Update 06
Do ghante ki gehri neend ke baad, Geeti ki aankhen khuliin.
Room mein shaanti thi. Chadar ke andar uska sharir ab bhi thoda heavy lag raha tha, lekin man kuch halka… jaise ek weight utaar diya ho usne.
Usne pehli baar khud se jhoot nahi bola tha. Aur Soham? Usne bhi use usi roop mein accept kiya tha.
Woh bistar par thodi der chupchap leti rahi, fir dheere se uthkar baahar hall mein aayi.
Soham kitchen mein do cup chai bana raha tha.
Geeti ne peeche se dekha… uska pati, jo usse kabhi possessive tha, ab shayad pehli baar usse samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha—bina ego, bina judgment.
“Main uth gayi,” Geeti ne kaha, thoda sa hichak ke saath.
Soham ne uski taraf dekha aur muskara diya, “Main jaanta tha. Tumhe chai chahiye thi.”
Dono ne ek dusre ki aankhon mein dekha, aur bina kuch kahe couch tak chale gaye.
Ek cup Geeti ke haath mein tha, ek Soham ke. Beech mein ek chuppi thi—lekin uncomfortable nahi. Bas… waqt tha sach bolne ka.
Soham ne sabse pehle silence toda.
“Tum khush thi kal raat?”
Geeti ne uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein na guilt tha, na sharam—sirf ek honest glow.
“Haan. Pehle dar lag raha tha. Lekin jab sab kuch hua… main kisi aur roop mein thi, Soham. Na sirf body se… par mind se bhi. Main sirf tumhari biwi nahi thi, main khud bhi thi.”
Soham ne sirf suna. Carefully. With depth.
“Aur jab dono ne… dono sides se… tumhe liya?”
Soham ki voice steady thi. Curious, thodi raw, lekin respectful.
Geeti ne cheekh se nahi, ek halka sa saans leke kaha,
“Woh... intense tha. Mere liye pehli baar tha… aur jab ek ne mujhe andar se feel kiya aur doosra mere mooh ko poora bhar raha tha… us waqt main sirf sensation thi. Main sirf pleasure thi. Main khud ko dekh bhi rahi thi… aur khud mein kho bhi gayi thi.”
Soham ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi.
“Aur tumhe laga… tumne mujhe cheat kiya?”
Geeti thodi der chup rahi. Phir dheere se kaha,
“Pehle laga. Lekin fir tumhara chehra yaad aaya—jab tumne mujhe kaha tha ki main explore kar sakti hoon. Tum mujhe us journey mein support doge. Tab laga ki main apne rishte ko cheat nahi kar rahi… main use evolve kar rahi hoon.”
Soham ne chai ki ek chuski li, aur fir ek deep breath ke baad bola:
“Tumne jise feel kiya… woh main samajh sakta hoon. Mujhe bas tumse sach chahiye tha. Aur tumne de diya.”
Geeti ne uska haath pakda,
“Tum gussa nahi ho?”
Soham ne uske haath ko kiss kiya,
“Nahi. Mujhe tumhari aankhon mein woh chamak wapas chahiye thi. Woh confidence. Woh rawness. Tumhe mil gaya. Mujhe aur kya chahiye?”
Geeti ki aankhon se aansu nikal gaye. Usne Soham ko zor se hug kiya.
“Main lucky hoon,” usne kaha.
Soham ne phir softly bola,
“Aur main curious hoon… agar tum chaho… main bhi tumhare saath us world mein kadam rakhna chahta hoon. Ho sakta hai kisi din hum ek naye couple se milen… ya tum kisi aur ke saath ho aur main sirf dekhun…”
Geeti ne halki muskaan ke saath kaha,
“Tum dekhoge? Tumhe jalega nahi?”
Soham ne uski aankhon mein dekha,
“Shayad jalega… lekin usmein bhi sukoon milega. Tumhe chahkar kisi aur se sukh milte dekhna… yeh bhi toh ek tareeka hai pyaar ko mehsoos karne ka.”
Geeti ne uske lips par soft kiss diya.
“Toh ek naye safar ki shuruaat?”
“Ek naye roop mein, naye rules ke saath,” Soham ne kaha, aur dono muskura diye
Geeti apni desk par bethi thi, computer screen par files dekh rahi thi, lekin uska dhyan kahin aur tha. Uske dimaag mein ab bhi pichhli raat ki tasveerein ghoom rahi thi. Kal raat jo hua, uske baare mein soch-soch kar uska chehra kabhi halka sa laal ho jaata, toh kabhi ek ajeeb si muskaan uske hont par aa jaati.
Kya yeh sach mein maine kiya? Geeti ne socha. Thoda sharm aayi, lekin ek sukoon bhi tha. Kal tak, woh soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki ek hi raat mein do aadmiyon ke saath… Geeti ne apni soch ko wahan roka aur apne aap se muskara kar kaha, “Main sach mein itni bold ho gayi hoon?”
Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha. Ek taraf, sharam ka halka sa ehsaas tha, aur doosri taraf, ek ajeeb si khushi ki lehar thi. Woh pehle waali Geeti nahi rahi thi—woh ek nayi Geeti thi, jo apni ichchhaon ko express karne se nahi katarati thi.
“Lekin kya yahi meri seema hai?” usne apne aap se poocha. Uska man ek ajeeb se bechaini se bhar gaya. Kya mujhe aur chahiye? Kya main aur zyada explore karna chahti hoon? Yeh soch kar uske sharir mein ek garmahat si fail gayi. Usne apne ghoont ko andar liya aur deep breath li. Yeh naye emotions use darrate bhi the aur excite bhi karte the.
Jab usne apni aankhon se office ke aas-paas dekha, toh dekha kai purush use dekhein ja rahe the—chhup-chhup kar, lekin kaafi dikkat se. Unki nazar uski body par ruk jaati, phir jaldi se hat jaati. Geeti ko yeh mehsoos karne mein zyada waqt nahi laga ki un sabke dil mein uske liye ichchha thi, lekin woh kuch bolne ki himmat nahi kar paa rahe the.
Usne ek chhoti si muskaan di. Uska confidence ek alag hi level par tha. “Main unka sapna hoon,” usne dheere se socha. Yeh ehsaas use sharminda nahi kar raha tha, balki ek tarah ki shakti de raha tha.
Geeti ne apne aap se kaha, “Lekin main unka sapna hi kyun banu? Main toh apne sapne jeene waali hoon.” Usne un purushon ki taraf dekha jo use chhup-chhup kar dekh rahe the. Ek ek kar ke sabke chehre uske dimaag mein bas gaye. Par woh jaanti thi, unme se bas kuch ko hi uska saath milne waala tha.
“Main apni pasand karungi. Mujhe jo chahiye, wahi hoga,” usne socha.
Chapter: Geeti Ka Power Play
Office ka dopahar ka samay tha, aur sab kuch shaant lag raha tha. Geeti apni desk par baithi thi, lekin uska dimaag kaam mein nahi, kisi aur hi plan mein laga tha. Pichhle kuch dino se use apne naye confidence ka ehsaas ho raha tha—jo boldness usne khud mein dekhi thi, usne use ek alag hi energy di thi. Aur ab, uski nazar thi kisi naye par—uske boss, Mr. Raghav, par.
Raghav ek lamba, smart aur serious type ka aadmi tha, jo apne no-nonsense attitude ke liye jaana jaata tha. Lekin Geeti ne kai baar uski chhup-chhup kar dekhti nazrein pakdi thi. Usne mann hi mann muskara kar socha, “Yeh maza aayega.”
Usi din, Geeti ne ek figure-hugging maroon saari chuni, jiska pallu loose tha, bas itna ki uska blouse ka deep neckline thoda dikh sake. Blouse ka design perfect tha, uski slim kamar aur hourglass figure ko aur highlight karne ke liye. Uske silver earrings aur signature red lipstick ne uska look complete kar diya.
Usne softly Raghav ke cabin ka door knock kiya aur jawab ka intezaar kiye bina andar chali gayi. “Sir, mujhe aapki madad chahiye,” usne ek halki si playful awaaz mein kaha.
Raghav ne upar dekha, ek pal ke liye startled, phir uski nazar Geeti par thehar gayi. Uski aankhein maroon saari aur blouse ke shimmer par jaakar ruki. “Haan, Geeti? Batao,” usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue kaha, lekin uske chehre par thoda distraction sa dikha.
