Misc. Erotica Shreya Ke Raaz: Kab tak Chhupenge

[Celebrorn]

Chapter 1

Shreya hadbada kar uthte hue bistar par aalthi palthi maar kar baith gayi. Bahar abhi bhi adhera sa hi tha, bahut halki si roshni andar aa rahi thi. Shayad subah ke 6.30 baje honge. Shreya ne ek patli si tshirt aur pyjama pehna hua tha, jisme use February ki is subah ko thand si lag rahi thi. Par woh kahin khoyi hui thi.



Bahar se kisi gaadi ke horn ki aawaz ne uski neend ko door kiya aur usne bistar par pade apne sweater ko uthate hue apni t-shirt ke upar daal liya. Kuch der woh khidki ke paas khade hokar bahar ki taraf dekhne lagi.

Bahar sadak par abhi jyada gaadiyan nahi thi aur sab kuch kafi shaant sa lag raha tha, jaise aksar Delhi ki mornings mein unke is Saket ke flat se dikhta tha. Shreya kuch pal sochne lagi, kitni lucky they woh log aaj ki aaj bhi yahan reh paa rahe they. Agar woh yahan nahi reh paate, toh shayad Rajasthan ke ek chhote se shehar mein reh rahe hote. Par shayad luck se jyada iss sab ke liye use ek keemat ada karni padi thi.

Woh khayal mann mein aate hi Shreya ne turant apne aap ko toka aur jaldi se apne room se nikalte hue kitchen mein gayi. Roz ki tarah kafi kaam baaki tha. Naashta aur din ka khana banana tha, apne aur Rohit ke kapde nikalne they. Shreya ne jaldi se 2-3 aalu nikalte hue cooker mein daal kar gas par chadaye. Kitchen ke kaam ke beech mein baar baar puraani yaadein aa rahi thi.

Usne apne aap ko focus karte hue apni speed badayi aur fir jaldi se bathroom mein fresh hone aur brush karne ke liye ghus gayi. Bahar aakar ghadi mein time dekha toh 7.15 baj chuke they aur thodi aur roshni ho gayi thi. 

Usne Rohit ke kamre ki taraf nazar daali, kamra band tha aur andar se koi aawaz nahi aa rahi thi. Shreya ne gusse mein socha, woh zaroor ab tak so raha hoga. Bola tha subah gym jayunga, running karne jayunga, par itne mahino se kuch bhi nahi kiya.

Shreya ne gusse mein bina knock kiye darwaza khola aur use aawaz lagayi, "Rohit! Utho!"

Usne apne chehre par se shikan hatane ki koshish kari. Rohit uska 18 saal ka beta, uki umar hi aisi thi ki Shreya ko acche se pata tha - us par gussa karne se jyada use friend bana ke rakhna hi better tha. 

Rohit ne apna kambal apne muh par dhak liya, "Mummy... sone do na thodi der aur."

"Time dekha hai? 7.30 baj chuke hai."

"Nahi... itne nahi baje honge... aap hamesha time aage karke batati ho." Woh bina apni aankhen khole bola.

"Kitne baje soye they raat ko?" Shreya uske bed ke side par aa kar baith gayi.

"Time se so gaya tha..."

Shreya ne mann hi mann socha, mummy toh pagal hai na, jaise unhe kuch pata hi nahi. Bas roz raat ko der tak apni girlfriend se baate karte raho.

"Time se so gaye they toh phir ab uth jayo. Mujhe bhi time se office nikalna hai na."

"Aap chale jayo... main kahan rok raha hoon."

"Nahi... main tumhe drop karte hue jayungi... nahi toh pata chala ki tum college gaye hi nahi."

Shreya ne kambal ko Rohit ke muh se neeche kheecha. Woh apni aakhen khol nahi paa raha tha. Shreya ne pyaar se uske sar par haath fera.

"Chalo... please... uth jayo na. Tumhe pata hai na mummy ko kitna kaam rehta hai."

Rohit ne thoda sa muh banaya, par woh apni mummy ki is pyaar bhari baat ko nahi taal sakta tha. Usne apne lambe haath kholte hue Shreya ki taraf badaye, aur uski gardan par lapet-te hue use apni taraf kheecha.

"Oh mummyy....."

"Ahhh..." Shreya ka sar ek dam kichte hue uski chest par jaa tika. 

Rohit ne Shreya ko kas ke pakad liya.

"Chhodo na... kitni smell aa rahi hai tumse... kab nahaye they last?"

"Abhi toh nahaya tha... do din pehle." Rohit ne apni pakad dheeli karte hue kaha.

"Chheee... roz nahaya karo... aise gande se rahoge toh koi nahi aayega tumhare paas."

"Aap toh aayengi na," Rohit ne aakh kholte hue muskura ke kaha.

Shreya ne bhi muskurate hue use dekha. Use kabhi kabhi yakin hi nahi aata tha ki Rohit itna bada ho gaya tha. Kal hi ki toh baat lagti thi jab woh uske saath sota tha, akele rehne mein ghabrata tha, uski har baat maanta tha. Aur aaj....

