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2nd wale update me bas 1 chota sa change hua hai Anita k chats me

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Trailer for upcoming update....one of the upcoming 
Anita ghar pahunchi toh Rahul sofa pe baitha tha, TV off, lights dim, chehra laal aur aankhein laal – gussa, dard, betrayal sab mix. Uski aankhein Anita pe tik gayi, jaise woh usko pehli baar dekh raha ho – uski biwi, bachhe ki maa, mangalsutra wali aurat jo ab uske liye ek bewafa ban chuki thi. Anita ne bag side mein rakha, uske chehre pe thakan aur tension thi, aankhein badi, "Jaanu... kya hua? Aise kyun shak kar rahe ho mujhpe? Maine kya kiya?"

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Biwi ka badla uski saheli se.kyu uski friend ki kya galti hai badla lena hai to apni biwi se le

Itna b emotional mat ho ek....or badla to vo Anita se cheating krke le rha hai...pooja to waise b chud rhi thi usse

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Raat ko dono bed pe let gaye the,, raat ke andhere mein sirf table lamp ki halki golden glow thi. Pooja leti thi, gaand upar, blanket side mein phenka hua, nighty poori upar sarak gayi thi – uski massive round gaand bilkul exposed, cheeks thode alag, pink ched tight aur chamak raha tha thoda lube se. Rahul peeche tha, lund rock hard, veins ubhari hui, topi pe pre-cum ki drop. Gussa abhi bhi jal raha tha uske andar –  gussa aur revenge ki aag abhi bhi jal rahi thi dimag mein – Anita ki video, boss ke lund se gaand phat rahi thi, "Sir... phaad diya... birthday gift..." Rahul soch raha tha, "Saali bewafa... ab main bhi maza loonga..."


Pooja phone pe baat kar rahi thi – halki awaaz mein, "Haan... paise bhej do na... achha... kal tak... bye." Call cut kiya toh Rahul ne poochha, "Kon tha?"

Pooja ne muskura ke bola, "Are mera ex... paise dene hain usne... abhi bhi baat hoti hai kabhi kabhi."

Rahul ne eyebrow uthaya, "Oho... ex se abhi bhi baat karti ho..."

Pooja ne gaand thodi hilayi, Rahul ki taraf karke, "Haan toh... kya problem? Paise dene hain usne... achha banda hai."

Rahul ka gussa phir ubhra – soch raha tha, "Anita bhi boss se... aur yeh ex se...waah sb dhoka Dene me hai...kisi par bharosa nhi Krna chahiye." Usne dheere se haath Pooja ki gaand pe rakha, panty side ki, gaand ke ched pe ungli lagayi. Pooja ne "Ahhh..." kaha, gaand thodi upar uth gayi, ungli andar chali gayi – tight, garam, lube ki zaroorat nahi, bas thoda pressure.

Pooja ne naughty awaaz mein bola, "Kya hua... gaand marni hai Rahul ji... ahhhh..... ahhhh..."

Rahul ne kiss kiya uske gale pe, "Mar lu?"

Pooja ne peeche mud ke dekha, "Kyun nahi... mar lo... Anita nahi marne deti kya?"

Rahul ke dimag mein wohi video flash hui – Anita boss ko bol rahi thi, "Aapke liye gift... meri unchi gaand... aaj pehli baar... mujhe puri aurat bana do..." aur boss ka lund gaand mein ja raha tha, Anita ki cheekh "Aaaahhhh... phat gayi... dard... ahhhh!" Rahul ka lund ekdum tight ho gaya, gussa aur lust mix, "Nahi... woh nahi marne deti... tum marne dogi?"

Pooja ne gaand hilayi, "Kyun nahi mere raja... mar lo... waise bta du... main anal virgin nahi... mere bf ko bhi meri gaand marna pasand tha... toh roz marta tha...jbse pehli bar li uske bad se ahhhh... tum bhi try karo na..."

Rahul ne gusse mein bola, "Achha... aaj yeh boyfriend marega..."

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Pooja hasi, "Haan mar lo... usse pehle ek surprise hai tumhare liye..."

"Kya?"

Pooja ne bola, "Piche mud jao... doggy bano."

Rahul ne kiya – ghutno pe aake, gaand upar. Pooja ne peeche se aake Rahul ke aand chate, lund chusa niche let kar – zubaan se balls lick kiye, phir gaand ke ched pe zubaan daali, circle mein chatna shuru kiya. Rahul ko alag hi feel hua – pehli baar kisi ne gaand chatayi thi, strange tingling, garam zubaan andar bahar, pressure aur maza mix, "Ahhhh... Pooja... kya kar rahi ho... ahhhh... itna alag... ohhh... gaand mein zubaan... kitna garam feel... ahhhh... andar tak... yess... ahhhh... meri gaand gudgudi ho rhi hai ahh mazaa aa rha hai... ahhhh!"



Pooja ne jeeb andar daali, phir ek ungli bhi – dheere se andar bahar, prostate pe pressure, Rahul ka lund aur hard ho gaya, pre-cum behne laga, "Ahhhh... Pooja... ruk mat... ahhhh... gaand mein ungli... kitna maza... ohhh... pehli baar... ahhhh..... yess... aur andar... ahhhh! Ruko ab lund hilana band kro or gand chatna b vrna mai jhad jaunga"

Pooja boli, " abi or maza aayega..."

Rahul bola, "Are mujhe tumhari gaand marni hai... tum meri lene mein lagi ho... ahhhh..."

Pooja ne thodi der aur gaand chatayi, ungli andar bahar tez ki, Rahul moan kar raha tha, "Ahhhh... Pooja... kitna maza... gaand mein zubaan aur ungli...or le hilana..m ohhh god... jhadne wala hoon... ahhhh!"


Thodi der baad Rahul ne Pooja ko palta, uski gaand chatne laga – gaand ke cheeks daba ke, ched pe zubaan daali, Pooja moan ki, "Ahhhh... Rahul... gaand chat rahe ho... yess... andar zubaan... ahhhh... kitna maza..hai ahhh. meri gaand yess chat..ahhh.. ahhhh... chato zor se... ahhhh!"