Geeti aage badhi, file table par rakhi, aur thoda lean kiya—bas itna ki uska jasmine perfume halki si khushboo chod jaye. “Sales report mein kuch missing lag raha hai. Aap bataenge, kaise improve karein?” usne poocha, ek halka sa smile karte hue.
Raghav ne file ki taraf dekha, phir uski neckline ki taraf. “Haan, dekhein zara…” uski awaaz halki si shaky ho gayi thi. “Step by step dekhte hain.”
Geeti aur paas aayi, apni ungliyon se file par point karte hue uska haath lightly chhua. “Yahan, sir. Yeh part mujhe thoda confusing lag raha hai.”
Raghav ke liye focus karna mushkil ho raha tha. Uski proximity, uski awaaz, aur uska subtle touch sab kuch intoxicating tha. “Hmm… haan, yahan kuch change karna hoga,” usne kaha, lekin uska dhyan kahin aur tha.
Geeti ne ek aur kadam badhaya. “Sir,” usne softly kaha, “Aapke saath kaam karna bahut inspiring lagta hai. Aapka presence hi itna commanding hai.”
Raghav ne upar dekha, thoda startled. “Oh… uh, thanks, Geeti. That’s... nice of you.”
Geeti ne file ka ek aur page palta, aur phir uske haath par apne haath ka halka sparsh kiya. “Main seriously bol rahi hoon,” usne kaha, apni aankhon se uski aankhon ko lock karte hue. “Aap jaisa confident boss milna lucky hota hai.”
Raghav ab clearly uneasy tha, lekin woh use ignore karne ki koshish kar raha tha. “Haan, main… try karta hoon,” usne kaha, uski awaaz slightly shaky thi.
Geeti dheere se seedhi ho gayi, ek subtle smile ke saath. “Thank you, sir. Aapka time dene ke liye.” File uthate hue, uska haath table par thoda der tak tik gaya, aur phir woh mud kar chal padi.
Jaise hi woh door par pahunche, usne peeche mur kar dekha. Raghav ab bhi usi ki taraf dekh raha tha, clearly caught off guard. “Aur sir?” usne ek teasing smile ke saath kaha. “Agar kabhi aapko meri madad chahiye ho, toh bataiyega.”
Raghav ne bas sir hilaya, uski awaaz jaise uske gale mein atak gayi thi. “Of course, Geeti. Thank you.”
Geeti apni desk par wapas gayi, uski chal mein ek alag hi swag tha. Usne mehsoos kiya ki usne sirf curiosity nahi jagayi, balki apne boss ko apni taraf kheench liya tha.
“Game set hai,” usne apne aap se muskara kar socha. Geeti ko pata tha, ab bas waqt ki baat hai. Power ab uske haath mein thi, aur yeh jaankar uske chehre par ek naye confidence ki chamak thi.
Raghav's POV
Raghav apne desk par baitha tha, file samne rakhi thi, lekin uska dhyan kahin aur hi tha. Geeti abhi-abhi uske cabin se gayi thi, lekin uski khushboo ab bhi room mein chhayi hui thi. Jasmine ki wo halki si scent uske nasal passages mein bas gayi thi, jaise uski yaadon ka ek hissa ban chuki ho. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur uska dil ajib si garmi mehsoos kar raha tha.
“Main aisa kaise soch raha hoon?” Raghav ne apne aap se kaha. Woh hamesha ek straightforward aadmi tha, apne kaam aur apni patni ke liye committed. Lekin aaj, pehli baar, uska mann ek aurat ke baare mein bhatak gaya tha—woh bhi ek shaadi-shuda aurat ke baare mein.
Geeti ke saree mein jo nazakat thi, woh uske dimaag se nikal hi nahi rahi thi. Uska maroon saree ka pallu, jo dheere se uske kandhe se sirak raha tha, uske smooth skin ko highlight kar raha tha. Lekin sabse zyada jo usse diwana bana gaya tha, woh tha uska cleavage. Jab woh desk par jhuk kar file samjha rahi thi, uska neckline itna deep tha ki Raghav ki nazar wahan se hil hi nahi paayi. Aur uske cleavage ke beech woh mangalsutra—woh uske liye ek forbidden fruit jaisa lag raha tha. Ek reminder ki woh kisi aur ki hai, aur shayad isi wajah se aur zyada tempting.
Raghav ne apni tie thodi loose ki, apni saans ko sambhalne ki koshish ki. Lekin uski soch wapas Geeti par chali gayi. Jab usne apne baalon ki ek lat ko peeche sort kiya tha, uski sleeveless blouse ke neeche se uske armpits ki ek jhalak mili thi. Woh ek ajeeb si baat thi, lekin us jhalak ne use aur bhi zyada horny bana diya tha. Uski skin ka woh halka sa sheen, aur blouse ka perfect fit—sab kuch uske liye ek distraction ban gaya tha.
“Geeti married hai. Main ye sab kaise soch raha hoon?” Raghav ke andar guilt aur desire ka ek ajeeb sa combination tha. Lekin jitna woh apne dimaag ko divert karne ki koshish karta, utna hi uska mann Geeti ke har ek gesture ko yaad karta.
Uska wo confident smile, wo saari ka flow, aur jab woh door ke paas murh kar boli thi, "Agar kabhi aapko meri madad chahiye ho, toh bataiyega," wo line uske kaano mein baar-baar ghoom rahi thi. Raghav ka dil dhadak raha tha, aur usse lag raha tha jaise Geeti ne ek chhoti si spark uske andar jagayi ho.
Raghav ne khud ko distract karne ke liye apne desk ka kaam shuru karna chaha, lekin uske haath kaanp rahe the. Usne ek pal ke liye apna sir pakda aur socha, “Yeh sab galat hai… lekin uska har pal, uska har touch… woh mujhe andar se kyun hila raha hai?” Uska mann ab bas ek hi baat keh raha tha—Geeti ab uske liye sirf ek colleague nahi rahi.
Raghav ne ek gehri saans li, lekin uske andar ka turmoil khatam nahi ho raha tha. “Main pehli baar apni limits ko todte hue mehsoos kar raha hoon.”
Shaam ka mausam ajeeb tha, barish apne zoron par thi, aur Geeti apni office building ke bahar khadi apni car ko dekh rahi thi, jo chalne ka naam hi nahi le rahi thi. Uska chehra irritate ho raha tha, ignition ko bar-bar ghumate hue bhi koi fayda nahi ho raha tha. Usne gusse se socha, “Aaj hi aisa hona tha, jab mujhe ghar jaake Soham ko office mein jo kuch hua, woh sab batana tha.” Uska mann jaanta tha ki Soham raghav ke baare mein sunkar zarur excite hoga, lekin yeh barish aur yeh car ka drama use aur zyada pareshaan kar raha tha.
Geeti ne ek pal ke liye socha ki woh kya kare. Umbrella toh laayi nahi thi, aur barish itni tej thi ki bina bheege woh ek kadam bhi nahi chal sakti thi. Usne socha, “Koi baat nahi, bus stop tak chalti hoon.” Halki si jhuki hui, apni saree ko samhalte hue, woh pass ke bus stop ki taraf chal padhi. Barish ke paani ne uski saree ko uske badan se chipka diya tha, jisse uska figure aur bhi zyada highlight ho raha tha. Uski maroon saree ab ekdum transparent lag rahi thi, uske curves ko aur zyada pronounced banate hue. Uske baal, jo ab tak perfectly set the, unme se paani tapak raha tha, aur uske gardan par halka sa chamak kar raha tha.
Bus stop par pahunchte hi, Geeti ne dekha ki barish aur tej ho gayi thi. Uska poora badan bheeg chuka tha, aur uska chehra halki si narazgi aur thodi bechaini se bhara hua tha. Lekin uske aas-paas se guzarte log uski taraf baar-baar dekh rahe the, jaise woh unki nazar ko apne magnet ki tarah kheench rahi ho. Usne un sabko ignore kar diya, apne bheege kapdon ko adjust karte hue.
Tabhi, ek kaali sedan car uske samne ruk gayi. Uski window dheere-dheere neeche gayi, aur andar se jo chehra dikhai diya, woh Raghav ka tha. Uski aankhon mein ek usual calmness thi, lekin Geeti ko dekhte hi ek subtle si surprise bhi thi. “Geeti ji, itni barish mein yahan kyun khadi hain? Aapko ghar tak drop kar doon?” Raghav ne apni usual composed awaaz mein pucha.
