Adultery Sheherwali Biwi – Ek Ghar, Sau Raaz

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Character Introduction:

Richa

29 saal ki modern biwi. MBA kiya hua, shaadi ke baad job chhod kar ghar sambhal rahi hai. Delhi ke sheher mein ek bade housing society ke 3BHK flat mein pati ke saath rehti hai. Safed-gori skin, ghane baal, tez aankhen. Sharir bilkul fit, patli kamar, bhaari chuche, aur ek gol matol gaand jo saree ya tights mein ubhar kar sabka dhyaan kheench leti hai. Personality mein bahar se sober, sanskari, pativrata. Lekin andar se ek aag jali hui hai jo kabhi kabhi uski aankhon aur halki hansi mein dikh jaati hai.

Husband – Sameer

Bank manager, 32 saal ka. Din-bhar busy rehta hai, raat ko ghar aake files ya TV ke saath so jaata hai. Richa ko izzat aur comfort deta hai, par uske sharir ki bhookh ko samajh nahi pata.

Gym Trainer – Arjun

Society ke hi club house gym mein trainer. 27 saal ka, tall, muscular, dark aur rugged look. Bina shirt ke workout karte waqt poora gym uske abs aur muscles pe fida rehta hai. Ladkiyan usse flirt karti hain, par wo thoda restrained hai bas aankhon se “hunt” karta hai.

Baaki ke characters dheere dheere introduce hote rahenge.

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Update 1:

Richa apne flat ki balcony se dekh rahi thi niche gym ke andar Arjun dus logo ko training de raha tha. Shirtless tha, pasina uske abs pe chamak raha tha. Har baar jab wo dumbbell uthata, uske biceps ubhar jaate.

Richa ne pehli baar mehsoos kiya ke uska dil thoda tez dhadak raha hai. “Main kyun isse itna dhyaan se dekh rahi hoon?” – usne apne aap se kaha.

Agli subah, Sameer ne casually bola –
“Richa, tum gym join kyon nahi karti? Tumhara time bhi cut ho jaayega aur health bhi better hogi.”

Richa ne turant haan kar diya.

Pehle din Richa gym gayi. Black tights, pink sports bra aur upar ek loose T-shirt. Baal ponytail mein, aur halki si lipgloss. Uske aane se hi sab log usse ghur kar dekhne lage.

Arjun treadmill ke paas khada tha. Usne Richa ko dekha, hansi ke saath bola
“Welcome madam, main Arjun. Aaj se aapki training main karunga.”

Uski awaaz mein confidence tha, aankhen Richa ke sharir pe scan kar rahi thi – kamar, seene ka curve, aur hips.

Treadmill pe Richa halka warm-up kar rahi thi. Arjun aaya aur uska haath seedha uske wrist par rakh kar speed set kar di. Uska touch garam tha.
“Relax kijiye… main hoon na,” usne kaha.

Richa ka dil zor se dhadak gaya. Usne casual dikhane ki koshish ki par uske honth khud hi halka muskaan de gaye.

Phir squats karte waqt Arjun uske piche khada ho gaya.
“Back straight rakhiye, main hold karta hoon.”

Uske haath Richa ki kamar ko pakad kar upar ki taraf kheench rahe the. T-shirt ke neeche se chuchon ke ubhar clearly dikhne lage.

Arjun ke hothon se bas ek halki si fusk nikal gayi – “Perfect…”

Us raat Richa bedroom mein leti thi. Sameer TV dekhte hi so gaya. Richa palang pe ulat-palat karte hue bas Arjun ke haath yaad kar rahi thi jo uske kamar pe the. Uska sharir garm ho raha tha, saans tez.

Usne apni ungli apne honthon pe rakhi aur aankh band kar li. “Aaj kuch alag hi lag raha tha…” uske andar se awaaz aayi

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Update 2:

Subah ke 7 baje the. Society ke gate par doodhwala cycle khada karke flats mein doodh baant raha tha. Uska naam tha Rajesh, 33–34 ka, thoda gehua rang, mazboot haath, aur aankhon mein desi mardangi ka bhookha confidence. Din bhar doodh baantna uska kaam tha, par subah ke pal uska “secret pleasure” – society ki auraton ko aankhon se utarna.

Richa ne aaj ek safed cotton ki nighty pehni thi, patli aur halki, neeche sirf ek slip. Baal khule the, abhi-abhi naha ke aayi thi.
Sameer bank nikalne ki taiyari mein tha, jaldi-jaldi breakfast karke nikla.

Door bell baji.
“Doodh, madam ji…”

Richa ne door khola. Rajesh bottle lekar samne tha. Uski nazar turant Richa ke geele baalon se hote hue nighty ke neeche se ubharte chucho par atak gayi.

Richa ke bottle lete waqt thoda jhukne se uski nighty se seene ka gap khul gaya jisse uska cleavage chamak raha tha. Rajesh ne ek pal mein uski jhalak pakad li.
“Arre madam ji, lagta hai aaj subah bahut garmi hai…” usne halki hansi ke saath bola.

