski gardan mein lipat gaye. Uske gale se ek dheemi "mmmh" nikli—

Thak. Thak. Thak.

Darwaze par dastak hui. Theek Meera ki peeth ke peeche.

Dono jam gaye.

"Bhabhi? Bhaiya?" Arjun ki aawaaz. "Gaadi aa gayi hai. Driver neeche wait kar raha hai."

Meera ne ek jhatke se Vikram ko door dhakela. Pallu theek kiya, phir dobara theek kiya. Baal kaan ke peeche kiye. Honthon par ungli phiri, jahan lipstick ab bachi hi nahi thi. Vikram peeche khada muh daba ke hans raha tha.

"Chup," Meera ne phusphusa ke kaha.

Usne chitkani kholi aur darwaza aadha khola.

Arjun saamne khada tha. Office ki safed shirt, kandhe par bag, haath mein phone. Usne Meera ko dekha aur ek pal ke liye ruk gaya.

Meera ka chehra kaan tak laal tha. Honth soojhe hue, gile, lipstick phaili hui. Saans ab bhi thami nahi thi, seena upar neeche ho raha tha. Aur pallu, jo usne do baar theek kiya tha, ab bhi kandhe se thoda sarka hua tha, jahan blouse ke gale ke upar ek taaza laal nishaan saaf dikh raha tha.

"Kya hua?" Arjun ne poocha.

"Kuch… kuch nahi," Meera ne jaldi se kaha. Aawaaz thodi oonchi nikli. "Kuch nahi hua. Main… main kitchen mein thi. Garmi hai bahut."



Arjun ki nazar uske chehre se hat ke uske kandhe ke upar se andar gayi. Hall mein, shoe rack ke paas, Vikram khada tha, banyaan ulti chadhi hui, aur honthon par ek gulabi sa daag.

Peeche se Vikram zor se hansa.

"Haan Arjun, bahut garmi hai aaj," usne kaha, aur hanste hue Meera ke peeche se guzra, jaate jaate uski kamar par ek halki si chikoti kaati. Meera uchhal padi. "Do minute, main kapde badal ke aata hoon. Tu neeche chal."

Woh bedroom mein chala gaya, ab bhi hansta hua.

Arjun wahin khada raha. Meera ne uski aankhon mein nahi dekha.

"Nashta karke aaya?" usne nazar neeche rakhte hue poocha.

"Haan. Priya bua ne paratha diya."

"Achha." Meera ne pallu ek baar aur kheencha. "Toh… neeche jao. Bhaiya aa rahe hain."

Arjun kuch pal aur ruka. Phir mud gaya.

Meera ne darwaza band kiya, uspe ek pal maatha tikaya, aur phir seedha kitchen mein chali gayi. Gas jalaya, jabki kuch banana nahi tha. Kettle mein paani daala, jabki chai nahi peeni thi. Bas kuch karna tha. Haath kaanp rahe the.

Bedroom se Vikram ki aawaaz aayi, abhi bhi hansi mein dooba hua, "Garmi bahut hai, haan? Kitchen mein thi?"

"Chup raho!" Meera ne kitchen se chillake kaha, aur khud bhi na chahte hue muskura di.

Usne socha – paanch din. Maine use paanch din bola. Aur khud ko?

Kettle seeti dene laga. Usne gas band kiya, aur khidki se neeche dekha. Gate ke paas kaali SUV khadi thi, aur uske bagal mein Arjun, bag kandhe par, upar unki khidki ki taraf dekhta hua.

Meera khidki se peeche hat gayi.



(Jaari…)