Geeti ne ek pal ke liye socha. Uska mann hesitant tha, lekin phir usne barish ki intensity aur apni halat dekhi. Woh car ki taraf aayi aur halki si smile ke saath boli, “Thank you, sir. Waise toh bus ka wait kar rahi thi, lekin agar aap drop kar denge, toh shayad behtar hoga.” Raghav ne car ka door khola, aur Geeti andar baith gayi.
Jaise hi Geeti car ke andar bethi, uska bheega badan leather seats par chipak gaya. Uski saree ka pallu ab bhi uske kandhe se sirak raha tha, aur uske baal ab bhi paani se bhare hue the. Raghav ne ek pal ke liye uske taraf dekha, lekin turant apni nazar hata li. Lekin ek pal ke liye uska mann uske chehre, uske bheege kandhon, aur uski chipki hui saree par atak gaya.
Car mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, lekin us khamoshi ke peeche ek intense energy thi. Raghav ka mann is baat se pareshaan tha ki woh Geeti ki taraf itna attracted kyun mehsoos kar raha tha. Geeti ne apni saree ke pallu ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Sir, aap yahan kaise?” Raghav ne steering wheel ko thoda adjust karte hue jawab diya, “Main ek client meeting ke baad nikal raha tha. Aapko yahan dekha, toh socha pooch loon.” Geeti ne ek halki si smile di aur kaha, “Achha kiya. Varna pata nahi kitni der aur yahan bheegti rehti.”
Barish ki boondein car ke windshield par gir rahi thi, aur andar ki warmth mein dono ke beech ek alag hi tension ka ehsaas ho raha tha. Raghav ka dimaag Geeti ke pallu se jhankte uske collarbones aur smooth skin par atak gaya tha. Usne ek gehri saans li, lekin kuch bola nahi. Geeti bhi seat par apne pallu ko adjust karte hue soch rahi thi, “Shayad barish ne sirf mujhe nahi, inhe bhi effect kiya hai.” Uske chehre par ek teasing si smile aayi, lekin woh chup rahi.
Raghav ne car ko ek smooth turn ke saath road par accelerate kiya. Lekin car ke andar ki energy ab kisi aur hi kahaani ki shuruaat lag rahi thi. Geeti ke bheege kapde aur uski presence ne Raghav ke mann mein ek ajeeb si halchal macha di thi. Geeti bhi yeh mehsoos kar rahi thi, lekin uska smile ab aur gehra ho gaya tha. She knew this was going to be an interesting ride home.
### Chapter: Barish Ke Baad Ka Safar
Car barish ke boondein windshield par tod kar aage badh rahi thi, lekin andar ka mahol ekdum khaamosh aur garm tha. Raghav steering wheel par apni nazar tikaye rakha tha, lekin uska dimaag Geeti ki presence se bhara hua tha. Geeti, jo ab tak ek corner mein bethi thi, ab thoda relax ho chuki thi, lekin uska bheega badan aur chipki hui saree Raghav ke liye ek distraction ban chuke the.
Geeti ne apne bheege baalon ko ek taraf kiya, aur unhe thoda sa nichod diya. Uski gardan aur kandhe par paani ki halki boondein ab bhi gir rahi thi. Raghav ka dimaag ek moment ke liye blank ho gaya. Uski aankhein ek pal ke liye Geeti ke kandhe aur unke smooth skin par tik gayin, lekin turant usne apni nazar wapas road par le aayi.
“Thank you, sir,” Geeti ne halki si awaaz mein kaha. “Aap nahi hote toh pata nahi kitna der bus ka wait karna padta.” Uski awaaz mein ek halka sa teasing note tha, jo Raghav ko aur bechain kar gaya.
“Uh, koi baat nahi,” Raghav ne apni awaaz ko normal banane ki koshish karte hue kaha. “Aapko bheegte hue dekh kar laga ki drop kar dena chahiye.”
Geeti ne ek chhoti si smile di, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. “Waise, sir,” usne halki shaitani ke saath pucha, “Aapko mujhse kabhi laga hai ki main aapko disturb karti hoon?” Yeh sawaal itna simple tha, lekin uske tone mein ek alag hi meaning tha.
Raghav ek second ke liye speechless ho gaya. Usne socha, *“Woh yeh kyun puch rahi hai? Kya use pata hai ki main abhi uske baare mein kya soch raha hoon?”* Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue jawab diya, “Aap? Disturb? Kabhi nahi. Aap toh hamesha kaam mein serious hoti hain.”
Geeti ne ek halki si hansi di, jo car ke khaamoshi mein gungunahat ki tarah lagi. “Achha,” usne softly kaha, “Aisa lagta hai aap hamesha apne kaam mein itne busy rehte hain ki kisi cheez par nazar nahi jaati.”
Raghav ne steering wheel ko thoda tight pakda. Uska mann bar-bar us scene par ja raha tha jab Geeti office mein uske samne jhuki thi, uski saree ka pallu dheere se sirak raha tha, aur uska collarbone aur neckline uski nazar ke saamne tha. *“Kaise kahoon ki meri nazar kaafi kuch dekh chuki hai?”* Raghav ne socha, lekin kuch bola nahi.
Geeti ne uske silence ko notice kiya. Usne mann hi mann socha, *“Toh sirf Soham hi nahi, shayad mere boss bhi mere impact ko mehsoos karte hain.”* Usne apni saree ke pallu ko sambhalte hue apne pair cross kiye, jis tarah se uski saree thodi aur adjust hui, woh Raghav ke liye ek naya distraction ban gaya.
Car ek red light par ruk gayi. Raghav ne finally apne mann ka tension todte hue kaha, “Waise, Geeti ji, aapka ghar kaafi door hai. Itni barish mein wahan tak jaana risky lag raha hai.”
Geeti ne thoda hairan hoke pucha, “Matlab?”
Raghav ne ek second hesitate kiya, phir bola, “Mera ghar yahan pass mein hai. Agar aap chaahein toh ek cup coffee ke liye ruk sakti hain. Barish thodi dheere ho jaaye tab main aapko drop kar dunga.”
Geeti ek pal ke liye chup ho gayi. Uska mann soch raha tha, *“Yeh invitation sach mein sirf coffee ke liye hai, ya kuch aur?”* Uske chehre par ek halki si smile thi, jo uske confusion aur excitement ko chhupa rahi thi.
“Sure, sir,” Geeti ne finally jawab diya. “Coffee ke liye mana karna toh mushkil hai.”
Raghav ne ek halka sa smile diya, lekin uske mann mein ek alag hi tension chal rahi thi. Usne car ka ek smooth turn liya, aur ab dono ek naye mod ki taraf ja rahe the, jahan ek cup coffee ke saath shayad aur kuch kaafi unfold hone wala tha.### Chapter: Ek Cup Coffee
Barish ke halki boondein ab bhi car ke windshield par tapak rahi thi, lekin andar ka mahol ek ajeeb si khamoshi aur garmi se bhara hua tha. Geeti seat par relaxed lag rahi thi, lekin uska bheega hua saree ka pallu ab bhi uske kandhe se sirak raha tha, uski smooth skin ko subtly highlight karte hue. Raghav ka dimaag ab tak us pal se ubhar nahi paaya tha, jab usne Geeti ko bus stop par bheega hua dekha tha.
Car ek residential area ke paas ja rahi thi. Raghav ne ek halki si glance Geeti ki taraf dali, phir apne ghar ke paas ek soft brake lagate hue bola, “Yahan rukte hain. Ek cup coffee toh banti hai.”
Geeti ne ek pal ke liye hesitation ke saath uske chehre ko dekha. “Aapka ghar yahan hai?” usne poocha, lekin uske tone mein ek halka sa teasing note tha.
“Ji haan,” Raghav ne ek halki smile ke saath jawab diya, “Aur waise bhi, itni barish mein aapko wapas bhejna galat hoga.”
Geeti ne ek short laugh di, phir apne pallu ko adjust karte hue kaha, “Theek hai, sir. Lekin coffee achhi honi chahiye.”