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Pooja ne beg se lube nikala, Rahul ne delay wala condom lagaya Pooja ki gaand pe dher saara lube lagaya.  Phir gaand ke muh mein lund lagaya, dheere se push kiya – topi andar gayi.
Pooja -"ahhhh... aaram se... meri gaand stretch... Ho rhi hai..ahhh.. mazaa... ahhhh!"

Rahul ne zor se dhakka maara – poora lund andar, Pooja "Aaaaaahhhhh... . ahhhh... kitna maza hai na gand marne me.. ahhhh... pel do... yess... harder... ahhhh!"
Rahul ne jor jor se chodna shuru kiya uske dimag me vhi chl rha tha kaisa Anita ne gand marayi thi.
Dono ne missionary mein Pooja leti hui, taangein upar krke, Rahul ne gaand mein pela, zor zor se, "Le kutiya... teri gaand... phaad doonga... ahhhh.... ahhhh!"

Phir position change kre Pooja upar baithi, gaand mein lund liya, up-down, boobs hil rahe the, "Ahhhh... Rahul... yess... gaand bhar gayi... ahhhh...maza aa rha hai na ahhh... yess... . ahhhh!"
Rahul- " ha pooja....ye to jannat hai, ahhhh"
Pooja- " Anita ki b marna ahhh use b ahh pta chle kitna ahhh maza hai ahh"
Rahul k aakho me gussa aa gya. Use phir yaad aaya vhi sochneaga huh Anita to khud hi chudwa chuki hai gand...apne boss se sali randi mujhe hath tak lagane Diya or use gift me kutiya.



Usne Pooja ko reverse cowgirl  me aane ko bola Pooja peeche mud ke, gaand hilti hui, Rahul ne neeche se dhakke maare, gaand pe thappad mara, "Le saali....teri dost jab marayegi tab marayegi ...or jab tak vo nhi marayegi.. teri gaand... roj marunga... ahhhh!"
Pooja " ha roj marna ahh meri gand ahhh"
Ab donu Doggy style me the Pooja ghodi bani, Rahul peeche se, zor zor se, **phat phat phat**, gaand laal ho gayi thappadon se, Pooja chillayi, "Ahhhh... Rahul.... ahhhh... yess... harder... meri gaand tumhari... ahhhh... jhad rahi hoon... ahhhh!"







End mein Pooja bed pe muh ke bal leti thi, gaand upar, Rahul peeche se – zor zor se dhakke, gaand mein hi jhad gaya, "Ahhhh... le saali... Mai jhad rha hu... ahhhh!"

Pooja thak ke let gayi uske upar hi Rahul tha uska lund jo Pooja ki gand me tha gaand se chota hoke nikal raha tha, "Rahul... kitna maza hai na.. ahhhh... gaand marne...me"
Rahul " ha hai to....bhut hai"

Rahul condom utara or faika. Bagal me leti nangi pooja ko dekh kr socha, "Yeh mera badla poora ho raha hai  Anita... tu boss ke liye gaand khol rahi thi... main Pooja ki gaand mar raha hoon...tune cheat kiya mai b kr rha hu..."
Donu so gye nagne hi cuddle krte hue blanket dhak k.




Rahul k phone par ping par ping aaye hue the or jeevan k miss call bhi
Rahul ne phone check Kiya usme dekha to msg the Jeevan k.
"bhai us video me tera nam tha."
"Kha hai tu?"
""Maine use block karwaya diya tu tension mat le"
"Tu hai kha phone utha"
Rahul ne dekha or reply Kiya.
Mai thik hu bhai....chinta mat kr kal baat krte hain mil k"
Reply aaye
Madarchod tune dara diya tha. Chl take care.

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Kisi ko next update Aaj hi chaiye to btao...but vo Bina image ka hoga...and i am not sure mai aage image genrate kr paunga ya nhi

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Agle din subah Rahul ki neend khuli toh Pooja uske bagal mein leti hui thi – dono nange, blanket sirf kamar tak, Pooja ke heavy boobs blanket ke upar se ubhar ke, nipples abhi bhi hard aur laal bite marks se. Rahul ka lund subah se hi khada tha. Pooja ke badan ko dekh ke lust aur badh gaya. Usne Pooja ko uthaya, uske honthon pe kiss kiya – deep, slow kiss, zubaan andar daal ke, Pooja ne moan ki, "Mmm... good morning Rahul... kitna josh hai subah-subah..."
Rahul ne uske boobs pakde, nipples ko pinch kiya bola tum ho hi itni sexy. 
Dono ne kiss karna shuru kiya – wild, passionate, Pooja ne Rahul ke gale pe bite kiya, Rahul ne Pooja ke nipples chuse zor se, "Ahhh... Rahul...  yess... chuso zor se..." Pooja ne Rahul ka lund haath mein pakda, hilaya, "Kitna hard... subah-subah... Office Jana hai ab chod b do...ahh aaj tumri bewi aane wali hai..."
Rahul bola chlo shower me krte hain.
Chupke se usne ek goli khayi. Or shower ko le jaane laga Pooja ko.
Pooja boli " ha kal raat video bna tha..... aaj bhi bnate hain."
Rahul ko thoda ajeeb laga "video bnya tha kab?  kyu?"
Pooja "are yaad rhega na hamara milan isliye ye dekho isme nhi dikh re tumri sakal side angle hi hai or chinta mat kro tum bs piche se bnana sakal mat lena."
Video dekh Rahul b khush ho gya man me socha " shi hai face to nhi aara...par ha sali Anita tu b aise hi banwati hai na to mai b bnaunga vo b teri dost k sath hahaha"
Rahul aur Pooja shower ke neeche khade the, garam pani dono ke badan pe beh raha tha, steam se bathroom bhara hua tha, mirror fogged up, sirf unki saansein aur moans goonj rahe the. Rahul ne Pooja ko wall pe tikaya, uski ek taang upar uthayi, haath se uski thigh ko pakad ke, dusre haath se lund ko chut ke muh pe ragda – Pooja ki chut pehle se hi geeli thi, paani aur uska ras mix ho ke chamak raha tha, clit phooli hui, labia thode bahar.

Pooja ne moan ki, aankhein band, "Ahhhh... Rahul... daal do andar... meri chut tadap rahi hai... ahhhh... kitna garam pani... aur tumhara lund... yess... ragdo pehle... ahhhh... clit pe... ohhh god... tease mat karo... pel do zor se..."