"Acha chalo... maine tumhare kapde nikaal diye hai... jaldi se khade ho jayo... main itne naashta banati hoon." Shreya bed se khade hote hue boli.

"Kya banayogi naashte mein?"

"Tumhare favourite... sandwich. Green chutney ke saath."

"Wow... sach!" Rohit ek jhatke mein bed se khada ho gaya aur usne Shreya ko hug kar liya. Woh Shreya se itna lamba ho chuka tha, ki Shreya uske aage chhoti lagti thi. Shreya ne apna chehra uski chest par rakh diya aur apne haath bhi us par lapet liye.



"Itni excitement kis baat ki, abhi bhi bacchon ki tarah behave karte ho," Shreya Rohit ki baahon mein jakdi hui thi.

Use achanak neeche apne pet par kuch mehsoos hone laga. Uski nazar neeche gayi toh subah subah ladko ko jo problem hoti thi, morning wood, woh uske pet se takra raha tha.

"Rohit!" Shreya ne thoda serious hote hue kaha, "Chalo ab time waste par karo."

"Kya hua? Maine kya kiya ab?" Rohit ne masoomiyat se uski taraf dekhte hue poocha.

Uski bholi si shakal dekh kar Shreya ko thodi hasi se aa gayi. Shayad un dono ko hi andaza nahi hua tha Rohit kab itna bada ho gaya tha aur un dono ko ab apne beech ek physical distance maintain karne ki zaroorat thi.

"Jayo... toilet waigera karlo..." Shreya ne apni hasi ko rokte hue kaha par uski nazar ek pal dubara neeche ki taraf gayi.

"Jaa raha hoon... isme itna tokne ki kya baat hai!" Rohit sharmata hua jaldi se toilet ki taraf bhaaga, shayad woh bhi samajh gaya tha ki uski mummy ko kya dikh raha tha.


Shreya jaldi se uske kamre se nikal aa aayi aur muskurate hue kitchen mein naashta banane lagi. Kitni chhoti si duniya thi un dono logon ki. Jab uske husband 12-13 saal pehle chal base they, tab ek pal aisa laga tha sab toot jayega. Par usne kis tarah apne aap ko strong bana kar sab sambhale rakha tha sirf use hi pata tha. Bas sab is tarah hi chalte rahe, Shreya ne mann hi mann socha.

Kuch der baad jab Rohit naha kar bahar aaya toh uska naashta table par rakha hua tha. Shreya itne doosre bathroom mein nahane ke liye jaa chuki thi. Rohit ne chaldi se baith kar naashta karna shuru kar diya. Usne kuch hi bites liye they ki saamne se Shreya ek neeli saree pehne hue, apne baalon mein towel lapete hue apne room se bahar nikli.

Uski pyaar mummy! Kitni khoobsurat dikhti thi woh. Unki date of birth ke hisaab se woh 38 years ki thi, par kahin se bhi lagti nahi thi. Bilkul kisi santoor mom ki tarah. Ekdam gori shining skin, halka sa chhuby face, par slim body figure, aur ek bahut hi behtareen dressing sense. Aur unke baat karne ka tareeka, amazing. 

Jab woh chhota bhi tha toh uske friends hamesha uske ghar aane ko excited rehte they, uski mummy itne acche se jo sabse baat karti thi aur sabko khilati pilati thi. Use ek proud si feeling aati thi apni mom ko dekh kar.

Par ab... ab mann karta tha koi uske ghar na hi aaye toh better hai. Jaise jaise woh bada hota gaya, use logo ko apni mummy ko ek alag tarah se dekhna samajh aata gaya. Unki nazar unke face par na hokar kahin aur hi tiki hoti thi, aur mummy ko pata nahi yeh samajh aata bhi tha ya nahi. Kabhi kabhi toh mann karta tha woh bas apni mummy ko lekar yahan se kahin door chala jaye, jahan unhe koi pareshaan na kar paaye.

"Kaisa hai sandwich? Aaj kuch naya try kiya tha." Mom uske saamne se nikalte hue gayi.

"Achha hai... achha. Mummy?" Rohit ne kitchen ki taraf palat-te hue dekha.

"Haan?" Kitchen se Shreya ki aawaz aayi.

"Aaj kuch special hai kya?"

"Nahi toh? Kyun?"

Rohit apni khali plate lekar kitchen ki taraf aa gaya "Woh aap... itne acche se tayyar hui ho na. Kafi... kafi achhi lag rahi ho aaj."

"Achha ji," Shreya ne pose maarte hue use palat kar dekha, "Agar aur pocket money chahiye, toh mere paas hai nahi."

"Nahi nahi... main sach keh raha hoon. Par aap aise dress ho kar kyun jaa rahi ho aaj?"

"Aree... office mein toh achhe se hi dress ho kar jaana hota hai na. Tum bhi toh college poore style mein jaate ho."

Rohit ki frustration badh rahi thi, mummy uski baat nahi samajh rahi thi, aur woh aur clearly kuch bolna nahi chahta tha.

"Achha yeh sab chhodo... apna lunch rakh lo... aur aaj kha lena. Theek hai." Shreya ne Rohit ke haath mein ek lunch ka dabba thamaya.