Raghav ne car ka door khola aur Geeti ke liye chhata le aaya. Geeti ne dheere se car se bahar kadam rakha, lekin uske saree ke neeche se tapak raha paani ab bhi uske har move ko aur zyada alluring bana raha tha. Dono ghar ke andar chale gaye, jahan ek cozy, warm ambiance tha.
Raghav ka ghar minimalistic aur elegant tha—halki yellow lights, ek chhota sa sofa set aur ek neatly arranged kitchen. Geeti sofa par baithi, apne bheege baalon ko peeche karte hue.
“Aap comfortable hain?” Raghav ne coffee banate hue poocha.
“Ji haan,” Geeti ne halki si muskaan ke saath bola, “Waise bhi, barish mein aapka coffee ka idea kaafi tempting hai.”
Raghav ne coffee mugs lekar table par rakhe aur uske saamne baith gaya. Dono ke beech halki si awkward silence thi, lekin us silence ke peeche ek gahrayi thi, jo dono mehsoos kar rahe the. Geeti ne ek sip lete hue kaha, “Aapka ghar kaafi sundar hai. Waise, aap barish enjoy karte hain?”
“Enjoy karta hoon,” Raghav ne coffee ka ek sip lete hue jawab diya, “Lekin aaj ka din thoda alag lag raha hai.”
“Alag kaise?” Geeti ne curious ho kar pucha, apne baalon ki ek lat ko peeche karte hue. Raghav ki nazar uske smooth collarbone aur pallu ke neeche jhankte uske kandhon par atak gayi.
“Bas... aapko bheegte hue dekhna, aur phir yahan baith kar baatein karna, yeh sab unexpected hai,” Raghav ne halki awaaz mein kaha, lekin uski aankhein Geeti ki taraf thi.
Geeti ne thoda tease karte hue kaha, “Sir, lagta hai aap apne kaam ke alawa bhi cheezein enjoy kar sakte hain.”
Raghav ne thoda hichkichate hue kaha, “Shayad, kabhi kabhi zarurat padti hai.”
Geeti ne coffee ka mug table par rakha aur uske chehre ko directly dekhte hue bola, “Waise, aap ek cheez maante hain? Kabhi unexpected moments sabse zyada yaadgar hote hain.”
Raghav ne ek second ke liye chup rehkar uske baat ko absorb kiya. Uska mann ab bhi Geeti ke har move, har baat, aur uski mesmerizing presence mein atka tha. Woh moments un dono ke liye ek naye mod ki shuruaat lag rahe the.
Raghav ne apne kitchen ke paas ek cupboard khola aur ek soft towel aur apni patni ki ek saree nikaal kar Geeti ke paas le gaya. Geeti ab bhi sofa par bethi thi, apne bheege baalon ko peeche karte hue. Raghav ne towel aur saree uske paas rakhte hue kaha, “Aap kapde badal lijiye, warna thand lag jayegi. Yeh meri wife ki saree hai, shayad aapko suit kare.”
Geeti ne uski taraf dekha aur halki si muskaan ke saath jawab diya, “Thank you, sir. Yeh kaafi thoughtful hai.”
Woh saree aur towel lekar guest room ki taraf chali gayi. Room ka door dheere se band kiya, lekin latch nahi lagaya tha. Andar usne towel liya aur apne bheege baalon ko sukhane lagi. Saree ko bed par rakhte hue, usne apni maroon saree ke pleats dheere-dheere kholna shuru kiya. Paani ki boondein ab bhi uske smooth skin par gir rahi thi, uski glowing skin ko aur bhi highlight kar rahi thi.
Raghav apni coffee lekar pass ke corner mein khada tha, lekin uski nazar bar-bar us room ki taraf ja rahi thi. Uska mann barish aur thand ka bahana banakar andar jane ka soch raha tha. Tabhi, achanak light chali gayi. Poora ghar ek dum andhere mein doob gaya. Raghav ne Geeti ke room ki taraf dekha aur andar gaya, “Geeti ji, light chali gayi hai. Aap thik hain?”
Jaise hi woh room ke andar gaya, jo nazara usne dekha, usne ek pal ke liye apni saans rok li. Geeti apni saree badalne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin ab tak half saree mein thi. Uska blouse ab utar chuka tha, aur uske ek haath mein saree ka pallu tha, jo uske ek exposed breast ko dheere-dheere cover kar raha tha. Dusri taraf, uski smooth thighs saree ke neeche se saaf dikh rahi thi. Uski skin ki chamak dim light mein bhi ekdum glowing lag rahi thi, aur uske collarbone aur shoulder ke curves aur zyada prominent lag rahe the.
Raghav ek pal ke liye bilkul freeze ho gaya. Uski nazar Geeti ke half-covered breast par ruki thi, jo saree ke pallu se sirf thoda sa chhup raha tha. Uske dusre haath ki placement uski soft waist aur flat stomach ko saaf dikhate hue unka contour aur zyada highlight kar rahi thi. Geeti ke thighs, jo thoda saree ke neeche aur thoda bahar dikh rahi thi, uske figure ko aur perfect tarah se complement kar rahi thi.
“Sir...” Geeti ki awaaz ne usse hosh mein laaya, lekin uske tone mein koi gussa nahi tha. Uska chehra laal tha, shayad halki si sharam ke saath, lekin uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si calmness thi. Usne saree ka pallu apne upar adjust karte hue kaha, “Light chali gayi, aur main ready nahi ho payi.”
Raghav ki saansein tez ho rahi thi, lekin usne apne aap ko control mein rakha. “Uh... main ek torch le kar aata hoon,” usne jaldi se kaha, lekin andar hi andar uska mann ab bhi Geeti ke curves aur uske glowing body ki tasveer mein atka hua tha. Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue room se bahar kadam rakha, lekin uske dil aur dimaag mein Geeti ki woh tasveer bar-bar ghoom rahi thi.
Raghav se control nahin hua. Ek hi jhatke mein vo aage badha aur usne Geeti ko apne paas kheench liya. Halki si cheekh ke saath, Geeti uski baahon mein sama gayi. Unke dil ki dhadkane ek ho jaise baj rahi thi, jaise sookhi mitti par pehla paani gira ho aur sab kuch gulzaar ho gaya ho. Raghav ke haath ne dheere-dheere Geeti ki saaree ke pallu ko sirkaana shuru kiya. Jis tarah se vo uski deh ko chhoo raha tha, usse Geeti ke rom-rom mein ek tarang si daud gayi. Aur phir, ek hi lamhe mein, usne saaree nikal di—us pal Geeti ka pura badan besharam roshni mein dikh raha tha. Zara se andhere mein, bas uska maang-sutra chamak raha tha, jaise yaad dila raha ho ki kuch simaayein abhi bhi hain.
Itne kareeb se dekha toh Raghav ki nazar Geeti ke sharir par phisal gayi. Uski kamar patli thi, jaise madhumat si lehar leti ho. Uske hips bhare hue aur perfectly round the, unpe paani ki boonde abhi bhi chamak rahi thi. Uske brea_sts, gulabi auri se saja hua unka upar ka hissa, Raghav ko behka raha tha. Collarbone se lekar neck tak ke curve ne use aur madhosh bana diya.
Ek dum se lights wapas aagai aur kamra chamak utha. Ab jo roshni Geeti ke badan par padi, toh Raghav ke liye use dekh pana aur mushkil ho gaya—mushkil is sense mein ki vo apne aap ko aur rok nahin pa raha tha. Geeti ne apni ankhon se use dekha, jaise ek hansi dabane ki koshish kar rahi ho, par hansi nahin—ek bechaini thi uski nigaahon mein. Vo itni garm ho chuki thi ki uske hosh sambhale nahin sambhal rahe the.
Kuch sekand ke liye dono ki nazrein mili, aur jaise hi Raghav ne apna shirt utaara, kamre ki thandi hawa bhi dheemi lagne lagi. Uske chaati ke muscles dikh rahe the—paani ke kuch katre abhi bhi chipke hue the. Vo Geeti ke paas aaya, uske othon par apne honto se halki si chhoon di, aur dekhte hi dekhte vo chhoon ek junooni chumma ban gaya. Geeti ne apni ungliyon se Raghav ke baalon ko thaama, jaise vo lamha kabhi khatam na ho.
Room mein shaanti thi. Chadar ke andar uska sharir ab bhi thoda heavy lag raha tha, lekin man kuch halka… jaise ek weight utaar diya ho usne.