Rahul ka gussa abhi bhi jal raha tha – soch raha tha, "Saali Anita... tu boss ke saath office mein gaand marwa rahi thi... mera phone aa raha tha aur tu moan kar rahi thi... ab main Pooja ki chut phaad raha hoon... yeh badla hai... le yeh le..." Usne ek jhatke mein pura lund andar daal diya – Pooja ka badan hil utha, taang upar uthi hui, wall pe tik ke, "Aaaaaahhhhh... Rahul.... ahhhh... meri chut bhar gayi... yess... pel do... ahhhh... garam pani aur tumhara lund... andar tak aag lag gayi... ahhhh... harder... ahhhh!"

Rahul ne zor zor se dhakke maare – **puch puch puch**, garam pani ke neeche, har dhakke pe Pooja ki gaand hil rahi thi, boobs up-down violently bounce kar rahe the, nipples hard aur pani se chamak rahe the. Rahul ne ek haath se Pooja ke boobs pakde, nipples ko pinch kiya, dusre haath se uski kamar pakad ke aur zor se dhakka maara, "Le saali... teri chut... mast hai... ahhhh.... kutiya... ahhhh... yeh badla hai... teri chut phaad doonga... ahhhh!"

Pooja chillayi, "Ahhhh... Rahul... yess daddy... phaad do meri chut... ahhhh... kitna gehra... andar tak... meri diwaar pe pressure... ahhhh... ... jal rahi hai chut... ohhh god... harder... ahhhh...... chod do roz... ahhhh... jhad rahi hoon... ahhhh... ruk mat... pelte raho... yesssss!"

Rahul ne speed badha di – khade khade, Pooja ki taang upar, wall pe tik ke, har dhakke pe pani ke chhinte ud rahe the, Pooja ki gaand hil rahi thi, boobs bounce kar rahe the, woh chadar ki tarah wall ko pakad rahi thi, nakhun wall mein gadhe, "Ahhhh... Rahul... yess..... chod do mujhe... ahhhh!"

Rahul ne position badli – Pooja ko ulta kiya, peeche se ghodi bana ke, lund peeche se chut mein daala, ek haath se gaand pe thappad maara, dusre haath se baal pakad ke kheenche, "Le kutiya... teri gaand bhi marunga... ahhhh... moan kar zor se... ahhhh... yeh badla hai... teri chut bhar di... ab gaand. Ki bari.."

Pooja chillayi, "Ahhhh... gaand bhi... mar lo... ahhhh... meri gaand bhi tumhari... pel do... ahhhh... kitna josh. Hai aahhh kabhi ye Anita ko b dikhao.. ohhh... .. ahhhh... ruk mat... harder... yesssss!"

Anita ka nam sunte hi gusse me aake Rahul ne shower ke neeche hi gaand mein lund tikaya – pehle dheere, phir zor se, Pooja ki cheekh, "Aaaaaahhhhh... s gaandk. ahhhh... Sale harami ek bar me hi sal diya ahhh lube ya saboon to ahh laga leta ahhh sukhi thi aayi.. meri gaand...me ... dard... mazaa... ahhhh... pel do... yess....video ahhh video bhi bna... ahhhh!"
Rahul ne piche se phone pakad k video bnyi gand marne ki kuch samay baad Rahul ne gaand mein hi jhad diya – garam maal andar bhar diya, "Ahhhh... le saali... mera maal... teri gaand bhar di... ahhhh... yeh Anita ke liye... saali bewafa..."

Dono thak ke shower ke neeche baith gaye, pani beh raha tha, Pooja ne Rahul ko kiss kiya, "Rahul... yeh maza... kabhi nahi bhulungi....sayad hi ab kabhi ye mauka mile tu mat btana ha Anita ko ye vrna bhut dukh hoga use......"

Dono nehlaye, towel se saaf kiye, phir bed pe let gaye. Rahul soch raha tha, "Yeh sirf shuru hai... Anita jab wapas aayegi... sab bataunga... videos dikhaunga... poochhunga kyun... par ab main bhi free hoon... Pooja... tu meri hai ab..." Pooja ne hug kiya Or hotho me kiss deke taiyar hue....
Pooja" ok mai apne room pe jaake taiyar hoke jati hu office tum b jao
lunch break me milte hain..."

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Agle din subah Rahul aur Pooja alag-alag office gaye. Office pahunch ke Rahul ka dimag abhi bhi Pooja ki gaand ki chudai yaad rhi thi. 
Jeevan mila use coffee lete hue , "Bhai, maine tujhe woh video di thi pehle... usme tera naam kya kar raha tha? Tera face b tha call pe i think bhabhi ka phone tha...bhabhi aisa i don't believe this...achha hu maine down kra di video..... Kya scene hai yaar?"

Rahul ka chehra laal ho gaya, gussa andar hi andar ubal raha tha – "Saali Anita... mera naam leke boss ko moan kar rahi thi..." par bahar se cool reh kar jhoot bola, "thanks bhai tune down kra di. Or harami sale teri bhabhi ka bs phone tha Arre yaar... woh Anita ke office ki hi leak hui hai. Uske office ka ek banda pakda gaya hai POSH mein – dono ko nikaal diya hai company ne. Chutiyo ko teri bhabhi ka hi cabin mila tha sex karne ko....Mera phone aaya to Anita gyi pakad lia donu ko. Or meri or Anita ki lag gyi thi inke chakkar me"

Jeevan bhi gussa hoke bola, "Haan sale chutiye... bhabhi ne achha kiya..." 
Rahul ne bola " ha sale chutiye" man hi man chl rha tha Rahul k ki chutiya to use bnaya ja rha tha.
Jeevan" to bhabhi kab aare aaj?"
Rahul" yr gadi late hai...raat me late phuchegi"
or  phir donu kaam me lag gye
Din me Jeevan aaya bola "chod kaam bhenchod ye dekh video yaar, 2 min ki hai shower mein sex. Shayad uska b hai next part hai. Bed me gand marte hue...."
Rahul ne dekha ki ye videos uski or Pooja ki hain.
Vo man hi socha ki sale tu jo dekh rha hai mai vo kr rha hu.
Kaam bahut pending tha, Rahul Pooja se milne nahi ja paya. Shaam ko ghar aaya.
Raat ko Anita late aayi – Rahul usko lene gaya, par bachha saath tha, hotel ya kuch poochh nahi paya. Ghar pahunche, bachhe ko sulaya, sab so gaye. Rahul raat bhar jaagta raha, sochta raha "Kal bataunga sab... videos dikhaunga..."