Shreya jaldi se kitchen se nikalte hue wapis apne room mein ghus gayi aur mirror ke saamne khade ho kar apni saree ko adjust karne lage. Usne ek halke rang ki lipstick uthayi aur apne honthon par lagayi, aur apne baalon ko theek kiya.



Rohit hall mein khada andar Shreya ko bareeki se tayyar hote dekh raha tha. Aaj toh uski mummy baaki dino se bhi jyada amazing lag rahi thi.

Shreya ne apne maathe par ek bahut hi chhoti si bindi lagate hue apne aap ko aine mein ek aakhri baar dekha. Ek lambi saans lete hue woh palat kar apne kamre se tezi se bahar aa gayi. Rohit saamne apna bag liye un par nazar jamaye khada tha.

"Chale handsome, ya ghoorte hi rahoge," Shreya ne muskurate hue Rohit ka gaal kheencha.

Rohit apni mummy ke style ko dekh kar itna lost ho gaya tha ki woh jhepte hue unke peeche peeche chal pada.

Dono lift ki taraf chalne lage. Rohit idhar udhar dekhta hua apni mummy se ek kadam peeche chal raha tha, jaise unka bodyguard ho, unko har khatre se bachane ke liye tayyar. Khaaskar is building ke tharki uncles se.

Neeche aate hi woh dono apni purani Indica car mein baithe. Bahar hawa thodi thandi thi, par Shreya ne driver side ki khidki ko thoda neeche kiya. Woh car ko drive karte hue front entrance par aa gayi, jahan ek kaala-sa patla aadmi khada tha, jo unki building ka watchman tha.

Shreya ne hamesha ke jaise, ek halki si muskurahat ke saath use aawaz di, "Namaste Tufani ji".



Us aadmi ke chehre par turant ek badi si muskaan aa gayi aur woh jhuk kar gaadi mein andar ki taraf jhaanke laga, "Namaste Madam ji, aaj toh badi chamak rahi ho aap."

Rohit ne turant apna muh steering wheel ki taraf kiya, Shreya ke theek aage, aur gusse mein bola "Tum apna kaam karo na, darwaza khola. Yeh faltu baatein kyun kar rahe ho."

Shreya ne jaldi se Rohit ka sar peeche dhakela aur use gusse mein ghoora.

Watchman thoda hichkichaya, "Arre beta ji, main toh bas..."

"Koi baat nahi Tufani ji... chaliye, milte hain." Shreya ne Rohit ka haath pakadte hue gaadi ka sheesha upar kiya.

Building ka main gate khulte hi Shreya jaldi se gaadi chalate hue road par aa gayi. Shreya ne apni saath wali seat par jaldi se ek nazar daali, Rohit ne gusse mein apne jabde ko bincha hua tha.

"Rohit, tum har baat par itna hyper kyun ho jaate ho?" Shreya ne car chalate hue pucha.

"Mummy, aapne dekha woh kaise dekh raha tha?" Rohit ne chilla kar kaha. "Woh watchman hai, uska kaam gate kholna hai, aapki tareef karna nahi. Mujhe samajh hi nahi aata aap usse baat hi kyun karti ho."

Shreya kuch der khamosh rahi, phir dheere se boli, "Beta, woh watchman hai toh kya hua, hamari building ki safety rakhta hai na. Hame sab se achhe se bolna chahiye. Agar tum aise har kisi se ladoge toh kaise chalega?"

Rohit ne gusse mein doosri taraf muh pher liya, aur dheere se budbudaya, "Aapko kuch samajh bhi aata hai... aise logon ko aise hi handle karna padta hai."

Shreya ne ek gehri saans lete hue steering wheel ko kas ke pakda. Woh acchi tarah se samajhti thi ki Rohit kya kehna chahta tha. Par uski jindagi mein jo kuch hua tha usne use sikha diya tha ki sabse achhe se bolkar rehna hi sabse surakhshit tareeka tha jeene ka.

"Main khud handle kar sakti hoon, samjhe." Shreya ne saamne dekhte hue kaha.

Rohit ne kuch nahi kaha, bas khidki ke bahar tezi se guzarte pedon aur buildings ko dekhta raha. Uske dimaag mein abhi bhi wahi watchman ki gandi muskurahat ghoom rahi thi.

Thodi der mein Shreya ne car Rohit ke college ke gate ke paas roki.

"Chalo, pahunch gaye. College ke baad seedha ghar chale jaana, theek hai." Shreya ne thoda strict hote hue kaha.

Rohit utarne se pehle ruka aur Shreya ki saree ke pallu ko dekha jo seatbelt ki wajah se thoda khisak gaya tha. Usne socha ki woh haath aage badha kar pallu ko thoda upar karke Shreya ke kandhe par achhe se set kar de, par woh jaanta tha mummy ko yeh bilkul achha nahi lagega.

"Mummy, please... apna dhyan rakhna. Aur yeh pallu... thoda sambhal kar," Rohit ne gehri aawaz mein kaha.

Shreya ek pal ke liye thithak gayi. Usne Rohit ki aankhon mein dekha, unmein ab woh bachpana nahi, balki ek ajeeb si zid aur mardana fikar thi.