Usne pehli baar khud se jhoot nahi bola tha. Aur Soham? Usne bhi use usi roop mein accept kiya tha.
Woh bistar par thodi der chupchap leti rahi, fir dheere se uthkar baahar hall mein aayi.
Soham kitchen mein do cup chai bana raha tha.
Geeti ne peeche se dekha… uska pati, jo usse kabhi possessive tha, ab shayad pehli baar usse samajhne ki koshish kar raha tha—bina ego, bina judgment.
“Main uth gayi,” Geeti ne kaha, thoda sa hichak ke saath.
Soham ne uski taraf dekha aur muskara diya, “Main jaanta tha. Tumhe chai chahiye thi.”
Dono ne ek dusre ki aankhon mein dekha, aur bina kuch kahe couch tak chale gaye.
Ek cup Geeti ke haath mein tha, ek Soham ke. Beech mein ek chuppi thi—lekin uncomfortable nahi. Bas… waqt tha sach bolne ka.
Soham ne sabse pehle silence toda.
“Tum khush thi kal raat?”
Geeti ne uski taraf dekha. Uski aankhon mein na guilt tha, na sharam—sirf ek honest glow.
“Haan. Pehle dar lag raha tha. Lekin jab sab kuch hua… main kisi aur roop mein thi, Soham. Na sirf body se… par mind se bhi. Main sirf tumhari biwi nahi thi, main khud bhi thi.”
Soham ne sirf suna. Carefully. With depth.
“Aur jab dono ne… dono sides se… tumhe liya?”
Soham ki voice steady thi. Curious, thodi raw, lekin respectful.
Geeti ne cheekh se nahi, ek halka sa saans leke kaha,
“Woh... intense tha. Mere liye pehli baar tha… aur jab ek ne mujhe andar se feel kiya aur doosra mere mooh ko poora bhar raha tha… us waqt main sirf sensation thi. Main sirf pleasure thi. Main khud ko dekh bhi rahi thi… aur khud mein kho bhi gayi thi.”
Soham ki aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi.
“Aur tumhe laga… tumne mujhe cheat kiya?”
Geeti thodi der chup rahi. Phir dheere se kaha,
“Pehle laga. Lekin fir tumhara chehra yaad aaya—jab tumne mujhe kaha tha ki main explore kar sakti hoon. Tum mujhe us journey mein support doge. Tab laga ki main apne rishte ko cheat nahi kar rahi… main use evolve kar rahi hoon.”
Soham ne chai ki ek chuski li, aur fir ek deep breath ke baad bola:
“Tumne jise feel kiya… woh main samajh sakta hoon. Mujhe bas tumse sach chahiye tha. Aur tumne de diya.”
Geeti ne uska haath pakda,
“Tum gussa nahi ho?”
Soham ne uske haath ko kiss kiya,
“Nahi. Mujhe tumhari aankhon mein woh chamak wapas chahiye thi. Woh confidence. Woh rawness. Tumhe mil gaya. Mujhe aur kya chahiye?”
Geeti ki aankhon se aansu nikal gaye. Usne Soham ko zor se hug kiya.
“Main lucky hoon,” usne kaha.
Soham ne phir softly bola,
“Aur main curious hoon… agar tum chaho… main bhi tumhare saath us world mein kadam rakhna chahta hoon. Ho sakta hai kisi din hum ek naye couple se milen… ya tum kisi aur ke saath ho aur main sirf dekhun…”
Geeti ne halki muskaan ke saath kaha,
“Tum dekhoge? Tumhe jalega nahi?”
Soham ne uski aankhon mein dekha,
“Shayad jalega… lekin usmein bhi sukoon milega. Tumhe chahkar kisi aur se sukh milte dekhna… yeh bhi toh ek tareeka hai pyaar ko mehsoos karne ka.”
Geeti ne uske lips par soft kiss diya.
“Toh ek naye safar ki shuruaat?”
“Ek naye roop mein, naye rules ke saath,” Soham ne kaha, aur dono muskura diye
Geeti apni desk par bethi thi, computer screen par files dekh rahi thi, lekin uska dhyan kahin aur tha. Uske dimaag mein ab bhi pichhli raat ki tasveerein ghoom rahi thi. Kal raat jo hua, uske baare mein soch-soch kar uska chehra kabhi halka sa laal ho jaata, toh kabhi ek ajeeb si muskaan uske hont par aa jaati.
Kya yeh sach mein maine kiya? Geeti ne socha. Thoda sharm aayi, lekin ek sukoon bhi tha. Kal tak, woh soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki ek hi raat mein do aadmiyon ke saath… Geeti ne apni soch ko wahan roka aur apne aap se muskara kar kaha, “Main sach mein itni bold ho gayi hoon?”
Uska dil tez dhadak raha tha. Ek taraf, sharam ka halka sa ehsaas tha, aur doosri taraf, ek ajeeb si khushi ki lehar thi. Woh pehle waali Geeti nahi rahi thi—woh ek nayi Geeti thi, jo apni ichchhaon ko express karne se nahi katarati thi.
“Lekin kya yahi meri seema hai?” usne apne aap se poocha. Uska man ek ajeeb se bechaini se bhar gaya. Kya mujhe aur chahiye? Kya main aur zyada explore karna chahti hoon? Yeh soch kar uske sharir mein ek garmahat si fail gayi. Usne apne ghoont ko andar liya aur deep breath li. Yeh naye emotions use darrate bhi the aur excite bhi karte the.
Jab usne apni aankhon se office ke aas-paas dekha, toh dekha kai purush use dekhein ja rahe the—chhup-chhup kar, lekin kaafi dikkat se. Unki nazar uski body par ruk jaati, phir jaldi se hat jaati. Geeti ko yeh mehsoos karne mein zyada waqt nahi laga ki un sabke dil mein uske liye ichchha thi, lekin woh kuch bolne ki himmat nahi kar paa rahe the.
Usne ek chhoti si muskaan di. Uska confidence ek alag hi level par tha. “Main unka sapna hoon,” usne dheere se socha. Yeh ehsaas use sharminda nahi kar raha tha, balki ek tarah ki shakti de raha tha.
Geeti ne apne aap se kaha, “Lekin main unka sapna hi kyun banu? Main toh apne sapne jeene waali hoon.” Usne un purushon ki taraf dekha jo use chhup-chhup kar dekh rahe the. Ek ek kar ke sabke chehre uske dimaag mein bas gaye. Par woh jaanti thi, unme se bas kuch ko hi uska saath milne waala tha.
“Main apni pasand karungi. Mujhe jo chahiye, wahi hoga,” usne socha.
Chapter: Geeti Ka Power Play
Office ka dopahar ka samay tha, aur sab kuch shaant lag raha tha. Geeti apni desk par baithi thi, lekin uska dimaag kaam mein nahi, kisi aur hi plan mein laga tha. Pichhle kuch dino se use apne naye confidence ka ehsaas ho raha tha—jo boldness usne khud mein dekhi thi, usne use ek alag hi energy di thi. Aur ab, uski nazar thi kisi naye par—uske boss, Mr. Raghav, par.
Raghav ek lamba, smart aur serious type ka aadmi tha, jo apne no-nonsense attitude ke liye jaana jaata tha. Lekin Geeti ne kai baar uski chhup-chhup kar dekhti nazrein pakdi thi. Usne mann hi mann muskara kar socha, “Yeh maza aayega.”
Usi din, Geeti ne ek figure-hugging maroon saari chuni, jiska pallu loose tha, bas itna ki uska blouse ka deep neckline thoda dikh sake. Blouse ka design perfect tha, uski slim kamar aur hourglass figure ko aur highlight karne ke liye. Uske silver earrings aur signature red lipstick ne uska look complete kar diya.
Usne softly Raghav ke cabin ka door knock kiya aur jawab ka intezaar kiye bina andar chali gayi. “Sir, mujhe aapki madad chahiye,” usne ek halki si playful awaaz mein kaha.
Raghav ne upar dekha, ek pal ke liye startled, phir uski nazar Geeti par thehar gayi. Uski aankhein maroon saari aur blouse ke shimmer par jaakar ruki. “Haan, Geeti? Batao,” usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue kaha, lekin uske chehre par thoda distraction sa dikha.