Morning mein Rahul der se utha. Anita taiyar ho chuki thi – aaj tight blue jeans mein, gaand killer lag rahi thi, upar white crop top, navel khula, boobs ka shape saaf. Phone pe baat kar rahi thi, awaaz mein ghabrahat, "Aa rahi hu tere chakkar mein mera ghar barbaad ho jayega... please ruk jao... Ha ha.. main aa rahi hu..."

Rahul utha toh Anita ne palat ke dekha, ghabra gayi, "Ohh... aap uth gaye... main office ja rahi hu... aaj jaldi jana hai."

Rahul ne bas "Thik hai" bola, par andar aag jal rahi thi.

Anita nikal gayi. Rahul ne socha, "Yeh boss se milne ja rahi hai... ab proof chahiye." Usne chupke se car se follow kiya. Anita ek hotel pahunchi – wahan ek aadmi tha, dono ne card dikhaya reception pe. Anita ne peeche dekha, Rahul chup gaya.

5 minute wait kiya, reception se pata poochha or pata puchne k bahane register me dekha to dikha Anita – room no 34. Rahul upar gaya, door lock tha. Andar awaazein aa rahi thi – **phat phat phat**, or moan "Ahhh yess... sir... gaand mein... ahhhh... phaad do... yess... Pure 1 week k bad mile ho... ahhhh!"

Key hole se dekha – gaand dikh rahi thi, boss ka lund andar bahar, gaand laal aur phooli hui. Tabhi kisi ke aane ki aahat hui, Rahul wahan se chala gaya, ghar pahuncha.

Ghar pahunch ke Anita ko call kiya, "Kahan ho?"

Anita, "Office mein hu jaanu..."

Rahul gusse se, "Jhooth mat bolo... mujhe pata hai tum hotel mein ho... room no 34... boss ke saath..."

Anita shocked, "Nahi Rahul... yeh..."

Rahul, "Bas bahut ho gaya jhooth... ab main tumhari shakal nahi dekhna chahta."

Anita roti hui, "Please Rahul... main abhi aa rahi hu ghar... baat karte hain... please ruko..."

Rahul ne phone kaat diya, dil toot gaya, gussa aag ban gaya. "Saali... ab sach saamne launga... videos dikhaunga... poochhunga kyun... kyun boss ki rand ban gayi... abhi Pooja ko bulaunga... ya... kuch aur sochunga."

Rahul baitha raha, aansu aur gussa mix – agla padav confrontation ka tha. ??

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Bas 3-4 or updates reh gye hain story end phir...

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Anita ghar pahunchi, darwaza kholte hi uska chehra thaka hua aur ghabraya hua tha – jeans aur top mein thi, baal bikhere, aankhein laal jaise rone ki koshish ki ho. Rahul sofa pe baitha tha, TV off, haath mein remote, aankhein laal gusse se. Anita ne bag side mein rakha, dheere se bola, "Jaanu... kya hua? Aise kyun shak kar rahe ho mujhpe? Maine kya kiya... batao na..."

Rahul ka gussa ubal pada, woh utha, awaaz tez, "Kya kiya? Apne boss ke saath mil ke gulchare uda rahi ho meri izzat ko mitti mein mila rahi ho... aur kya? Office mein cabin mein, hotel mein, shaadi mein... sab jagah... tu meri biwi nahi, boss ki rand ban gayi hai!"

Anita ki aankhein phail gayi, chehra safed, "Kya baat kar rahe ho? Pagal ho gaye ho kya? Maine kabhi aisa kuch nahi kiya... tumhare alawa kisi ko dekha bhi nahi!"

Rahul ne gusse se bola, "Achha? To bachhe ki kasam kha... ki tum hotel nahi gayi thi aaj... room no 34 mein boss ke saath!"

Anita ki awaaz thartharai, "Vo... vo main gayi thi... par sirf samjhaane... boss ne kuch galat kaha tha... main clear karne gayi thi..."

Rahul ne hasa, par hasi mein gussa, "Ab kya samjhana? Maine khud dekha hai apni aankhon se sab... room ke andar jo chal raha tha... gaand mein lund tha tere.. moan kar rahi thi 'Sir... phaad do meri gaand"

Anita ki aankhein bhar aayi, aansu behne lage, "Yeh kya bol rahe ho Rahul... yeh sab jhooth hai... maine aisa kuch nahi kiya... please believe me..."

Rahul ne TV on kiya, videos play ki – pehle wali gaand chudai wali, blur chehra par awaaz saaf "Ahhh sir... phaad diya... meri gaand jal rahi hai..." Anita ka chehra safed, woh TV pe dekhti rahi, "Yeh... yeh main kahan se... sakal toh dikh bhi nahi rahi... aur tum itna bada ilzaam laga rahe ho... koi hai bhi saboot iska? Maine shaadi ke baad bas tumhare alawa kisi ko dekha tak nahi!"

Rahul ne video pause kiya, ek scene jisme kaan ka jhumka saaf dikhta tha – wahi silver jhumka jo Rahul ne gift kiya tha. Usne jhumka bed pe phenka Anita ki taraf, "Dekh yahi hain na? Maine hi laya tha tere liye... ab boss ke saath gaand marwa rahi thi... birthday gift mein!"

Anita ne jhumka uthaya, haath kaanp rahe the, "Yeh... yeh wahi hai... par Rahul... yeh galat hai... maine aisa kuch nahi kiya..."

Rahul ne aage video play ki – function wali, saree mein, wahi blouse jo Rahul ne gift kiya tha, 4 hazar ka, golden border wala. Boss ne blouse utarwaya, boobs chuse, phir ghodi bana ke choda, Anita ki moan "Yes sir... jaldi karo... Rahul dhudh aa raha hoga... ahhhh... meri chut phaad do..."

Rahul ne pause kiya, "Yaad hai yeh blouse? Tune mangaya tha mere liye... ab boss ke liye utar rahi hai... kyun bol ab? Kya jawab hai?"