"Theek hai mere baap, jao ab," Shreya ne haste hue college ki taraf ishaara kiya.

Rohit ke mudte hi Shreya ne phir se gaadi chalani shuru kar di. Use Rohit ki baaton ko soch soch kar thoda gussa bhi aa raha tha aur hasi bhi. Pata nahi kab itna bada ho gaya tha woh. Itne saalon se jo kuch chal raha tha, agar kabhi use us sab ka pata chal gaya toh? Woh yeh sochte hi kaanp uthi. Use peeche se ek horn sunayi pada, aur uska saara focus phir se apni driving par aa gaya.

[Celebrorn]

Chapter 2

Shreya ne gaadi ko apne Barakhamba road wale office ki parking mein lagaya aur tez kadmo se office ki taraf badi. Aaj woh phir se late ho gayi thi. Boss is mauke ko chhodne wale nahi they.

Woh ek insurance company mein ek as an assistant manager kaam karti thi. Bhale hi job title mein 'manager' shabd juda hua tha, par asliyat mein uska kaam kafi administrative tha. Officers ki help karna, unki files ko final touch dena, aur corporate office se deal karna. Is role ne use office ke sabse senior head tak pahunch de rakhi thi.

Aaj se 13 saal pehle uske husband yahin isi office mein kaam kiya karte they. Unke jaane ke baad use yeh naukri 'compassionate grounds' par mil gayi thi. Yeh sochte hi Shreya ka muh utar sa gaya, kuch bhi compassionate nahi tha us situation ke baare mein, na unki death mein, aur na hi is naukri ko paane ke tareekon mein.

Kitna mushkil tha uske liye shuru shuru mein yeh job karna aur ek chhote se bachhe ko sambhalna. Ek ladki jo kabhi ghar se bahar nahi nikli thi, achanak corporate jagat ki bhagam bhagam ka hissa ban gayi thi.

Yahan na sirf use kaam seekhna pada, balki logon ko samajhna pada. Is male-dominated office mein use aksar yeh mehsoos hota tha ki logo ki nazrein us par thodi der zyada tik jaati. Log usmein kuch jyada hi dilchaspi lete. Kuch hi dino mein yeh achhi tarah samajh aa gaya tha ki har muskaan ka matlab professional nahi hota tha, aur har madad ke peeche niyat saaf nahi hoti.

Use apne aap ko mehfooz rakhna seekhna pada, poori tarah na sahi toh jahan tak mumkin tha.

Office mein ghuste hi security guard ne use good morning bola aur woh sar hilate hue jaldi se apni seat par pahuchi. Bag rakha bhi nahi tha ki uske saamne ki seat par baithe Rishabh ne uski taraf pareshaan hote hue dekha.

"Sir dhoond rahe they aapko." Rishabh ghabrate hue bola.

Shreya ne koi khaas reaction nahi diya aur aaram se apna bag rakha, "Acha..."

Rishabh usse kafi junior tha, aur kafi jyada shy aur introverted.

"Do baar puch chuke hain. Maine kaha main help kar deta hoon par unhone mana kar diya. Kafi nakush lag rahe they. Ma'am maine kuch gadbad toh nahi ki na?"

Uski baat sun kar Shreya ko thodi irritation hone lagi, use samajh nahi aata tha ki Rishabh itni jaldi ghabra kyun jaata tha.

"Itna nahi darte. Main handle kar lungi. Tumne kal wali files poori kari?"

"Haan... main raat late tak baitha tha." Usne Shreya ki table ki taraf ishaara kiya.

Shreya ne use ignore karte hue apne baal theek kiye aur boss ke cabin ki taraf chal padi. Shreya ko saaf ehsaas ho raha tha ki kuch nazrein uski saree aur chalne ke dhang par tiki hui thi, par woh unhe ignore karna seekh chuki thi.

Shreya ne ek bhari lakdi ke darwaze par knock karte hue halke se khola, "Sir, may I come in?"

Andar Boss phone par busy they par unhone Shreya ko haath ke ishaare se andar bualaya aur apni call jaari rakhi. Shreya andar aayi aur dheere se darwaze ko band kiya. Woh unke desk ke saamne jakar khadi ho gayi. Boss ke desk par rakhi unki nameplate mein unka naam 'Manish Kapoor' golden letters mein likha hua tha. 



Manish baat karte waqt laptop mein dekh rahe they, par beech-beech mein unki nazar Shreya ke chehre se hoti hui neeche tak jati aur phir wapis screen par laut aati. Shreya ko laga jaise woh kisi showroom mein rakhi numayish ki cheez ho.

Kuch der baad Manish ne phone rakha aur kursi par peeche hokar baith gaye.. "That was Corporate. Phir se ek naya issue, tumhare desk se... woh ladka, kya naam hai uska..."

"Rishabh..."

"Haan... Rishabh... use naukri se nikaalna padega." Manish ne baithe baithe apne haath mein pen ghumaya.

"Usne kuch galat nahi kiya hai." Shreya ne turant use defend kiya, woh achi tarah jaanti thi ki Manish ko bas mauka chahiye tha use dabane ke liye. "Main baat karti hoon Corporate se, un logon ko sahi se files padna bhi nahi aata."