Geeti aage badhi, file table par rakhi, aur thoda lean kiya—bas itna ki uska jasmine perfume halki si khushboo chod jaye. “Sales report mein kuch missing lag raha hai. Aap bataenge, kaise improve karein?” usne poocha, ek halka sa smile karte hue.
Raghav ne file ki taraf dekha, phir uski neckline ki taraf. “Haan, dekhein zara…” uski awaaz halki si shaky ho gayi thi. “Step by step dekhte hain.”
Geeti aur paas aayi, apni ungliyon se file par point karte hue uska haath lightly chhua. “Yahan, sir. Yeh part mujhe thoda confusing lag raha hai.”
Raghav ke liye focus karna mushkil ho raha tha. Uski proximity, uski awaaz, aur uska subtle touch sab kuch intoxicating tha. “Hmm… haan, yahan kuch change karna hoga,” usne kaha, lekin uska dhyan kahin aur tha.
Geeti ne ek aur kadam badhaya. “Sir,” usne softly kaha, “Aapke saath kaam karna bahut inspiring lagta hai. Aapka presence hi itna commanding hai.”
Raghav ne upar dekha, thoda startled. “Oh… uh, thanks, Geeti. That’s... nice of you.”
Geeti ne file ka ek aur page palta, aur phir uske haath par apne haath ka halka sparsh kiya. “Main seriously bol rahi hoon,” usne kaha, apni aankhon se uski aankhon ko lock karte hue. “Aap jaisa confident boss milna lucky hota hai.”
Raghav ab clearly uneasy tha, lekin woh use ignore karne ki koshish kar raha tha. “Haan, main… try karta hoon,” usne kaha, uski awaaz slightly shaky thi.
Geeti dheere se seedhi ho gayi, ek subtle smile ke saath. “Thank you, sir. Aapka time dene ke liye.” File uthate hue, uska haath table par thoda der tak tik gaya, aur phir woh mud kar chal padi.
Jaise hi woh door par pahunche, usne peeche mur kar dekha. Raghav ab bhi usi ki taraf dekh raha tha, clearly caught off guard. “Aur sir?” usne ek teasing smile ke saath kaha. “Agar kabhi aapko meri madad chahiye ho, toh bataiyega.”
Raghav ne bas sir hilaya, uski awaaz jaise uske gale mein atak gayi thi. “Of course, Geeti. Thank you.”
Geeti apni desk par wapas gayi, uski chal mein ek alag hi swag tha. Usne mehsoos kiya ki usne sirf curiosity nahi jagayi, balki apne boss ko apni taraf kheench liya tha.
“Game set hai,” usne apne aap se muskara kar socha. Geeti ko pata tha, ab bas waqt ki baat hai. Power ab uske haath mein thi, aur yeh jaankar uske chehre par ek naye confidence ki chamak thi.
Raghav's POV
Raghav apne desk par baitha tha, file samne rakhi thi, lekin uska dhyan kahin aur hi tha. Geeti abhi-abhi uske cabin se gayi thi, lekin uski khushboo ab bhi room mein chhayi hui thi. Jasmine ki wo halki si scent uske nasal passages mein bas gayi thi, jaise uski yaadon ka ek hissa ban chuki ho. Usne ek gehri saans li, aur uska dil ajib si garmi mehsoos kar raha tha.
“Main aisa kaise soch raha hoon?” Raghav ne apne aap se kaha. Woh hamesha ek straightforward aadmi tha, apne kaam aur apni patni ke liye committed. Lekin aaj, pehli baar, uska mann ek aurat ke baare mein bhatak gaya tha—woh bhi ek shaadi-shuda aurat ke baare mein.
Geeti ke saree mein jo nazakat thi, woh uske dimaag se nikal hi nahi rahi thi. Uska maroon saree ka pallu, jo dheere se uske kandhe se sirak raha tha, uske smooth skin ko highlight kar raha tha. Lekin sabse zyada jo usse diwana bana gaya tha, woh tha uska cleavage. Jab woh desk par jhuk kar file samjha rahi thi, uska neckline itna deep tha ki Raghav ki nazar wahan se hil hi nahi paayi. Aur uske cleavage ke beech woh mangalsutra—woh uske liye ek forbidden fruit jaisa lag raha tha. Ek reminder ki woh kisi aur ki hai, aur shayad isi wajah se aur zyada tempting.
Raghav ne apni tie thodi loose ki, apni saans ko sambhalne ki koshish ki. Lekin uski soch wapas Geeti par chali gayi. Jab usne apne baalon ki ek lat ko peeche sort kiya tha, uski sleeveless blouse ke neeche se uske armpits ki ek jhalak mili thi. Woh ek ajeeb si baat thi, lekin us jhalak ne use aur bhi zyada horny bana diya tha. Uski skin ka woh halka sa sheen, aur blouse ka perfect fit—sab kuch uske liye ek distraction ban gaya tha.
“Geeti married hai. Main ye sab kaise soch raha hoon?” Raghav ke andar guilt aur desire ka ek ajeeb sa combination tha. Lekin jitna woh apne dimaag ko divert karne ki koshish karta, utna hi uska mann Geeti ke har ek gesture ko yaad karta.
Uska wo confident smile, wo saari ka flow, aur jab woh door ke paas murh kar boli thi, "Agar kabhi aapko meri madad chahiye ho, toh bataiyega," wo line uske kaano mein baar-baar ghoom rahi thi. Raghav ka dil dhadak raha tha, aur usse lag raha tha jaise Geeti ne ek chhoti si spark uske andar jagayi ho.
Raghav ne khud ko distract karne ke liye apne desk ka kaam shuru karna chaha, lekin uske haath kaanp rahe the. Usne ek pal ke liye apna sir pakda aur socha, “Yeh sab galat hai… lekin uska har pal, uska har touch… woh mujhe andar se kyun hila raha hai?” Uska mann ab bas ek hi baat keh raha tha—Geeti ab uske liye sirf ek colleague nahi rahi.
Raghav ne ek gehri saans li, lekin uske andar ka turmoil khatam nahi ho raha tha. “Main pehli baar apni limits ko todte hue mehsoos kar raha hoon.”
Shaam ka mausam ajeeb tha, barish apne zoron par thi, aur Geeti apni office building ke bahar khadi apni car ko dekh rahi thi, jo chalne ka naam hi nahi le rahi thi. Uska chehra irritate ho raha tha, ignition ko bar-bar ghumate hue bhi koi fayda nahi ho raha tha. Usne gusse se socha, “Aaj hi aisa hona tha, jab mujhe ghar jaake Soham ko office mein jo kuch hua, woh sab batana tha.” Uska mann jaanta tha ki Soham raghav ke baare mein sunkar zarur excite hoga, lekin yeh barish aur yeh car ka drama use aur zyada pareshaan kar raha tha.
Geeti ne ek pal ke liye socha ki woh kya kare. Umbrella toh laayi nahi thi, aur barish itni tej thi ki bina bheege woh ek kadam bhi nahi chal sakti thi. Usne socha, “Koi baat nahi, bus stop tak chalti hoon.” Halki si jhuki hui, apni saree ko samhalte hue, woh pass ke bus stop ki taraf chal padhi. Barish ke paani ne uski saree ko uske badan se chipka diya tha, jisse uska figure aur bhi zyada highlight ho raha tha. Uski maroon saree ab ekdum transparent lag rahi thi, uske curves ko aur zyada pronounced banate hue. Uske baal, jo ab tak perfectly set the, unme se paani tapak raha tha, aur uske gardan par halka sa chamak kar raha tha.
Bus stop par pahunchte hi, Geeti ne dekha ki barish aur tej ho gayi thi. Uska poora badan bheeg chuka tha, aur uska chehra halki si narazgi aur thodi bechaini se bhara hua tha. Lekin uske aas-paas se guzarte log uski taraf baar-baar dekh rahe the, jaise woh unki nazar ko apne magnet ki tarah kheench rahi ho. Usne un sabko ignore kar diya, apne bheege kapdon ko adjust karte hue.
Tabhi, ek kaali sedan car uske samne ruk gayi. Uski window dheere-dheere neeche gayi, aur andar se jo chehra dikhai diya, woh Raghav ka tha. Uski aankhon mein ek usual calmness thi, lekin Geeti ko dekhte hi ek subtle si surprise bhi thi. “Geeti ji, itni barish mein yahan kyun khadi hain? Aapko ghar tak drop kar doon?” Raghav ne apni usual composed awaaz mein pucha.