Anita ki aankhein aansu se bhar gayi, woh chup rahi, sirf ro rahi thi. Rahul ne bola, "Oho ha... bol sakti hai na ki aisa blouse aur aisa naam toh kisi aur ka bhi ho sakta hai... waise aisa hona bahut mushkil hai... par phir bhi... ho sakta hai."

Anita ne ummeed ki tarah Rahul ki taraf dekha – jaise Rahul sab galat bata de, usko apna le le, aasha bhari nigahon se. Par Rahul ki aankhon mein sirf gussa aur nafrat thi.

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Tension ka maahaul kamre mein itna ghanā ho chuka tha ki saans lena bhi bhārī lag rahā thā.
 Rahul ne TV ka remote uthāya aur ek button dabāte hue bola, awāz mein sard thandak bhari hui thi —
“Ye dekh… tere saare shak dur ho jāenge.”
Screen par office ki video chal padi.

Anita ki desk.
Uska phone table par rakha hua.
Ek ladki nangi, Sirish jo uska boss hai uske saamne jhuki hui, haath table par tikāye, dard bhari awāzein. Woh awāzein jo ab Anita ke kaanon mein bijli ki tarah gir rahi thiṁ.

Anita ki aankhein phat padiṁ reh gayiṁ.
Saans ruk gayi.
Dil zor-zor se dhadakne laga jaise bahar nikal āne ko beqarār ho.

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To kya lagta hai aage kya hoga?
Apni galti manegi Anita
Kya Rahul apnayega Anita ko
Ya Anita chalaki dikha k khud ko nirdosh sabit kr degi
Ya kya Anita blackmail kregi Rahul ko...or cuck bnayegi?
Ya kuch or hi khel hai?
Kahi Jeevan ki chal to nhi? (Waise vo b ho sakta hai?)
Should I go for multiple alternate endings??? Coz mere pas 3-4 type ke hain...

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Anita ne turant palat kar Rahul ki taraf dekha, awāz kāṁp rahi thi —

“Main… main samjhā sakti hu… jaisa tu soch rahā hai, waisa kuch bhi nahi hai… please…”

Rahul ne muskurā kar, lekin woh muskurāhat bilkul bhi pyār bhari nahi thi. Woh toh sirf zehar thi.

“Kaisa hai? Ye teri desk nahi? Ye tera phone nahi? Bol na… kiska phone hai ye? Kisne rakha hai camera on karke?”

Anita ki aankhon mein ānsū bhar āye. Woh pooja ko batāne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin gale mein rone ka gubārā itna bada ho gaya tha ki awāz hi nahi nikal pā rahi thi.

“Kya… vo… main nahi…”

“Phir jhooth?” Rahul ne beech mein hi kaat diya.  
“Aaj main khud āya tha hotel mein. Apni aankhon se dekha tha. Samajh gaya sab kuch.”

Anita ne haath jod liye, awāz phatkar nikal rahi thi —

“Dekh… samajh… ye sab galat hai jo tu soch raha hai… please…”

Rahul ne ek kadam āge badhāya, aankhon mein khoon utar āya tha.

“Galat? To Pooja bata na… Pooja ka kya? Haan maine uske saath soyā hu. Maine use choda hai. Aur kya?”

Anita ka rona ekdum se ruk gaya.  
Gusse ki ek tezz lahar uske chehre par daud gayi.

“TUNE WHAT??”  
Usne chilla kar kaha, awāz itni tez ki kamre ki deewārein kaamp uthiṁ.  
“She’s a bitch… aur tu… TU??”

Rahul ne thandi hansi haṁsi.

“Tu to apne boss ke saath so sakti hai na? To main kyun nahi?”

Anita ne sir pakad liya, awāz toot rahi thi —

“Maine kisi ke saath kuch nahi kiya… maine nahi…”

“Abe ja jhūṭhi!” Rahul ne TV ki taraf ishara kiya.  
“Ye video dekh kar bhi maan nahi rahi? Ab kisse puchwāũ? Tere boss se?”

Usne turant phone uthāya aur gusse se bolā —

“Sirish? Aap mere ghar ā jao. Urgent hai. Haan… gusse mein hai. Nahi to kya, nāchenge? Haso mat. Pooja ko bhi lete āna. Aaj sab khatam karte hain. Bahut ho gaya.”

Phone rakh kar Rahul ne Anita ki taraf dekha aur badbadāte hue bola —

“Tumne to bada lund chahiye na? Mera bada nahi lagta? African lund chahiye hoga tujhe… kutiya… randi…”

Anita gusse se jhallā uthi, awāz phatkar nikal gayi —

“SHUT UP! Rahul please… shut up!”

Rahul rukā nahi.

“Haan ab chup karao mujhe? Socha main cuck hu? Jo chahe karogi? Mera lund chhota nahi… Pooja kitni khushi se chudi thi us din…”

Anita ke ānsū ab gusse mein badal rahe the. Woh ro-ro kar boli —

“Haan… tera chhota hai. Mere saare ex-boyfriends se bhi chhota hai. Maine kabhi kuch bola nahi. Apni needs ko daba diya. Aur aaj tu ilzaam lagā raha hai?”

Rahul ek pal ke liye sehmā sa chup ho gaya.

Tabhi darwāza khula.

Sirish aur Pooja andar āye.

Pooja shorts aur tight t-shirt mein thi. Chehra thoda darā hua, lekin sexy lag rahi thi — jaise jaan bujh kar tayyār hokar āyi ho.

Anita ne Pooja ko dekha to uska khoon khaul utha.

Usne Rahul ki taraf dekhte hue kaha —

“Ye hain mere boss Sirish. Ye tumhe sab sach batāyenge. Hamāre beech jo bhi hai—”

Rahul ne beech mein hi ghus kar chillāya —

“Ye kya batāyenge? Iska hi to lund leke kud rahi thi ye! Pooja, tujhe pata hai na ye dono saath sote hain? Mera lund chhota bolti hai ye!”

Pooja ka sar jhuk gaya. Haath kaanp rahe the. Muthi bhiṁchi hui thi.

Sirish ne sakht awāz mein kaha —

“Mind your tongue, Rahul.”

