Majboori Mein Ki Wife Swapping – Part II

Ek to wo pehle se hi tension me rehti thi aur upar se main use aur pareshaan nahi karna chahta tha, ek din usne mujhse puchha ki kya mujhe bhi apne bacchon ko hostel me hi daal dena chahiye, maine kaha ki haan daal do, unhe bahut kuchh sikhne ko milega, achha competition milega, self dependent bnenge, wo teyaar ho gayi aur usne bhi apne bacchon ko hamare bacchon ke saath hi rakhne ka fesla kiya, unke admission me hum dono bhi gaye the, baad me aate waqt hamne uske bcchon ko kaafi samajhaya ki darna nahi hai, sabse mil jul kar rehna, jab ham bahar niklne lage to priya ne rona shuru kar diya, wo unhe akele chhod kar jana nahi chahti thi, uske aankhon se aansu niklne lage, main aur pushpa use chup karane kage, log hamen aascharya se dekh rahe the ki kya hua hai, maine vishal se kaha ki tum car nikalo main ise sambhalta hoon, wo gaadi lekar aaya aur hum usmen beth gaye, main aur priya pichhe baithe the aur wo dono aage bethe the, vishal bhi dukhi tha, jese-jese car aage badhti jaa rahi thi uske rone ki aawaaz bhi badhti ja rahi thi, maine use chup karane ke bahaane use apne gale se laga liya aur uske chehre ko apne kandhon ke bich me chhupa liya. “Swapping”

Uske naram maans se bhara hua sharir mere sharir se chipka hua tha, mere andar to jese 10000 volt ki bijli dod rahi thi, uska sharir puri tarah se mulayam tha, main uski peeth sahla kar use shaant karne ki koshish kar raha tha, fir maine un dono ki nazren bcha kar uske baalon ko sunghne laga, aaaahhhh kya mazedaar khushbu thi, maine uski peeth ko sahlate hue apna ek haath uski gaand pe le jaakar rakh diya aur uspar ferne laga, usne apne gardan par ek madhosh ker dene wali perfume lagayi thi, perfume aur uske pasine ki milijuli khushboo mujhe pagal bnaye ja rahi thi, fir maine use dhire-dhire puchkarte hue himmat dikhaai aur uske gaalon ko chum liya, uska gaal aansuon se bheega hua tha lekin fir bhi mujhe uske gaal ka test bahut hi achha laga, isi tarah bahane-bahane se maine uske gaalo ki khub pappiyan li, mera land to pura khda ho chuka tha aur pent me nahi aa raha tha, fir bhi haath se main kese bhi use daba kar rakhe hue tha lekin uske badan ki khushboo se mera land baar-baar bagawat kar raha tha, ab wo shaant pad gayi thi, maine uske aansu pochne ke bahane uske gaalon ko fir se touch karna shuru kiya.

Usne mere haath se rumaal le kar khud se hi apne aansu saaf kiye aur window se baahar dekhne lagi, uski aankhen abhi bhi paneeli thi aur mujhe abhi bhi madhosh ker rahi thi, aansuon se bheeg jaane ke baad uske gore-gore gaal aur chamkne lage the, wo reh-reh kar apne aansun bahati aur fir khud se hi pochh leti, kher hum hamare ghar pahunch gaye, maine use aur vishal ko ek kamre me betha diya aur hum bhi beth gaye, vishal bhi dukhi tha main pushpa ko lekar kitchen me aa gaya kuch khane ke liye, “uski haalat thik nahi lag rahi, aaj unhe yehi per rokh liya jaaye, kaafi depressed lag rahi hai” maine pushpa se kaha, use bhala kya problem thi, wo to balki khush hi ho gayi thi, maine kaha ki “main sone jaa raha hoon mujhe jagana mat main kaafi thak gaya hoon, main baad me uth kar khana kha lunga”, main sach me thak gaya tha kyoki saari bhaagdaud mujhe hi karni padi thi, unke saare saaman ki kharidaari mujhe hi karni padi thi, main jaa kar so gaya aur pushpa khana bnane chali gayi. Padhte rahiye kyoki kahani abhi jaari rahegi, meri mail id hai “[email protected]”. Kahani padhne ke baad apne vichar niche comments me jarur likhe, taaki hum apke liye roz aur behtar kamuk kahaniyan pesh kar sake – DK