Geeti ne ek pal ke liye socha. Uska mann hesitant tha, lekin phir usne barish ki intensity aur apni halat dekhi. Woh car ki taraf aayi aur halki si smile ke saath boli, “Thank you, sir. Waise toh bus ka wait kar rahi thi, lekin agar aap drop kar denge, toh shayad behtar hoga.” Raghav ne car ka door khola, aur Geeti andar baith gayi.
Jaise hi Geeti car ke andar bethi, uska bheega badan leather seats par chipak gaya. Uski saree ka pallu ab bhi uske kandhe se sirak raha tha, aur uske baal ab bhi paani se bhare hue the. Raghav ne ek pal ke liye uske taraf dekha, lekin turant apni nazar hata li. Lekin ek pal ke liye uska mann uske chehre, uske bheege kandhon, aur uski chipki hui saree par atak gaya.
Car mein ek ajeeb si khamoshi thi, lekin us khamoshi ke peeche ek intense energy thi. Raghav ka mann is baat se pareshaan tha ki woh Geeti ki taraf itna attracted kyun mehsoos kar raha tha. Geeti ne apni saree ke pallu ko sambhalte hue kaha, “Sir, aap yahan kaise?” Raghav ne steering wheel ko thoda adjust karte hue jawab diya, “Main ek client meeting ke baad nikal raha tha. Aapko yahan dekha, toh socha pooch loon.” Geeti ne ek halki si smile di aur kaha, “Achha kiya. Varna pata nahi kitni der aur yahan bheegti rehti.”
Barish ki boondein car ke windshield par gir rahi thi, aur andar ki warmth mein dono ke beech ek alag hi tension ka ehsaas ho raha tha. Raghav ka dimaag Geeti ke pallu se jhankte uske collarbones aur smooth skin par atak gaya tha. Usne ek gehri saans li, lekin kuch bola nahi. Geeti bhi seat par apne pallu ko adjust karte hue soch rahi thi, “Shayad barish ne sirf mujhe nahi, inhe bhi effect kiya hai.” Uske chehre par ek teasing si smile aayi, lekin woh chup rahi.
Raghav ne car ko ek smooth turn ke saath road par accelerate kiya. Lekin car ke andar ki energy ab kisi aur hi kahaani ki shuruaat lag rahi thi. Geeti ke bheege kapde aur uski presence ne Raghav ke mann mein ek ajeeb si halchal macha di thi. Geeti bhi yeh mehsoos kar rahi thi, lekin uska smile ab aur gehra ho gaya tha. She knew this was going to be an interesting ride home.
### Chapter: Barish Ke Baad Ka Safar
Car barish ke boondein windshield par tod kar aage badh rahi thi, lekin andar ka mahol ekdum khaamosh aur garm tha. Raghav steering wheel par apni nazar tikaye rakha tha, lekin uska dimaag Geeti ki presence se bhara hua tha. Geeti, jo ab tak ek corner mein bethi thi, ab thoda relax ho chuki thi, lekin uska bheega badan aur chipki hui saree Raghav ke liye ek distraction ban chuke the.
Geeti ne apne bheege baalon ko ek taraf kiya, aur unhe thoda sa nichod diya. Uski gardan aur kandhe par paani ki halki boondein ab bhi gir rahi thi. Raghav ka dimaag ek moment ke liye blank ho gaya. Uski aankhein ek pal ke liye Geeti ke kandhe aur unke smooth skin par tik gayin, lekin turant usne apni nazar wapas road par le aayi.
“Thank you, sir,” Geeti ne halki si awaaz mein kaha. “Aap nahi hote toh pata nahi kitna der bus ka wait karna padta.” Uski awaaz mein ek halka sa teasing note tha, jo Raghav ko aur bechain kar gaya.
“Uh, koi baat nahi,” Raghav ne apni awaaz ko normal banane ki koshish karte hue kaha. “Aapko bheegte hue dekh kar laga ki drop kar dena chahiye.”
Geeti ne ek chhoti si smile di, uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si chamak thi. “Waise, sir,” usne halki shaitani ke saath pucha, “Aapko mujhse kabhi laga hai ki main aapko disturb karti hoon?” Yeh sawaal itna simple tha, lekin uske tone mein ek alag hi meaning tha.
Raghav ek second ke liye speechless ho gaya. Usne socha, *“Woh yeh kyun puch rahi hai? Kya use pata hai ki main abhi uske baare mein kya soch raha hoon?”* Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue jawab diya, “Aap? Disturb? Kabhi nahi. Aap toh hamesha kaam mein serious hoti hain.”
Geeti ne ek halki si hansi di, jo car ke khaamoshi mein gungunahat ki tarah lagi. “Achha,” usne softly kaha, “Aisa lagta hai aap hamesha apne kaam mein itne busy rehte hain ki kisi cheez par nazar nahi jaati.”
Raghav ne steering wheel ko thoda tight pakda. Uska mann bar-bar us scene par ja raha tha jab Geeti office mein uske samne jhuki thi, uski saree ka pallu dheere se sirak raha tha, aur uska collarbone aur neckline uski nazar ke saamne tha. *“Kaise kahoon ki meri nazar kaafi kuch dekh chuki hai?”* Raghav ne socha, lekin kuch bola nahi.
Geeti ne uske silence ko notice kiya. Usne mann hi mann socha, *“Toh sirf Soham hi nahi, shayad mere boss bhi mere impact ko mehsoos karte hain.”* Usne apni saree ke pallu ko sambhalte hue apne pair cross kiye, jis tarah se uski saree thodi aur adjust hui, woh Raghav ke liye ek naya distraction ban gaya.
Car ek red light par ruk gayi. Raghav ne finally apne mann ka tension todte hue kaha, “Waise, Geeti ji, aapka ghar kaafi door hai. Itni barish mein wahan tak jaana risky lag raha hai.”
Geeti ne thoda hairan hoke pucha, “Matlab?”
Raghav ne ek second hesitate kiya, phir bola, “Mera ghar yahan pass mein hai. Agar aap chaahein toh ek cup coffee ke liye ruk sakti hain. Barish thodi dheere ho jaaye tab main aapko drop kar dunga.”
Geeti ek pal ke liye chup ho gayi. Uska mann soch raha tha, *“Yeh invitation sach mein sirf coffee ke liye hai, ya kuch aur?”* Uske chehre par ek halki si smile thi, jo uske confusion aur excitement ko chhupa rahi thi.
“Sure, sir,” Geeti ne finally jawab diya. “Coffee ke liye mana karna toh mushkil hai.”
Raghav ne ek halka sa smile diya, lekin uske mann mein ek alag hi tension chal rahi thi. Usne car ka ek smooth turn liya, aur ab dono ek naye mod ki taraf ja rahe the, jahan ek cup coffee ke saath shayad aur kuch kaafi unfold hone wala tha.### Chapter: Ek Cup Coffee
Barish ke halki boondein ab bhi car ke windshield par tapak rahi thi, lekin andar ka mahol ek ajeeb si khamoshi aur garmi se bhara hua tha. Geeti seat par relaxed lag rahi thi, lekin uska bheega hua saree ka pallu ab bhi uske kandhe se sirak raha tha, uski smooth skin ko subtly highlight karte hue. Raghav ka dimaag ab tak us pal se ubhar nahi paaya tha, jab usne Geeti ko bus stop par bheega hua dekha tha.
Car ek residential area ke paas ja rahi thi. Raghav ne ek halki si glance Geeti ki taraf dali, phir apne ghar ke paas ek soft brake lagate hue bola, “Yahan rukte hain. Ek cup coffee toh banti hai.”
Geeti ne ek pal ke liye hesitation ke saath uske chehre ko dekha. “Aapka ghar yahan hai?” usne poocha, lekin uske tone mein ek halka sa teasing note tha.
“Ji haan,” Raghav ne ek halki smile ke saath jawab diya, “Aur waise bhi, itni barish mein aapko wapas bhejna galat hoga.”
Geeti ne ek short laugh di, phir apne pallu ko adjust karte hue kaha, “Theek hai, sir. Lekin coffee achhi honi chahiye.”