"Aur tumhe bahut achhe se aata hai sab. Aakhir teacher jo itna achha mila tha." Manish ke chehre par ek smug si muskaan aayi.

"Main jayun?" Shreya ne dheere se poocha.

"Aaj kal kafi late aane lagi ho. Kya baat hai?" Manish ki aawaz achanak thodi strict ho gayi.

"Beech mein kahin construction work chal raha hai jisse traffic kafi kharaab ho jaata hai, par main kal se aur jaldi nikalne ki koshish karungi."

"Koshish nahi... time par hi aana hai. I can't show partiality in the office. Nahi toh mujhe disciplinary action lena padega."

Shreya ne apne honth daanton ke neeche dabate hue kaha, "Yes sir. Understood." 

Manish kuch pal Shreya ko ghoorta raha aur phir achanak uske chehre ka tanav gayab ho gaya aur woh khada ho gaya. "Shreya, don't be upset."

Yeh Manish ka purana khel tha, pehle darr dikhayo, phir raham. Shreya unse aankhen nahi mila paa rahi thi. Itne saalon ke baad bhi woh us par poori tarah hawi hona achhe se jaante they.

"I am not upset." Shreya ki aawaz kisi tarah bahar nikli.

"Mujhe pata nahi chal raha kya. Waise aaj kafi sexy lag rahi ho is saree mein. Mere liye khaas pehni hai na?"

Manish desk ke doosri taraf aa gaya aur Shreya ki taraf kadam badane laga. Shreya ne turant ek-do kadam peeche le liye, "Yahan nahi sir... koi bhi aa sakta hai."

"Aaj tak aaya hai kya koi? It's our secret," Manish ne desk par tek lagate hue kaha, uski aankhon mein tharak saaf thi. "Toh phir... is weekend?"

Shreya ne sochte hue mana kiya, "Nahi sir, possible nahi hai. Main busy hoon."

Manish ke chehre ki smile gayab ho gayi, "Kafi busy rehti ho aaj kal. Kya hua, koi doosra jugaad dhoond liya hai kya?" 


Yeh sawaal ek thappad ki tarah Shreya ko laga. Manish ki nazarein uske blouse par tiki hui thi.

"So... Saturday afternoon... we will have fun." Manish ne phir se commanding tone mein usse bola.

Shreya thoda sa hichkichayi aur phir dheere se boli, "Sir... weekend par Rohit ghar par hota hai. Bada ho gaya hai woh."

"Toh use bhej dena na kahin! Valentine Day hai waise bhi is weekend. Agar uski girlfriend hai toh use ghumane le jayega. Main sponsor kar dunga agar zaroorat hai toh."

"Nahi... aisi koi zaroorat nahi hai." Shreya ko unka ye offer achha nahi laga, "Bas woh ghar par... ab thoda odd lagta hai. Agar milna hi hai toh, bahar kahin..." 

"Aree... nahi yaar. You know na, mujhe yeh cheap hotel types pasand nahi, kab kaun kahan secretly video kheech le. Pichhli baar gaye they toh bahut ganda sa laga tha, jaise kisi prostitute ko apne saath le jaa raha hoon."

Manish ke yeh shabd Shreya ke kaleje mein teer ki tarah chube. Ek pal ke liye mann kiya woh Manish ko... wahin... par woh bas apni mutthi kas paayi.

"Phir... aapke ghar?" Shreya ne taana maarte hue pucha.

"Pagal ho kya," Manish ek dam se jhallaya, "Meri biwi hai... daughter hai... servants hai... tumhe wahan le jakar marna hai kya."

Shreya ko uski is hypocrisy par gussa aa raha tha, uske ghar aur family ki izzat, izzat thi, aur Shreya ka ghar bas ek adda, jahan jab mann kare maze lene aa jayo.

"Please yaar... bahut din ho gaye ab toh. Maine itna control kiya hua na apne aap ko." Manish gidgidate hue bola.

"Theek hai... par yeh last time hai," Shreya ne haar maante hue kaha, uski aawaz tharrayi hui thi. "Iske baad hum strictly professional rahenge."

"Haan... dekhte hain woh sab." Manish ne laparwahi se kaha.

"Nahi aap pehle promise karo." Shreya ne zor de kar kaha.

"Maine bola na dekhte hain, baat karenge, promise."

Shreya achhe se jaante thi is promise ka koi matlab nahi tha.

Woh jaane ke liye mudi hi thi ki Manish ki excited si aawaz aayi, "Suno... yeh lo. Maine khaas tumhare liye bahar se mangwayi hai."

Manish ne ek chhota sa package Shreya ke haath mein thamaya, "Bahut expensive cream hai, isse saare hairs nikal jaate hai aur skin ekdam silky ho jaati hai. Tum Saturday se pehle ise laga lena, bahut maza aayega."

Shreya uski tharak se bhari aankhon mein dekh rahi thi. Manish abhi se tay kar chuka tha ki Saturday ko woh Shreya ke saath kya kya karne wala tha.

