Agli subah Monday thi. Bhumika ki aankhen khuli toh suraj ki kirne room mein aa rahi thi. Usne kal raat ki yaad ki – Vishal ka sharmila chehra apni chut pe daba hua, uski jeebh ka taste, uska guilty look. Chut mein gudgudi ho gayi. Woh bed se uthi, transparent gown mein hi niche gayi breakfast ke liye. Husband Rajesh newspaper padh raha tha, usne smile di aur bola, “Good morning darling, aaj jaldi duty?”
Bhumika ne coffee ka cup liya, apni gown ke andar haath daal ke chut pe halka sa touch kiya table ke neeche. “Haan, lekin pehle ek important call karna hai.” Breakfast khatam karke woh upar apne room mein ghusi, darwaza lock kiya. Phone uthaya, Vishal ka number dial kiya.
Vishal school bus mein baitha tha, phone vibrate hua toh uska dil baith gaya. Screen pe “Madam Ji” dikha. Usne darte-darte pick kiya, awaaz dheemi, “H-hello… aunty ji…”
Bhumika ki awaaz mein masti thi, “Good morning beta… kal raat achhe se soya? Aunty ki chut ka taste yaad aa raha hoga na?” Woh hans padi dheere se.
Vishal ka chehra laal ho gaya, bus mein log the, woh whisper kiya, “Aunty please… ye sab… main Nisha se bohot pyar karta hoon… kal jo hua wo galti thi…”
Bhumika ki awaaz strict ho gayi, “Galti? Beta, aunty tujhe help kar rahi hai, certificate, scholarship, teri family ki madad – sab meri haath mein hai. Aaj school mein break ke time driver aayega, medicine dega. Pee lena achhe bacho ki tarah, aunty ki taraf se special tonic hai… teri sehat ke liye. Samjha? Na mat bolna beta, warna sab khatam.”
Vishal ka muh sukh gaya, “J-ji aunty… theek hai…” Call cut ho gaya. Usne phone pocket mein daala, dil mein dar aur guilt. Nisha ka chehra yaad aa raha tha – uski girlfriend, class ki sabse sweet ladki, gori, lambi baal, masoom aankhen.
School pahuncha toh break mein driver aaya, ek choti si bottle di – “Madam ji ne diya hai beta, pee lo.” Vishal ne majboori mein pee liya, taste thoda sweet tha, jaise energy drink. Usne ignore kiya.
Lunch break mein Nisha ke paas gaya. Dono canteen ke corner mein baithe, haath pakad ke. Nisha ne smile di, “Vishal, aaj kitne handsome lag rahe ho… kal kya hua? Phone pe udas lag rahe the.”
Vishal ne usko gale lagaya, “Kuch nahi baby… bas padhai ki tension. Tu hai na mere saath.” Usne Nisha ke lips pe kiss kiya – soft, pyar bhara kiss. Nisha sharma gayi, uske hoth pe apne hoth ragde, jeebh nahi daali, sirf pyar se. Dono ke dil mein sirf ek doosre ke liye pyar tha – school ka pehla affair, masoom wala.
School khatam hua, Vishal ghar ki taraf bus mein baitha toh badan mein ajeeb si garmi mehsoos hone lagi. Lund pajame mein thoda thoda khada hone laga, body garam, dimag mein gande khayal. “Kya ho raha hai?” woh socha, lekin samajh nahi aaya. Bhumika jaan bujh kar usko sex badhane goli mila ke bhej rahi thi – dheere dheere asar kare, taaki woh uska toy boy ban jaye, har time khada rahe uske liye.
Office mein Bhumika baithi thi, uniform mein sexy lag rahi thi – sindoor, mangalsutra, tight shirt. Usne Vishal ke ghar phone kiya, maa se baat ki, “aaj Vishal ki padhai bohot important hai, raat ko mere bungalow pe hi ruk jayega. Main khud tuition dungi, khana bhi yahin. Aap tension na lo.”
