Narrated by Shobha Tushaar firse meri taraf dekhne laga to main aage boli: Ab theek hai na bore nahi houngi tumhare sath. Kaam ki baato mein waqt nikal jayega. Tushaar: Haan haan wahi. Waise aapke pati kaha gaye hai? Main apne chehre par udaasi ka jhoota rang chada kar boli: Hmmm, bahar gaye hai, Mumbai. Tushaar: Ohh… Main: Woh aksar aise hi bahar chale jaate hai kaam ke silsile mein. Tushaar: Tum kyu nahi jaate to unke sath? Main: Woh leke nahi jaate, kahte hai woh meeting mein lage rahenge mujhe lejakar bhi koi fayda nahi. Tushaar: Oh… so sad! Main: Sad kyu, sahi kahte hai na? Tushaar: Agar meri biwi tumhare jitni khoobsurat hoti to main hamesha har jagah tumhe apne sath le jata. Main sharamne ka dhong karti hui boli: Ha-ha-ha, tum bhi Tushaar kuch bhi jhoot bol dete ho. Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, nahi bilkul nahi, sach kah raha hun, waise woh kabse gaye hue hai. Main: Yahi aaj 3 din ho gaye. Tushaar: Oh no… to tum 3 din se akeli ho is ghar mein? Main firse udaas shakal banakar boli: Hmmm… haan. Tushaar: Bura na manna par tumhara pati sachme gair zimmedar hai. Main: Nahi nahi aisa mat kaho unke bare mein. Waise tumhari baato se tum kafi achche zimmedaar husband lagte ho. Tushaar: Haan woh to main hun hi. Jo bhi ho aise 3 din apni patni ko akele to nahi chor jata. Aur khaas kar jab biwi agar tumhare jitni khoobsurat hoto koi bhi mard na jaye. Main: Ha-ha-ha, tum waise kyu bole? Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, bass aise hi kah diya. Main: Kahi tum aisa to nahi sochte ki khoobsurat biwi ko akele chor jaaye to koi aur… Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, sahi pakdi tumne. Wahi kahna chahta hun par tumhare prati main waisa kuch nahi soch raha. Main: Kyu, main khoobsurat nahi hun? Tushaar: Are nahi… woh matlab nahi… matlab ki tum kafi gunni shishtacharo wali patni lagti ho. Lagta nahi ki aapke pati ke naa hone par koi aap par dore dale aur uski baat ban jaye. Main sochne lagi ki ye mujhe gunni shishtacharo wali kah raha hai. Agar jaan jaaye ki 2 ghante pahle main gym mein kya gunn wale kaam kar rahi thi to iske saare vichar palat jaaye. Main aage boli: Hmmm… tum kaise kah sakte ho ye, iska matlab tum mujhpe dore daal rahe ho par daal gall nahi rahi tumhari, ha-ha-ha! Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, nahi nahi, tum bhi na Shobha, main tumpe dore nahi daal raha. Main apni tang par tang rakh apne dono hath apne ghutno par rakh baithi. Jisse mere baazu ke daabaw ke karan mere boobs aur ubhar uthe. Main boli: To matlab tumhare hisaab se mujhme dore dalne layak koi baat nahi. Tushaar: Are Shobha, tum mere har baat ki taang kheech rahi ho ab. Main: Ha-ha-ha, waise tum har baat par meri tareef kar rahe ho, ye dore daalna hi hua na. Tushaar: Bilkul nahi, ab taaj mahal ka tareef kare koi to woh shahjahaan banne ki koshish thodi kar raha hota hai. Main: Ha-ha-ha, waah… to main tumhe Taj mahal lagti hun? Tushaar: Taj-mahal to bas khoobsurati ka namuna hai, tum to khoobsurati ki jeeti jaagti misaal ho. Sach kahu to apni tareefe aur iski flirt mein mujhe kafi maza aane lagi. Main: Ha-ha-ha, ab kaho kya tum mere sath flirt nahi kar rahe. Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, ab sach kahne ko flirt kahte hai to shayad haan. Main: Ajeeb ho tum bhi. Tushaar: Kyu? Ab kya hua? Main: Ek to shadi shuda ho aur uspar mujh jaisi shadi shuda aurat ke sath flirt kar rahe ho. Iska matlab apne kaam mein tum mujh jaisi shadi shuda client se aksar flirt karte hoge. Tushaar: Nahi Shobha bilkul nahi aur ye ho bhi nahi sakta. Main: Kyu nahi ho sakta? Tushaar: Woh meri koi bhi client ab tak tumhare jitni khoobsurat nahi thi. Mujhe usse apni tareefe sunne mein kafi maza aa rahi thi. Usse aur bolwane ke liye mein boli: Hmmm… chup raho ab, kafi hua tumhari banaawti baate Tushaar. Tushaar: Yakeen mano Shobha main sach kah raha hun. Mere bank ke aadhe se zyada client mard hote hai. Aur agar aurat hui to ya to woh 40-50 ki hoti hai. Ya fir aise jinhe dekh pani gale se na utare. Main: Aur main? Mujhme kya baat dikhi tumhe? Tushaar: Tum to… ab kya kahu… itna hi kah sakta hun ki meine shaadi kafi jaldbaazi mein karli. Main: Ha-ha-ha, to matlab main tumhari biwi se bhi khoobsurat hun? Tushaar: Haan bilkul. Tumhare samne to sabki biwiya fail hai. Main apne chehre ke samne aaye baalo ko ungliyo mein phiraati hui boli: Aysa kya khaas laga tumhe mujhme? Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, lagta hai tumhe apni tareefe sunna kafi pasand hai. Main: Ha-ha-ha, nahi nahi, woh bas mere liye abtak kisi ne aisa kuch kaha nahi. Tushaar: Kya baat kar rahi ho? Iska matlab tum ghar se bahar kabhi jaati hi nahi hogi. Warna sare duniya ke mard kahenge ye baat. Main firse halki udaasi wali shakal banakar boli: Sare kya, mere to apne pati bhi meri tareef itna nahi karte. Tushaar: Shayad aapke pati ko khoobsurati ki pehchaan nahi. Main: Haan, woh to hamesha kaam mein hi rahte hai, aur ghar pe bhi kaam ki hi baate karte hai. Tum bhi aise hi ho kya apni patni ke sath. Tushaar: Nahi nahi, tumhare pati ki baat sunn kar lag raha hai ki main unse kafi behtar hun. Main: Woh kyu? Tushaar: Woh ab kaise bataun? Yoon kah lo ki main apni patni ko kafi waqt deta hun. Aur kaam ki baate to bilkul ghar nahi le jata. Main: Wow! Tum to bilkul adarsh pati ho, mujhe mere husband ko tumhare paas training ke liye bhejni padegi. Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, bilkul par fees lunga uski tumse. Main: Ha-ha-ha, le lena… waise agar kaam ki baate nahi karte ho to kiss bare mein baate karte ho apni patni se. Tushaar: Woh to bahut sare kisse hote hai, uske ghar walo ke, mere ghar walo ke, hamare bhavishya ke aur… Main: Aur? Aur kya? Tushaar: Pata nahi woh kahna sahi hoga ya nahi. Main: Kya… bolona. Tushaar: Galat mat samajhna, par sex ke upar bhi baate hoti hai. Main jhooti sharam muh par lakar apne haato se muh chupati hui boli: Sex par? Tushaar: Haan… pati-patni ke beech to ye sadharan hai. Main: Par mere pati uspar utni dilchasbi nahi dikhate. Tushaar: Ohh… banda kafi alag hai matlab. Main: Hmmm. Tushaar kuch der papero ko dekhta raha. Shayad use pata nahi tha ki ab baat aage kaise badaani hai to mujhe hi pahal karni padi. Main boli: Waise… ek baat poochu? Tushaar: Haan kyu nahi, poocho. Main sharmati hui apne haato ko ragadne lagi mano main kuch poochna chaahti hun par kafi Sharma rahi hun. Tushaar: Pooch Shobha, lagta hai tumhare mann mein aisa kuch hai jiss bare mein tum kisi se kuch kahti nahi. Main: Woh… tum aur tumhari patni… uspar kya baate karte hai? Tushaar samjah gaya par meri jhooti sharam dekh woh bola: Sharmao mat Shobha, saaf shabdo mein poochlo jo bhi poochna hai, main kisi se nahi kahunga. Main: Woh… sex par… kya baate hoti hai tum dono ki? Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, woh… woh sex ke tareeke… waqt… mood… ek dusre ki pasand…wagayra. Main anjaan hoti hui boli: Tereeke matlab? Tushaar: Positions. Main: Positions matlab? Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, Shobha, tum sachme kafi sahaj naari ho. Tum jitni khoobsurat ho utni hi bholi bhi. Main: Offo… bataona… kya hai positions? Tushaar: Kamasutra ka naam suni ho? Main: Woh to koi ashleel kitaab ya film haina. Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, nahi nahi… kamasutra ek paorani granth hai jisme insano ke sambhog karne ke kai tareeke diye gaye hai. Main: Oh, aisa bhi kitaab hai? Tushaar: Haan, usme kai sare kareeb 1000 positions hai. Unhi ki baate. Main chaokti hui boli: Ek hazaar! Tushaar: Haan, ha-ha-ha! Main: Ok… aur ek dusre ki pasand mane? Bhala usme kya ab pasand karna? Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, achcha ek baat batao agar galat na samjho to. Main: Haan poocho. Tushaar: Tumhare pati ya tumhe sex mein kya kya pasand hai. Main firse sharmane ka dhong karti hui hasne lagi aur boli: Hatt, ye main kaise bataun. Aur hoti bhi kya hai batane ko? Tushaar: Batao to, sharmao mat, tumhare sawaal ka jawaab tumhare dene wale jawaab mein hi hai. Main: Hmmm… ok… ek dusre ko gale lagana, choomna aur woh. Tushaar: Woh kya, batao to. Main: Offo tushaar, mujhe sharm aa rahi hai. Tushaar: Ye batao woh tumhare andar kaise ghusate hai. Main aankhe chaodi kar muh par hath rakh boli: Oh, tum aise kaise bol sakte ho. Tushaar: Ab tum itna sharma rahi ho to fir kya karu? Ab batao. Main: Woh… woh… woh mere upar aakar dalte hai aur hilte hai aur mere andar chorne ke baad woh thak ke so jate hai. Tushaar: Aur? Main: Aur! Aur kya… ho gaya na? Tushaar: Sach kahu to tumhare pati ko kafi pitaayi ki zarurat hai. Main: Woh kyu? Tushaar: Agar Mercedes ki gadi khareedoge to use maintain bhi to karna padega. Main: Gaadi? Ye kya matlab. Tushaar: Agar tumhare jaysi itni khoobsurat patni use mili hai to use tumhara khayal bhi to rakhni chahiye na. Main: Hmmm… to tum kya aise nahi karte jaise mere pati karte hai? Tushaar: Bilkul nahi… Main: To fir? Tushaar: Ek dusrese uspar baat karte hai… ek dusre ko kya pasand kya nahi uspar baat karte hai aur sabse eham baat… ek dusre ki santushti. Main: Hmmm… ab to tumhare tarah mujhe bhi kahni padigi ki meine jaldbaazi mein galat aadmi se shaadi karli. Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, woh kyu? Main: Kuch nahi, bas sochi ki kash mere husband tumhare tarah hote. Waise tumhari patni in sab pe khul kar baate kar leti hai kya? Tushaar: Haan, bilkul. Ek baat to hai meri patni ki. Bhale woh tumhare jitni khoobsurat na ho par use sex kafi pasand hai. Aur woh us bare mein kafi khul kar baat karti hai mujhse. Ek mard hun to mujhe sex to pasand hi hoga aur iss karan hamari sex life kafi achchi chalti hai. Main apne chehre par sharam aur danto se nichle honto ko kaat boli: Jaise ki… kis tarah ki baate woh kar leti hai tumse, bataona. Tushaar: Jaise ki… khoob sari kisse hote hai. Main: Hmm, koi ek kissa aisa bataona jo shayad tumhe lage main bilkul nahi jaanti. Tushaar: Hmmm… ok… kabhi… anal sex ke bare mein jaani ho? Main bilkul anjaan banti hui boli: Enal? Woh kya hai? Tushaar: Main jaanta tha ki is bare mein tumhe kuch nahi pata hoga. Par dekho bataunga lekin galat mat samajhna mujhe. Main chaahti bhi thi ki woh ab mujhe anal sex ke bare mein samjhaye. Mujhe iss pavitra patni ke nautanki mein ek alag hi masti aa rahi thi. Main boli: Nahi nahi, main hi pooch rahi hoona, tum batao. Tushar: Mard jab apna woh aurat ke peeche ghusata hai to use anal sex kahte hai. Main chaokti hui boli: Peeche matlab. Tushaar: Tumhari gand ki ched mein. Main hass padi aur boli: Ha-ha-ha, waha kaon karta hai ye sab, chee. Tushaar: Kabhi ki ho? Main: Nahi! Tushaar: To fir tum use chee kaise kah sakti ho. Main: Ganda hai woh usi liye. Tushaar: To saamne kya woh ganda nahi? Main: Woh… woh to…! Tushaar: Haan haan, bolo kya woh ganda nahi? Main: Theek hai theek hai, mujhe nahi pata ye sab. To kya tumhari patni ko woh pasand hai? Tushar: Bohut, meri patni ko sex mein sab kuch pasand hai. Anal to uski favourite hai aur shayad ye pahli baar hai jab ham 4 din ho gaye aur hamne koi sex nahi kiya. Main: Kyu, kya hua? Tushaar: Woh new year ke chutti par apne dosto ke sath Goa gayi hui hai. Main: Goa? Tumhare bina? Tushaar: Haan! Isme kya hai. Hum kafi independent couple hai. Ek dusre par aisa koi rok tok nahi lagate ki ye na karo woh na karo. Main: Wow! Ab to sachme mujhe lag raha hai ki mere pati ko tumhare paas tuition bhejwani padegi. Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, bilkul jab woh aaye to bhej dena. Loan ke sath classes bhi de dunga. Main sharmati hui boli: Waise… unke aane se pahle bhi tum… kisi aor ki tuition le sakte ho. Tushaar: Ha-ha-ha, ab woh kaon hai. Main honto ko kaat boli: Main! To be continued.
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