Rahul ne aur tez chillā kar jawāb diya —

“Abe tongue to tune dali thi iski gand mein jab isne tujhe birthday gift mein gand di thi… randi ki!”

**PHATAAAKKK!**


Ek tez thappad ki awāz gunji.

Rahul ke gaal par Anita ka haath pad gaya tha.

Rahul ka haath apne gaal ko mal raha tha, aankhein laal, gussa aur hairāni dono saath mein.

Woh maarne ko haath uthāne laga…

Lekin ek teesra haath turant uska haath pakad liya.

Sirish tha woh.  
Usne Rahul ke haath ko zor se pakda hua tha aur dheere se, lekin sakht awāz mein kaha —

“Bas… ab bahut ho gaya.”

Kamra ekdum sannāta ho gaya.

Sirf saanso ki tez awāzein sunai de rahi thiṁ.

Aur sabki nazrein ek doosre par thi — jaise agla kadam koi bhi uthāye, to yeh rishta sachmuch khatam ho jāyega.

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Sorry to disappoint to you all but I think 2-4 updates hi reh gye hain. Or dekhte hain aage ka ek idea to hai but vo isme use kru ki new story bnau usme thoda dekhna hai. Agar fit baitha to bna dunga.
Next update me sare raaz khulenge sare dost connect honge....to just wait I will drop it today.
Sorry images nhi hongi because bs plot heavy hai

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Rahul ladne par utaru ho gya tha. 
"ASale teri himmat kaise hue mujhe hath lagane ki. Abe vo teri randi hai par meri bewi hai hath chod mera."
Sirish bola "baith k baat krte hain aaram se or aise kisi par uthana shi nhi hai Rahul"
Rahul " ha par tune jo kiya shi kiya na dusro ki bewi par nazar dalta hai unko rijha k apne jism ki hawas bujhata hai. Harami sale"
Sirish " mera or Anita k bich me aisa kuch nhi hai. Maine jiske sath kiya usse maine pyar Kiya hai or jindagi bhar krunga. Shadi Krne wale...."
Rahul Coller pakad leta hai sirih ka "sale meri bewi k sath..."
Anita chudane aati hai "chodo Rahul lado mat phle baat to suno"
Rahul dhakka deta hai to Anita gir jaati hai. Ab Rahul bekabu ho gya tha. Koi or chara nhi bacha to Anita aur Sirish ne ek saath Rahul ko chair se badh diy.

Rahul ka chehra laal ho chuka tha, aankhein phati hui, lekin ab gusse se zyada hairāni thi.

Woh hilta hua, awāz mein thartharāhat ke saath bola —

“Kya chahte ho… maar doge mujhe? Maar do! Phir kya… Pooja ko maar doge kya?”

Sirish ne ek thandi, mazāk bhari hansi haṁsi aur dheere se bola —

“Abe chutiye… use kyun maarunga? Woh meri girlfriend hai. Use se shadi karni hai mujhe"

Rahul ka dimāg ek pal ke liye thham gaya.
Woh confuse hokar Sirish ki taraf dekhta raha, phir Anita ki taraf.

“Hain… kya?”

Anita ne thak kar, lekin sakht awāz mein kaha —

“Haan… woh uski hi girlfriend hai. Lagbhag do saal se.”

Rahul ka muh khula reh gaya.
“Kya… ye kaise…?”

Sirish ne ek lambi sāns li, jaise bahut din se yeh baat dil mein dabā rakhi ho, aur phir dheere-dheere bolna shuru kiya —

“Haan… hum ek doosre se pyār karte the. Pooja ka divorce hone wālā tha. Alimony ka paisā āne tak hum chup-chup ke hi mil sakte the, sex kar sakte the. Agar cheating ke saboot mil jāte to court mein kuch nahi milta. Ek mahine pehle hi divorce final hua hai. Bas ek ākhri kist bāki hai… isliye abhi bhi humein saath rehne ki poori āzādi nahi mili."
Anita boli " tera dost Rakesh bhi Pooja ko chedne ki vjh se nikala gya tha posh me sala lichad."

Rahul ne TV ki taraf dekha, jahaan abhi bhi woh video paused thi.

“Par… woh video mein to…”

Sirish bola “Haan, woh Pooja hi thi. By chance uske pati ka naam bhi Rahul tha.”

Anita ne gusse se Pooja ki taraf dekha, phir Rahul se boli “Woh kundal, woh sari, woh blouse… sab maine hi diye the isko shadi mein pehanne ke liye. Mujhe kya pata tha ki yeh sab cheezein pehan kar yeh Sirish ke saath sex karegi.”

Rahul abhi bhi samajh nahi pā raha tha.

“Aur woh bikini, lingerie… almāri mein kaise?”

Anita boli "Woh maine hi rakhi thi. Iska pati iski har cheez check karta tha kabhi kabhi follow b krta tha. Use paisā dene se bachna hai na alimony k 8 cr, isliye maine socha yeh sab yahin safe rahega.”

Rahul ki nazar ab Pooja par thami.
“To Pooja… woh ex jisse tu baat kar rahi thi… woh…”

Anita ne gusse se daant peet-te hue Pooja ko ghoora aur chillā kar bola “Bata na, kutiya!”

Pooja ne sar jhukāya, awāz mein dar aur sharmindagi dono thi. “Haan… woh mera ex-husband tha. I’m sorry Anita…I am sorry Rahul....tumhri confusion k liye. main apna naam use nahi kar sakti thi. Isliye main hotel iske naam se book karti thi, iske naam se hi account bna sex chat karti thi....or aaj hotel me maine hi phone krke bulaya tha vo mujhse rha nhi gya 1 week se vo nhi tha yha to."

Phir woh Anita ki taraf dekhti hui, ānsuon bhari awāz mein boli —“Yeee… sooorryyy Anita…”

Kamre mein sannātā chhā gayā.
Koi bol nahi pā raha tha.
Sirf saanso ki tez awāzein aur dil ke dhadakne ki goonj.

Rahul chair par baith gaya, jaise saari takat nikal gayi ho.

Use yaad aa rha tha kaise usne Anita par bas shak kiya. Ya sayad uske man me tha ki uski itni khubsurat bewi hai to dhoka degi hi. Chii kitna bura hu mai. Par donu ke sharir ki banawat bhi to same hai....phir bhi mujhe dhayan dena chahiye tha mujhe apne pyar par yakeen hona chahiye tha.
Uske chehre par ab gussa nahi, sirf bechaini aur confusion tha.