Maa khush ho gayi, “Arre madam ji, itna bada ehsaan… bohot badi officer aap, mere bete pe itna dhyan de rhi ho. Theek hai, ruk jayega.” Gharwale khush the – madam padhai ka kharcha utha rahi thi, ghar ko bhi thodi help karti thi, itna bada connection.
Bhumika ne naukar Ramu ko bola, “Ja market se ek expensive underwear la – branded, sexy wala, medium size. Vishal beta ke liye.” Ramu samajh gaya, shaitani smile di aur chala gaya.
Shaam ko Bhumika time pe ghar aayi, fresh hui – shower liya, chut achhe se saaf ki, perfume lagaya. Ek silk nighty pehni, andar kuch nahi, nipples dikh rahe the. Husband se drawing room mein baith k, do char baatein ki – “Aaj din kaisa gya? Vishal beta aayega tuition aur kuch discussion ke liye.”
Rajesh ne TV dekhte hue bola, “Achha hai, tum uski padhai ka itna khayal rakh rahi ho.” Phir uska phone baja, society ke aged dost log cards khelne bula rahe the. “Main ja raha hoon, late hoga.” Woh chala gaya.
Bhumika akeli ghar mein, bed pe let ke Vishal ke bare mein soch rahi thi.Usne dressing table k samne gyi silky baal ko tightly bun kr li aur kaanta se bandh li.Ab uski neck pura dikh rah tha rightside p ek kali til thi jo ki aur kamuk bana rhi thi. Apni mangalsutra ko usne nighty k bahar hi rakh liya. Uski gale p ek chota sa gold chain thi jisme akta chota Stone pendant tha yeh usko is birthday pr pati ne gift kiya tha. Aj usne sindoor thoda sa bas lagayi thi aur Akhonm kajal laga li.Usne apni nighty upar ki, chut pe ungli pheri – geeli ho chuki thi. “Aaj tera lund andar lungi beta… kuwara lund se chudwaungi… Nisha ko bhoolwa k chorungi m.”
Door bell baji – Vishal aaya simple shirt aur pajama, chehra laal, badan garam. Medicine ka full asar shuru ho chuka tha, lund pajame mein tent bana hua thoda sa.
Bhumika ne darwaza khola, smile di, “Aa jao beta.”
Vishal andar ghusa, dar aur excitement dono se kaanp raha tha.
Raat ab shuru hone wali thi.
Bhumika ne coffee ka cup liya, apni gown ke andar haath daal ke chut pe halka sa touch kiya table ke neeche. “Haan, lekin pehle ek important call karna hai.” Breakfast khatam karke woh upar apne room mein ghusi, darwaza lock kiya. Phone uthaya, Vishal ka number dial kiya.
Vishal school bus mein baitha tha, phone vibrate hua toh uska dil baith gaya. Screen pe “Madam Ji” dikha. Usne darte-darte pick kiya, awaaz dheemi, “H-hello… aunty ji…”
Bhumika ki awaaz mein masti thi, “Good morning beta… kal raat achhe se soya? Aunty ki chut ka taste yaad aa raha hoga na?” Woh hans padi dheere se.
Vishal ka chehra laal ho gaya, bus mein log the, woh whisper kiya, “Aunty please… ye sab… main Nisha se bohot pyar karta hoon… kal jo hua wo galti thi…”
Bhumika ki awaaz strict ho gayi, “Galti? Beta, aunty tujhe help kar rahi hai, certificate, scholarship, teri family ki madad – sab meri haath mein hai. Aaj school mein break ke time driver aayega, medicine dega. Pee lena achhe bacho ki tarah, aunty ki taraf se special tonic hai… teri sehat ke liye. Samjha? Na mat bolna beta, warna sab khatam.”
Vishal ka muh sukh gaya, “J-ji aunty… theek hai…” Call cut ho gaya. Usne phone pocket mein daala, dil mein dar aur guilt. Nisha ka chehra yaad aa raha tha – uski girlfriend, class ki sabse sweet ladki, gori, lambi baal, masoom aankhen.