Shreya package ko pakde hue jaldi se cabin se bahar nikal gayi aur apne desk par jaate hue jaldi se package ko apne bag mein rakh liya. Usne apne desk par baithte hue apna focus apne computer par lagane ki koshish kari. Par uske chehre par frustation saaf dikh rahi thi.



"Kya hua ma'am. Sir ne kuch kaha kya." Doosri taraf se Rishabh ki dari hui si aawaz aayi.

Shreya ne ek gehri saans bhari, uska gussa ab Rishabh par nikalne ko tayyar tha. "Corporate... Corporate wale na bilkul Choo..." Rishabh ki shakal dekhte hue usne apne aap ko roka. "Gadhe hain bilkul. Tum call lagayo unhe, aur is baar tum baat karoge, main nahi!" 

Rishabh ghabrate hue bola, "Main? Meri nahi sunenge."

"Rishabh! Agar tum logo ko aise hi apne upar hawi hone doge na, toh tumhara kabhi kuch nahi ho sakta." Shreya ko yeh bolte bolte ehsaas hua ye baat Rishabh ko nahi, apne aap ko chilla kar bol rahi thi. 

Rishabh ne dheere se haan mein sar hilaya.

"Chalo... call lagayo. Mujhe bhi conference in kar lena. Par bologe tum." Shreya ne kafi authoritatively use kaha.

Jaise hi Rishabh phone ke buttons daba raha tha, Shreya apna sar hilate hue sochne lagi. Ek Rishabh tha jo hamesha ghabraya hua rehta tha, aur ek uska beta, Rohit, jo kisi ko bhi kuch bhi kehne mein hichakta nahi tha. Kaash woh ek ki thodi si energy doosre mein transfer karke dono ko balance kar paati.

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Chapter 3

Rohit abhi abhi college se wapas ghar aaya tha. Metro se uski building ka raasta bas thodi si door ka tha, par dhoop aur thakan ne use nidhaal kar diya tha. Woh soch raha tha ki use bas woh ghatiya sa dikhne wala Tufani na dikh jaye, nahi toh subah wala gussa phir se jaag jayega. Par shayad luck achha tha, is waqt wahan woh doosre boode baba jaise dikhne wale watchman baithe hue they.

Rohit jaldi se lift mein aa gaya. Mummy ko aane mein abhi kuch ghante they aur usse pehle woh thoda chill karna chahta tha. Jab lift uske floor par khuli, toh saamne Khanna Uncle khade they. Unhe dekh kar Rohit ka muh ban gaya - yeh un tharki ‘uncles’ mein ki list mein top par they jo mummy ko hamesha ajeeb nazron se ghoora karte they.

“Rohit beta!” Khanna uncle ne ek badi si chamakti smile ke saath use roka. Rohit unke side se nikalta hua apne darwaze ki taraf badh gaya, mummy ki subah wali advice dimaag mein goonj rahi thi.

“Suno toh!” Khanna uncle uske peeche-peeche aa rahe they. Rohit ne darwaza unlock kiya aur rukha sa jawaab diya, “Ji?”

“Tumhari mummy ghar par hain kya?” Khanna Uncle ne darwaze ke andar jhaankne ki koshish ki, jaise unke paas x-ray vision ho.

“Nahi, office gayi hain. Kyun?”

“Woh... agle mahine Holi hai na, toh society ke dance competition ke liye poochna tha. Shreya ji kafi achha graceful dance karti hain na,” Khanna uncle ne ek ajeeb si khushi ke saath kaha, jaise woh Shreya ko stage par imagine kar rahe hon.

Rohit se raha nahi gaya. Usne tyoriyan chadhate hue kaha, “Aapki beti Naina bhi toh part le rahi hai na? Instagram par toh kafi special dance karti hai woh.”

"Kya matlab tumhara?" Khanna uncle ki aawaz ek dam badal si gayi thi.

"Matlab ki... woh jo chhote chhote kapdon mein apne hot videos daalti hai. Aajkal toh woh sab jyada demand mein hai na. Toh mummy ko kyun pareshaan karna, Naina se karwate hai is baar dance."

Khanna uncle ka chehra tamtama utha. “Badtameez! Bado se aise baat karte hain? Aane do Shreya ji ko, aaj toh tumhari shikayat karke hi rahunga!”

Rohit ne bina jawaab diye darwaza band kar liya. Usne socha, ek aur shikayat, koi baat nahi. Mummy thoda dantengi, phir shaant ho jayengi. Par unhe samajh kyun nahi aata ki yeh log kyun unse baat karne ke bahane dhoondte hain?

Ghar mein sannata tha. Rohit ne apna bag phenka, socks utaare aur bed par let gaya. Ghadi mein 5 baje they. Boring din aur hormonal energy ne use wahi le gaya jahan har teenager jata hai. Usne phone nikala aur ek porn site par scroll karte hue koi exciting si video dhoondne laga.

Par kuch bhi samajh nahi aa raha tha. Usne ghadi mein time dekhte hue jaldi se ek video ko khola. Usme ek college girl apne boyfriend ko apne boyfriend ko apne ghar laayi thi. Shuru mein woh dono apas mein kuch baat kar rahe they aur Rohit ne impatient hote hue jaldi se video ko aage kiya. Video kuch jyada hi aage ho gayi aur woh video ko wapas wahan laaya jahan us aadmi ne ladki ke kapde utaarne shuru kiye they.