Raghav ne car ka door khola aur Geeti ke liye chhata le aaya. Geeti ne dheere se car se bahar kadam rakha, lekin uske saree ke neeche se tapak raha paani ab bhi uske har move ko aur zyada alluring bana raha tha. Dono ghar ke andar chale gaye, jahan ek cozy, warm ambiance tha.
Raghav ka ghar minimalistic aur elegant tha—halki yellow lights, ek chhota sa sofa set aur ek neatly arranged kitchen. Geeti sofa par baithi, apne bheege baalon ko peeche karte hue.
“Aap comfortable hain?” Raghav ne coffee banate hue poocha.
“Ji haan,” Geeti ne halki si muskaan ke saath bola, “Waise bhi, barish mein aapka coffee ka idea kaafi tempting hai.”
Raghav ne coffee mugs lekar table par rakhe aur uske saamne baith gaya. Dono ke beech halki si awkward silence thi, lekin us silence ke peeche ek gahrayi thi, jo dono mehsoos kar rahe the. Geeti ne ek sip lete hue kaha, “Aapka ghar kaafi sundar hai. Waise, aap barish enjoy karte hain?”
“Enjoy karta hoon,” Raghav ne coffee ka ek sip lete hue jawab diya, “Lekin aaj ka din thoda alag lag raha hai.”
“Alag kaise?” Geeti ne curious ho kar pucha, apne baalon ki ek lat ko peeche karte hue. Raghav ki nazar uske smooth collarbone aur pallu ke neeche jhankte uske kandhon par atak gayi.
“Bas... aapko bheegte hue dekhna, aur phir yahan baith kar baatein karna, yeh sab unexpected hai,” Raghav ne halki awaaz mein kaha, lekin uski aankhein Geeti ki taraf thi.
Geeti ne thoda tease karte hue kaha, “Sir, lagta hai aap apne kaam ke alawa bhi cheezein enjoy kar sakte hain.”
Raghav ne thoda hichkichate hue kaha, “Shayad, kabhi kabhi zarurat padti hai.”
Geeti ne coffee ka mug table par rakha aur uske chehre ko directly dekhte hue bola, “Waise, aap ek cheez maante hain? Kabhi unexpected moments sabse zyada yaadgar hote hain.”
Raghav ne ek second ke liye chup rehkar uske baat ko absorb kiya. Uska mann ab bhi Geeti ke har move, har baat, aur uski mesmerizing presence mein atka tha. Woh moments un dono ke liye ek naye mod ki shuruaat lag rahe the.
Raghav ne apne kitchen ke paas ek cupboard khola aur ek soft towel aur apni patni ki ek saree nikaal kar Geeti ke paas le gaya. Geeti ab bhi sofa par bethi thi, apne bheege baalon ko peeche karte hue. Raghav ne towel aur saree uske paas rakhte hue kaha, “Aap kapde badal lijiye, warna thand lag jayegi. Yeh meri wife ki saree hai, shayad aapko suit kare.”
Geeti ne uski taraf dekha aur halki si muskaan ke saath jawab diya, “Thank you, sir. Yeh kaafi thoughtful hai.”
Woh saree aur towel lekar guest room ki taraf chali gayi. Room ka door dheere se band kiya, lekin latch nahi lagaya tha. Andar usne towel liya aur apne bheege baalon ko sukhane lagi. Saree ko bed par rakhte hue, usne apni maroon saree ke pleats dheere-dheere kholna shuru kiya. Paani ki boondein ab bhi uske smooth skin par gir rahi thi, uski glowing skin ko aur bhi highlight kar rahi thi.
Raghav apni coffee lekar pass ke corner mein khada tha, lekin uski nazar bar-bar us room ki taraf ja rahi thi. Uska mann barish aur thand ka bahana banakar andar jane ka soch raha tha. Tabhi, achanak light chali gayi. Poora ghar ek dum andhere mein doob gaya. Raghav ne Geeti ke room ki taraf dekha aur andar gaya, “Geeti ji, light chali gayi hai. Aap thik hain?”
Jaise hi woh room ke andar gaya, jo nazara usne dekha, usne ek pal ke liye apni saans rok li. Geeti apni saree badalne ki koshish kar rahi thi, lekin ab tak half saree mein thi. Uska blouse ab utar chuka tha, aur uske ek haath mein saree ka pallu tha, jo uske ek exposed breast ko dheere-dheere cover kar raha tha. Dusri taraf, uski smooth thighs saree ke neeche se saaf dikh rahi thi. Uski skin ki chamak dim light mein bhi ekdum glowing lag rahi thi, aur uske collarbone aur shoulder ke curves aur zyada prominent lag rahe the.
Raghav ek pal ke liye bilkul freeze ho gaya. Uski nazar Geeti ke half-covered breast par ruki thi, jo saree ke pallu se sirf thoda sa chhup raha tha. Uske dusre haath ki placement uski soft waist aur flat stomach ko saaf dikhate hue unka contour aur zyada highlight kar rahi thi. Geeti ke thighs, jo thoda saree ke neeche aur thoda bahar dikh rahi thi, uske figure ko aur perfect tarah se complement kar rahi thi.
“Sir...” Geeti ki awaaz ne usse hosh mein laaya, lekin uske tone mein koi gussa nahi tha. Uska chehra laal tha, shayad halki si sharam ke saath, lekin uski aankhon mein ek ajeeb si calmness thi. Usne saree ka pallu apne upar adjust karte hue kaha, “Light chali gayi, aur main ready nahi ho payi.”
Raghav ki saansein tez ho rahi thi, lekin usne apne aap ko control mein rakha. “Uh... main ek torch le kar aata hoon,” usne jaldi se kaha, lekin andar hi andar uska mann ab bhi Geeti ke curves aur uske glowing body ki tasveer mein atka hua tha. Usne apne aap ko sambhalte hue room se bahar kadam rakha, lekin uske dil aur dimaag mein Geeti ki woh tasveer bar-bar ghoom rahi thi.
Raghav se control nahin hua. Ek hi jhatke mein vo aage badha aur usne Geeti ko apne paas kheench liya. Halki si cheekh ke saath, Geeti uski baahon mein sama gayi. Unke dil ki dhadkane ek ho jaise baj rahi thi, jaise sookhi mitti par pehla paani gira ho aur sab kuch gulzaar ho gaya ho. Raghav ke haath ne dheere-dheere Geeti ki saaree ke pallu ko sirkaana shuru kiya. Jis tarah se vo uski deh ko chhoo raha tha, usse Geeti ke rom-rom mein ek tarang si daud gayi. Aur phir, ek hi lamhe mein, usne saaree nikal di—us pal Geeti ka pura badan besharam roshni mein dikh raha tha. Zara se andhere mein, bas uska maang-sutra chamak raha tha, jaise yaad dila raha ho ki kuch simaayein abhi bhi hain.
Itne kareeb se dekha toh Raghav ki nazar Geeti ke sharir par phisal gayi. Uski kamar patli thi, jaise madhumat si lehar leti ho. Uske hips bhare hue aur perfectly round the, unpe paani ki boonde abhi bhi chamak rahi thi. Uske brea_sts, gulabi auri se saja hua unka upar ka hissa, Raghav ko behka raha tha. Collarbone se lekar neck tak ke curve ne use aur madhosh bana diya.
Ek dum se lights wapas aagai aur kamra chamak utha. Ab jo roshni Geeti ke badan par padi, toh Raghav ke liye use dekh pana aur mushkil ho gaya—mushkil is sense mein ki vo apne aap ko aur rok nahin pa raha tha. Geeti ne apni ankhon se use dekha, jaise ek hansi dabane ki koshish kar rahi ho, par hansi nahin—ek bechaini thi uski nigaahon mein. Vo itni garm ho chuki thi ki uske hosh sambhale nahin sambhal rahe the.
Kuch sekand ke liye dono ki nazrein mili, aur jaise hi Raghav ne apna shirt utaara, kamre ki thandi hawa bhi dheemi lagne lagi. Uske chaati ke muscles dikh rahe the—paani ke kuch katre abhi bhi chipke hue the. Vo Geeti ke paas aaya, uske othon par apne honto se halki si chhoon di, aur dekhte hi dekhte vo chhoon ek junooni chumma ban gaya. Geeti ne apni ungliyon se Raghav ke baalon ko thaama, jaise vo lamha kabhi khatam na ho.