School pahuncha toh break mein driver aaya, ek choti si bottle di – “Madam ji ne diya hai beta, pee lo.” Vishal ne majboori mein pee liya, taste thoda sweet tha, jaise energy drink. Usne ignore kiya.
Lunch break mein Nisha ke paas gaya. Dono canteen ke corner mein baithe, haath pakad ke. Nisha ne smile di, “Vishal, aaj kitne handsome lag rahe ho… kal kya hua? Phone pe udas lag rahe the.”
Vishal ne usko gale lagaya, “Kuch nahi baby… bas padhai ki tension. Tu hai na mere saath.” Usne Nisha ke lips pe kiss kiya – soft, pyar bhara kiss. Nisha sharma gayi, uske hoth pe apne hoth ragde, jeebh nahi daali, sirf pyar se. Dono ke dil mein sirf ek doosre ke liye pyar tha – school ka pehla affair, masoom wala.
School khatam hua, Vishal ghar ki taraf bus mein baitha toh badan mein ajeeb si garmi mehsoos hone lagi. Lund pajame mein thoda thoda khada hone laga, body garam, dimag mein gande khayal. “Kya ho raha hai?” woh socha, lekin samajh nahi aaya. Bhumika jaan bujh kar usko sex badhane goli mila ke bhej rahi thi – dheere dheere asar kare, taaki woh uska toy boy ban jaye, har time khada rahe uske liye.
Office mein Bhumika baithi thi, uniform mein sexy lag rahi thi – sindoor, mangalsutra, tight shirt. Usne Vishal ke ghar phone kiya, maa se baat ki, “aaj Vishal ki padhai bohot important hai, raat ko mere bungalow pe hi ruk jayega. Main khud tuition dungi, khana bhi yahin. Aap tension na lo.”
Maa khush ho gayi, “Arre madam ji, itna bada ehsaan… bohot badi officer aap, mere bete pe itna dhyan de rhi ho. Theek hai, ruk jayega.” Gharwale khush the – madam padhai ka kharcha utha rahi thi, ghar ko bhi thodi help karti thi, itna bada connection.
Bhumika ne naukar Ramu ko bola, “Ja market se ek expensive underwear la – branded, sexy wala, medium size. Vishal beta ke liye.” Ramu samajh gaya, shaitani smile di aur chala gaya.
Shaam ko Bhumika time pe ghar aayi, fresh hui – shower liya, chut achhe se saaf ki, perfume lagaya. Ek silk nighty pehni, andar kuch nahi, nipples dikh rahe the. Husband se drawing room mein baith k, do char baatein ki – “Aaj din kaisa gya? Vishal beta aayega tuition aur kuch discussion ke liye.”
Rajesh ne TV dekhte hue bola, “Achha hai, tum uski padhai ka itna khayal rakh rahi ho.” Phir uska phone baja, society ke aged dost log cards khelne bula rahe the. “Main ja raha hoon, late hoga.” Woh chala gaya.
Bhumika akeli ghar mein, bed pe let ke Vishal ke bare mein soch rahi thi.Usne dressing table k samne gyi silky baal ko tightly bun kr li aur kaanta se bandh li.Ab uski neck pura dikh rah tha rightside p ek kali til thi jo ki aur kamuk bana rhi thi. Apni mangalsutra ko usne nighty k bahar hi rakh liya. Uski gale p ek chota sa gold chain thi jisme akta chota Stone pendant tha yeh usko is birthday pr pati ne gift kiya tha. Aj usne sindoor thoda sa bas lagayi thi aur Akhonm kajal laga li.Usne apni nighty upar ki, chut pe ungli pheri – geeli ho chuki thi. “Aaj tera lund andar lungi beta… kuwara lund se chudwaungi… Nisha ko bhoolwa k chorungi m.”
Door bell baji – Vishal aaya simple shirt aur pajama, chehra laal, badan garam. Medicine ka full asar shuru ho chuka tha, lund pajame mein tent bana hua thoda sa.
Bhumika ne darwaza khola, smile di, “Aa jao beta.”
Vishal andar ghusa, dar aur excitement dono se kaanp raha tha.
Raat ab shuru hone wali thi.
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