Anita ne dheere se Pooja ki taraf dekha, phir Sirish ki taraf.
Aur phir Rahul ki taraf.

Ab kya kehna bāki reh gaya tha?

Sab kuch to khul chuka tha… lekin dil ke andar ka toofan abhi bhi thham nahi pā raha tha.

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Pooja boli "mujhe maaf kr dena mere husband mujhe marte the unki age jyda thi bas social status k liye unhone mujhse shadi kre. Par sex nhi hota tha unse to mai tadhpti rehti thi mujhe hai ek problem iska. Tab office me Rakesh ne mera fayda uthna chaha. Us din Anita ne mujhe bachaya or Sirish ne meri help ki phir hamme pyar ho gya or hamne sath rhne ka faisla kiya. Divorce lene k samay Mera pati ye sabit krke ki mai adultery kr rhi hu alimony kam dena chahta tha. Tab Anita ne meri help ki. Ek sachhe dost ki trah...I am sorry hamari sex videos ki vjh se tumme ladai ho gyi..."
Yesab confusion videos ki vjh se hi hua tha to usko smjhne k liye Sirish ne sar jhukā kar, awāz mein gehri sharmindagi ke saath bola,

Sirish ne sar jhukā kar, awāz mein gehri sharmindagi ke saath bola “Sorry Anita… Pooja ko kink hai sex ke waqt video banāne kā. Maine woh bhi banā di thi. Bas blur kar detā tha chehre, sochā safe hai. Pata nahi kaise leak ho jāti thi. Tumhe hi to bhejta tha main… bas Pooja…”

Pooja darte-darte, kāmpte hue boli, “Mai… maine nahi kiya… main bas ek online storage wali website pe upload kar deti thi. Wahan se kaise leak ho jāti hai, mujhe sach mein pata nahi…”

Rahul andar hi andar soch rahā tha — *Chutiya aurat… achha hua hamari sex wali video mein hamāri shaklein nahi dikhi, warna sab jgh meri badnami ho jati Bewakoof kahin ki."

Sirish ne Anita ki taraf dekha, haath jodte hue bola,
“I’m so sorry Anita… main apni aur Pooja ki taraf se māfi māngtā hu. Last time ki help ke liye maine tumhe iPhone diya tha, lekin ab sab pareshāniyon ke liye…or kal tak divorce garant ho jayega. Or Anita tumhe main ek upper position, 3 months ki salary advance, aur 2 weeks kā Europe tour detā hu. Or kuch b chahiye to krunga bs please mujhe maaf kr do"

Anita ne gusse se usko ghoora. Aankhein laal, jaise aag bhar gayi ho.
Pooja ne turant beech mein boli, "sorry Anita… inka woh matlab nahi tha…”

Anita ne Pooja ko ek tez nazar se dekha, phir dheere se, lekin sakht awāz mein boli,

“Mujhe ye sab chahiye hi nahi… mujhe ab jo āne wāli alimony ki ākhri kist hai, uska sārā paisā bhi chahiye.”

Pooja ke chehre ka rang udd gaya. “Anita… woh 1 crore hai…”

“To kya hua?” Anita ne muskurā kar kaha, lekin woh muskurāhat bilkul bhi pyār bhari nahi thi.
“Ye to bas ākhri bachi hui kist hai. Tum 7 crore le chuki ho. Soch lo… agar ye video aur meri gawāhi court mein pahunch gayi, to tumhe sab wāpas karna padega. Aur interest ke saath.”

Pooja ka sar jhuk gaya.
Usne dheere se kaha,

“Manjoor hai…waise mujhe Sirish hi ka sath hi chahiye”

Rahul bas chupchap sab dekh rahā tha. Dimāg sunn ho chuka tha. Bas yahi ehsaas bāki tha ki usne galti ki hai — apni biwi par shak karke, itni badi galti.

Tabhi Anita palti aur Rahul ki taraf dekhti hui boli,

“Abhi ek badlā bāki hai.”

Pooja ne darte hue poocha,

“Kya…?”

Anita ne seedhe Pooja ki aankhon mein dekh kar kaha,

“Tumne mere pati ke saath sex kiya tha.”

Sirish chaunk kar bola,

“What… ye kya?”

Pooja ne rone lagi awāz mein kaha,

“Sorry Sirish… tum ek hafta bahar the… main rok nahi pāyi khud ko. Tumhe pata hai na main nympho hu…5 din to mai ruk gyi par us din nashe me phir mai sab bhul gyi....tumko pata hai mujhe roz chahiye hota hai…”

Anita ne thandi awāz mein poora kiya,
“To mera hi pati mil gaya tha. Pehle mujhse help li, phir mera hi ghar barbaad kar diya.”

Pooja ab zor se rone lagi.
“I’m so sorry Anita… mujhe hi sazā do… manjoor hai…”
Woh rone lagi, awāz phatkar nikal rahi thi,
"Ab to Sirish bhi mujhe chhod dega… main mar jānā chāhti hu…”

Anita ne uske paas jā kar use gale lagā liya. Dheere se bola,

“Ro mat… Sirish kahin nahi jāyega tujhe chhod kar.”

Sirish ne confuse hokar poocha,

“Kya matlab… par isne to…”

Anita ne Sirish ki taraf dekhte hue kaha,

“Agar tumne Pooja ko chhoda, to videos ki madad se tumhārā career kharab ho jāyega. Company dub jāyegi. Sab barbaad.”

Sirish ke chehre par ghabrāhat chhā gayi.

“Hey Anita… kya kar rahi ho…mai Pooja se pyar krta hu or uski problems ko janta hu. Mai use kabhi nhi chodunga.”

Anita ne dheere se muskurā kar kaha,
“Relax Sirish… mai janti hu tum use nhi chodoge or mai b aisa kuch nahi karungi. Lakin pooja or Rahul ne kiya, mai or tu vo krenge bhi wahi karenge.”
Sabke muh se ek saath nikla, “Kya…?”