Video ki aawazon aur manzar ne Rohit ki saansein tez kar di aur uska haath instinctively uske underwear ki taraf chala gaya. Rohit ka lund underwear se bahar nikal chuka tha aur video mein tez hoti aawazon se uttezit hota hua apne lund par zor se chalne laga.

Video mein aadmi ne us ladki ke baal pakadte hue uska sar peeche kheecha.

 

Woh use zor se chode jaa raha tha. Rohit ki pakad apne lund aur aur mazboot ho gayi aur ek zor ki harkat se saath lund se dher saara sperm nikalte hue bed par aa gira.

“Shit shit shit!” Rohit phone ko bed par thoda door fenkte hue jaldi se bathroom ki taraf bhaaga. Kuch der baad jab woh apne aap ko saaf karke wapas aaya toh video abhi bhi chal rahi thi aur usme sexy so aawazein aa rahi thi. Rohit ne video ko band kiya aur chaddar ki aur dekha. Chaddar beech mein se geeli ho gayi thi.

Rohit achhe se jaanta tha yeh mummy ki nazron se nahi bachegi. Saari chaddare mummy ki almari mein rakhi hoti thi, toh woh unke kamre mein gaya aur unki almari khol li. Aaj tak usne mummy ke pichhe se kabhi unki almari nahi kholi thi aur na hi kabhi chaddar badli thi toh sab kuch ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Usne ek drawer kholi jahan use mummy ki jeans aur skirts dikhayi di, mummy saree aur suit ke elawa inhe bhi pehenti thi aur in mein kafi achhi lagti thi. Doosri drawer kholi toh usme unki bra aur panties neatly saji hui rakhi dikhi. 

Unhe dekhte hi Rohit ne turant us drawer ko band kar diya. Aur phir dheere se curiosity mein dubara khola. Mummy ke paas alag alag rang ki kafi saari bra aur panty thi - black, pink, white. Kuch toh kafi mehngi aur branded bhi dikh rahi thi. 



Rohit ne ek bra ko upar uthaya, kafi stylish sa mesh design tha bra ki, fabric itna naram aur patla ki uski ungliyaan us par phisal si rahi thi. Ek tag par nazar gayi toh us par 34C likha hua tha, shayad unki slim body ke perfect curves ka naap.

Uski nazar drawer mein rakhi matching panties par gayi. Wahan sirf simple briefs nahi they. Kuch thongs aur lace-trimmed panties bhi thi, jinmein wahi kaala aur gehra laal rang dominate kar raha tha. Ek maroon rang ki panty par toh chote-chote satin ke bows lage hue they.

Rohit ka dimaag chakrane laga. Mummy ko is tarah ki stylish bra aur panty pehenne ki kya zaroorat hai, Unhe kaun sa kahi kisi ko yeh sab dikhana hota hai. Ek anjaani si jalan aur ghabrahat uske dil mein paida hui.

Bahar se zara si anjaani khat ki aawaz sunte hi Rohit ke haath kaanp gaye aur woh lace wali bra turant wapas andar drawer mein gir gayi aur usne jaldi se drawer ko band kar diya. Usne jaldi se doosre dresser se bedsheet nikali aur apne kamre mein jaakar badal di. Thakan aur guilty feeling ki wajah se woh kab so gaya, use pata hi nahi chala.

Takreeban dedh ghante baad, darwaza khulne ki aawaz aayi. Shreya ghar aa chuki thi, par uska chehra gusse se laal tha.

“Rohit! Rohit!”

Koi jawaab na aane par woh uske kamre tak pahuch gayi jahan woh soya hua tha. 

Shreya uske paas baithte hue uska maatha bukhaar check karne ke liye chhute hue boli, “Rohit… utho…”

“Kya hua mummy… abhi sone do na… college thoda late chala jayunga.”

“Aree subah nahi shaam ho rahi hai. Utho!” Shreya ne use jhinjhod kar uthaya. “Aur yeh batao ki tumne Khanna uncle ko kya bola? Unhone building ke neeche hi mujhe gher liya tha.”

Rohit ne aankhen kholi aur uth kar baith gaya. Shreya wahi neeli saree pehne thi, par office ki thakan aur garmi se pallu thoda dhila hokar kandhe se neeche sarak gaya tha. Rohit ki nazar unke gale par chamak rahe pasine ki boond par gayi, aur uske dimaag mein instinctively wahi '34C' mesh bra ka khayal aaya. Usne turant apni nazrein pher li, use woh sochte hi ajeeb sa lag raha tha.

"Unhone nahi bataya ki woh aapke baare mein kya bol rahe they?" Rohit rukhe pan se bola.

"Par isme Naina ki kya galti thi? Tumhe Naina ke baare mein woh sab bolne ki kya zaroorat thi." Shreya ke dimaag mein Khanna Uncle ka gussa aur unki dhamkiyan goonj rahi thi.

"Toh main bas chup chaap sab sun lun aapke baare mein? Maine toh bas jawab diya." Rohit ne zid mein apna sar jhatka.