Richa sharma gayi, “Bas abhi naha ke aayi hoon.”

Bottle thodi geeli thi, Richa ke hathon se slip kar gayi aur chucho par thoda doodh chhidak gaya. Nighty ke upar se safed daag ban gaye jo uske nipple tak chipak gaye.

Rajesh ne turant kapda dene ki acting ki, par uska haath Richa ke chuchi ko halka sa chhu gaya.

“Madam ji… doodh to gir gaya, par asli malai to aapke paas hai.” – usne dheere se bola jo ki Richa ne sunn lia.

Richa ka dil tez dhadakne laga. Usne haath se apne seene ko dabaya, par Rajesh ki bhookhi aankhen uske nighty ko aise chhed rahi thi jaise usne usse nanga kar diya ho.

Richa ne bottle rakhi aur turant palat gayi, par uski chal thodi ladkhada rahi thi. Usne apne aap se kaha –
“Yeh Rajesh… kitni kamini nazar rakhta hai… lekin jaane kyun, uske dekhne se hi mera sharir garm ho jaata hai.”

Us raat, palang par leti hui Richa apne honth chaat rahi thi. Arjun ka gym touch aur Rajesh ka doodh girna, dono yaadon ne uske sharir mein garmi phaila di thi.
Wo sochne lagi “Main ek pativrata biwi hoon jo sirf apne pati se pyaar karti hai… par kyun main un dono ki taraf kheench rahi hoon?”

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Update 3:

Richa aaj subah ke Rajesh wale pal ko bhul nahi paayi thi. 9 baje usne tayyari kar li gym ke liye tight grey leggings, upar ek sky-blue T-shirt. Jab niche club house pahunchi, Arjun already dumbbells uthata hua khada tha.

Arjun ne Richa ko dekha aur hansi rok na paaya aur bola “Good morning madam… lagta hai aaj mood bohot energetic hai.”

Richa ne treadmill par kadam rakhe. Arjun ne aakar uske shoulders pe haath rakha aur seedha kiya. Uske garam haath se Richa ka badan kaanp gaya.

Squats karte waqt Arjun uske piche aa kar waist hold karte huye bola, “Bas… thoda neeche… haan perfect.”
Richa ko laga jaise Arjun ke haath uske kamar ke andar tak sarak gaye ho.

Gym se wapas aane ke baad din bhar Richa ka dimaag uljhan mein raha gym mein Arjun ka touch, ghar pe Rajesh ki nazar. Dono hi uske andar ek aag jaga rahe the jo Sameer kabhi nahi kar paaya.

Shaam ko Richa balcony mein khadi thi, neeche Arjun weights lift kar raha tha shirtless. Dusre taraf, gate par Rajesh cycle pe doodh chadhata hua. Dono ki nazrein ek pal ke liye Richa ki taraf uth gayi.

Richa ne pallu ko seene par aur kas liya, par andar se ek ajeeb nasha mehsoos hua jaise wo dono ek hi waqt usse apni taraf kheench rahe ho.

Agli subah Rajesh doodh dene aa gaya. Aaj usne nayi banyan pehni thi, paseene se chipki hui.

“Madam ji, kal ka doodh gir gaya tha na… aaj zyada dhyan rakhiye.” – usne aankh maar kar bottle di.

Bottle dete waqt usne Richa ki ungliyon ko kuch extra second ke liye pakad ke rakha. Richa ne turant hath kheench liya, par uske gaal laal ho gaye.

Rajesh aise dekhta jaise uska poora sharir apni nazron mein utaar raha ho. “Madam ji, aapne gym join kar liya lagta hai… badan aur bhi fit lag raha hai. Jispar Richa ne sharam se gardan jhukakar bas haan mein sar hilaya

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Update 4:

Society ka gym aam taur pe subah aur shaam bheed se bhara hota tha. Lekin ek din Arjun ne casual bol diya
“Richa ji, agar aapko proper training chahiye to thoda alag time pe aaiye. Bheed mein focus nahi hota.”

“Kaunsa time theek rahega?” Richa ne normal tone mein poocha.
“Din ke 11 baje. Tab gym khaali rehta hai.”

Agle din Richa exact 11 baje gym pahunchi. Aur waise hi hua – gym bilkul khaali, sirf Arjun.

Arjun ne usse warm-up karaya. Phir bola, “Aaj thoda advanced try karenge.”
Usne Richa ko yoga mat pe bithaya aur stretching karane laga.

Jab Richa jhuki, Arjun uske piche se neeche aaya, uske haath uski kamar pe, aur apna badan uske bilkul peeche chipka diya.

“Relax… breathe in, breathe out…” usne halke se uske kaam mein kaha.
Richa ki saans tez hone lagi. Usne apni aankh band kar li, par uske sports bra ke neeche se Arjun ke biceps aur garam saans clearly mehsoos ho rahi thi.