Phir teeno samajh gaye.
Pooja ne sar jhukā liya. Usne apna naseeb qubool kar liya — ki aaj uska boyfriend uski best friend ko chodega jaise vo chudi thi Rahul se.
Rahul ki aankhon mein ānsū bhar āye. Woh kuch bol nahi pā raha tha.
Anita ne Rahul ki taraf dekha, awāz mein thandi sazish bhari hui thi,
“Tumhāri sazā yahi hai… tum mujhe hi dekhte the na video mein Pooja me...mujh ko chodte hue Sirih se? Ab tum sach mein meri chudāi dekhoge… live.”
Rahul rone laga bola "nhi please Aisa mat kro, itni badi saza mat do mujhe meri galat fehmi ki."
Anita "achha ab samne nhi dekh pa rhe phone par to maze se dekh rhe the. Tumhe achha lagta hai na mujhe kisi or ki baho me dekhna? Tum fantasize krete the na mujhe Sirish k sath sex krte hue uska lund chuste hue usse gand marwate hue?"
Rahul " nhiiiii......Anita vo"
Anita "jhut mat bolo tumhra YHI man tha....Khao hamare bete ki kasam ki tumne hmesha videos ki jgh mujhe imagine Kiya tha"
Rahul apne bachhe ki jhuti kasam nhi kha sakta tha. 
"Ha kiya tha par vo meri galti thi...uski itni badi saza mat do. Mai bhut sharminda hu maine tum par shak kiya."
Anita " sharminda kis baat par ho ki mujhpe shak kiya ya Pooja k sath mujhe dhoka diya? saza to ab milegi tumhe".

Usne dheere se apni jeans utāri. Vo abi apni panty me thi red color ki. 

Phir Sirish ki taraf mudkar uski belt kholi Sirish mana kr rha tha 
"Dekho Anita ye shi nhi hai, ab ye jid chod do please mai ye nhi kr sakta mai Pooja ko dhoka...
Pooja b rote hue boli "Pooja ye shi nhi..."
par Anita ne gusse me dekha Sirish ko or boli
"Usne bhi to diya tujhe mere pati k sath. Ab mai uske pati k sath krungi. Or ye donu dekhnge"
Ye bolte hue usne pant neeche ki. 
Sirishka lund ab khada tha, garam aur sakht.
Anita ne uske lund ko haath mein pakda, muh ke paas le jāte hue Rahul ki taraf dekha.

Rahul wahan baithā thā, ānsū behte hue, aankhein fati hui, dil toot chuka tha.

Aur Anita ne dheere se Sirish ke lund ko apne hothon ke pas le gyi chhua, bilkul usi tarah jaise video mein Pooja ne kiya tha.
Kamre mein sannātā tha… sirf Rahul ke rone ki halki awāz aur dil ke tukde hone ki goonj.
Rahul ne aakhain band kr di. Vo aage nhi dekhna chahta tha.
Pooja "Kya hua Rahul yhi to chahte the na tum? Yhi to imagine krte the na tum? Yhi tumhari ichha ki ki mai kisi bazaru aurat ki tarah apna jism kisi or ko saup du. Kisi or ka penis OH sorry lund chusi....ab dekh kyu nhi rhe dekho"
"Nahi please mujhe maaf kro do.....mai aise galti nhi krunga. Mai tumhe khona nhi chahta I am sorry"
Anita "tum kho chuke ho Rahul....maine socha tha tumhe mujhpe bharosa hoga agar apne pati ko hi bharosa na ho to kya hi fayada pativrata hone ka.....or ye lund bhi tumse bada hai" Anita ne mock kiya Rahul ko.
Rahul "please mujhe ek mauka de do....tum aisa nhi kr sakti please"
Anita " mai tumhare jaise bewafa nhi hu Rahul. Par main kya krungi kya nhi mujhe b nhi pata..."
Pooja or Rahul ro rhe the.
Sirish pant utare khada tha. Uska lund bs muh k aage tha Anita ke or Anita ki aakho me bs dhikkar ki bhavna thi or lund hotho k bhut hi pas tha........
(Writer note- Aapko sochna hai Anita ne bhi sex kiya ya nhi vo aap ke upar hai.)
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1 saal bad.
Rahul "are chlo jldi taiyar ho jao..."
Anita " ha ho gyi hu. Bs 10 min do tumhra bete ko b to taiyar Krna hota hai."
Rahul " ha ha jldi kro phir Pooja or Sirih ki shadi me late ho jayega"
Anita "jyda order mat do. Vo haq kho diya hai ab tumne"
Rahul " ok madam"
Sab taiyar hoke gye shadi me bhut Bdiya hue shadi.
Anita ne bola Rahul se ki vo kal Out of India ja rhi hai to bachhe ko 1 week liye use sambhalna hoga.
Rahul bola are shi hai mujhe khub time milega bete ke sath.
Asal me a or Rahul ka divorce chl rha hai. Donu co parent hain. Anita ne koi alimony demand nhi ki. Anita ne jo 1 cr diya the vo usne bete k nam k ac me daal diye the.
Anita ne khub dance kiya shadi me or Rahul use dekh rha tha....vo sunder lag rhi thi use tarah jab use Rahul ne pehli bar dekha tha....or khud ki galti se kho diya tha.
Par use yakeen tha ki vo use pa lega dobra divorce nhi hone dega.
Tabhi Anita uski or chlte hue aayi. Hi krke hath hilate hue muskurat chehre pe.
Phir Anita ne hath failaye gale milne ko.....
Rahul ne socha "sayad usne mujhe maaf kr diya.."
Anita " hey Sanjeev long time no see...."
Rahul piche muda ek 37 saal aadmi tha.
Anita or Sanjeev gale mile. Pure josh me jaise janmo k bichde ho.
Rahul ko jealous feel hone laga.
Sanjeev " ha yr Anita tujhe b dekhe kitne din ho gye"
Anita ne introduce krta "Rahul ye hai mera ex boyfriend college me the ham sath or Sanjeev ye mere ex Husband Rahul."
Donu ne hi kra...
Anita or Sanjeev khub baatain kr rhe the. Shadi Tak ruke sab khana khaya.
Agle din Anita South Africa chli gyi kisi office kaam k liye...
(End of the story....)

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I hope i tried all lose end agar kisi ko koi doubt ho to puch sakta hai....

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