"Maine tumhe subah bhi samjhaya tha," Shreya ne ek gehri saans bhari, uska gussa ab dheere-dheere badta jaa raha tha. Usne apne pallu ko kas kar pakda. "Woh tumse bade hain, Rohit. Tumhe bas unhe namaste karke nikal jaana chahiye tha. Main handle kar leti sab."

"Haan, mujhe pata hai aap kaise handle karti hain," Rohit bed se uthta hua khada ho gaya, uski aawaz mein ek bitter si hasi thi. "Aap toh abhi bhi shayad dance ke liye haan karke hi aa gayi hongi, unko manane ke liye. Aapko lagta hai aap sab theek kar dogi, par mujhe sab dikhta hai."

Rohit tezi se kamre se nikal kar living room mein aa gaya. Shreya bhi uske peeche-peeche aayi, uska chehra darr se peela pad gaya tha.

"Rohit! Meri poori baat suno!" Shreya ne uska hath pakad kar use roka. "Agar Khanna Uncle ne tumhari complaint kar di ki tumne unki beti ko chheda hai, ya uspar gande comments kiye hain... aur officer ne tumhe utha liya, toh phir mera kya hoga? Kya tumhe andaza bhi hai ki ek comment tumhara career barbaad kar sakta hai?"

Shreya ki aankhen thodi si geeli ho gayi thi. Use Naina ki fikr nahi thi, use fikr thi ki Rohit ki, apne ghar ki. Woh Khanna jaise logon ko achhi tarah jaanti thi, jo kisi bhi chhoti baat ka fayda uthana achhi tarah jaante they.

Rohit jawaab mein kuch bolna chahta tha, uske paas dheron arguments they, par mummy ki shakal dekh kar woh chup ho gaya. Uska saara gussa ek pal mein thanda pad gaya aur usne aage badhkar Shreya ko kas ke hug kar liya.



"Sorry mummy... mera woh matlab nahi tha," Rohit ne unke kandhe par sar rakhte hue dheere se kaha, par uske chehre par abhi bhi pareshaani saaf thi.

Shreya ne bhi use zor se pakad liya, jaise woh use duniya ki har buri nazar se chhupa lena chahti ho. 



Par is sukoon ke beech bhi, uske dimaag mein ek kaanta chubh raha tha. Manish Kapoor aur woh aane wala Saturday.

"Theek hai, ab jao, fresh ho jao," Shreya ne khud ko sambhalte hue kaha aur Rohit se alag hui. "Main jaldi se khana banati hoon. Tumne apna college ke assignments kar liye?"

Shreya ne Rohit ko assignments poore karne ke liye keh kar apne kamre mein bhej diya aur khud kitchen sametne lagi.

Dinner ke waqt dono ek doosre ke apne din ke baare mein cheezen share kar rahe they. Shreya use Corporate aur Rishabh ke baare mein batane lagi, par usne Manish ka jikr nahi chheda kyunki use pata tha ki Rohit ko Manish bilkul pasand nahi tha.

Dinner ke baad Rohit apne kamre mein chala gaya tha aur kuch der baad Shreya bhi. Raat ko kafi late ho chuka tha jab Shreya ne apne bag se woh packet nikaala aur thodi ghinn aur be-basi ke saath use apni taangon par lagana shuru kiya.

Cream ko kuch der lagaye rakhna tha, aur is beech Shreya ko pyaas lagne lagi. Usne night gown ke upar se ek shawl lapeta aur dheere se darwaza khol kar kitchen ki taraf badi.

Living room mein andhera tha, par jaise hi woh Rohit ke kamre ke paas se guzri, use kuch dabi-dabi aawazein sunayi di. Usne ghadi dekhi, Rohit abhi tak jaga hua kisi se baat kar raha tha? Uske kadam instinctively ruk gaye aur usne dheere se Rohit ke darwaze par kaan lagaye.

"Please na... sirf ek photo. Pata hai na mujhe kitna pasand hai," Rohit ki aawaz mein ek aisi besabri thi jo Shreya ne pehle kabhi nahi suni thi.

Woh itni raat ko kisse photo maang raha tha aur kyun?

"Arre, toh bra-panty mein hi bhej do na. Kuch nahi hoga, main turant delete kar dunga. Ek baar dekhna hai bas... please."



Shreya wahin darwaze par jam si gayi. Uske hatho mein abhi bhi wahi cream ki tez chemical mehek thi jo usne Manish ke liye lagayi thi, aur andar uska beta kisi aur ki beti se wahi sab maang raha tha jo mard Shreya se maangte they.

Kya yeh wahi ladka tha jo shaam ko use Khanna Uncle ki niyat par lecture de raha tha? Jo watchman ko gandi nazar rakhne par peetna chahta tha? 

Shreya ko achanak ehsaas hua ki use pata hi nahi chala tha ki Rohit kab itna bada ho gaya tha aur uske haath se poori tarah nikal chuka gaya tha. Shreya ke haath darwaze ke handle tak pahuche par woh use neecha ghuma na saki. Woh abhi aaj raat tayyar nahi thi Rohit se is baare mein kisi bhi conversation ke liye.

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