Dumbbell training ke time Arjun uske bilkul kareeb aa gaya. Usne Richa ke dono haath apne haathon mein lekar dumbbell uthwaya. Uska chest Richa ke piche chipak gaya.

“Yeh position perfect hai… bas hold kijiye.”
Richa ne mehsoos kiya uske chuche ke ubhar Arjun ke chest ke against dab rahe hain. Uska dil itna tez dhadak raha tha ki khudko sambhalna mushkil ho gaya.

Set khatam hua, Richa thodi thak ke baithi. Arjun ne paani ki bottle di. Richa ne ek sip li aur strip ko upar adjust karne lagi. Us waqt Arjun ne sidhi aankhon mein dekha – lambi, tez, bhuki nazar.
Ek pal ko Richa ne aankh milayi… phir jhuka li. Lekin uske honth khud hi halka muskaan de gaye.

Arjun usse mirror ke saamne khada karke posture sikhane laga.
“Dekhiye, aap apne body ko mirror mein dekhiye… kitni achhi symmetry hai.”

Usne Richa ke kandhe pe haath rakha, phir dheere se neeche kamar tak laaya.
Mirror mein Richa ne apne reflection ko dekha – ek married woman, jiski body par ek jawaan trainer ke haath ghoom rahe hain.

Uske hoth se halki si siskari nikal gayi, par usne kuch nahi kaha.

Arjun ke honth uske kaan ke paas aaye, “Perfect form… mujhe lagta hai aap mein discipline bohot hai.”
Richa ka dil zor se dhadak gaya, usne aankh jhuka li.

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Update 5:

Subah ke 7 baje. Door bell baji. Richa ne jaldi-jaldi hair towel utaara aur safed cotton ka kurta pehan kar darwaaza khola. Rajesh cycle se bottle le kar khada tha.

Aaj Richa bina dupatte ke thi. Geeli zulfein uske seene se chipak rahi thi. Rajesh ki aankhen turant wahan atak gayi.
“Madam ji, lagta hai aaj doodh kaafi zyada fresh hai…” – usne bottle dete hue dheeme se bola.

Richa ne bottle pakadte waqt notice kiya uske haath ki pakad thoda der tak thaam ke rakha gaya. Usne turant hath kheench liya, par tab tak Rajesh ki ungli uske wrist pe halki si sarak gayi thi.

Bottle rakhte hi Richa ne usse ghur kar dekha, “Tum bohot zyada ho jaate ho kabhi kabhi.”
Rajesh seedhe uski aankhon mein dekh kar bola, “Arre madam, galti meri nahi, aapke badan ki khushboo hi aisi hai.”

Richa ke gaal laal ho gaye. Wo palat gayi, par uske andar kahin garmi uth chuki thi.

Din ke 11 baje Richa gym gayi. Aaj usne tight black leggings aur white T-shirt pehni thi. Gym khaali tha, sirf Arjun.

“Good morning Richa ji,” Arjun ne smile ke saath bola, “aaj thoda extra mehnat karenge.”

Pehle treadmill, phir dumbbell aur phir stretching. Jab stretching karte hue Richa neeche jhuki, Arjun uske piche aa kar uski kamar hold kiya.
“Back straight, bas hold… perfect,” usne kaha.

Arjun ke haath kamar pe thoda zyada der tak the. Richa ki saans tez hone lagi, par usne aankh band kar li – jaise enjoy bhi kar rahi thi aur resist bhi.

Mirror mein dono ek dusre ko dekh rahe the. T-shirt chipki hui, cleavage ubhar aaya tha. Arjun ki nazar ek pal ke liye wahan atak gayi, par usne casual tone mein kaha –
“Discipline… isi liye aap perfect lag rahi ho.”

Ghar aake Richa ne khud ko kitchen mein busy kiya. Par dimaag bar-bar Rajesh ke subah ke lafz aur Arjun ke haath yaad kar raha tha.

Usne ek pal ke liye apne honth dabaye, aankh band ki… aur mehsoos kiya dono uske kareeb khade hain. Ek taraf Rajesh ki besharam, seedhi nazar. Dusri taraf Arjun ka strong, controlled touch.

Sameer dinner ke baad TV dekhte dekhte so gaya. Richa palang par akeli padi thi. Uske dimaag mein subah Rajesh ke lafz ghoom rahe the:
“Galti meri nahi, aapke badan ki khushboo hi aisi hai…”

Phir Arjun ka mirror ke samne kahna:
“Perfect lag rahi ho…”

Usne apne seene par haath rakha, apni saans mehsoos ki – tez, garm, aur behaal. Ek pal ke liye uske honth khud hi apne ungliyon ko choomne lage. “Main kyu behak rahi hoon…” usne socha, par uska sharir jawab de raha tha usne khud ko chhedna shuru kar diya.