Garam aurat ka jism aur mera armaan

Wo roz mere barabar me aakar baitha karti aur laptop khol kar kaam par lag jaati thi. Mai roz unko chup-chup kar dekha karta tha. Mai unke baare me kuch nahi jaanta tha aur bas itna jaanta tha, ki ek khoobsurat aurat hai, jo mujhse kuch saal umar me badi hai.

Unke jism par lagi khushboo mujhe roz unke kareeb kar deti thi aur Mai dil hi dil me apne aap ko unke kareeb mehsoos karta tha. Unke jism ki garmi mujhe apni taraf kheenchti thi. Mai chaahu na chaahu meri nazar uspe apne aap chali jaati thi.

Wo apne jism ko chupaane ke liye burkha pehanti thi, jisse unke figures ke curve saaf-saaf nazar aate the. Mai har thodi der baad, chup-chup kar unke figure ko dekh kar maza leta tha. Jab bhi hawa chalti thi, to uske boobs burkhe me ubhre hue dikhte the.

Jab wo chali thi, to burkha uski gaand ke andar ghus jaata tha. Uski gaand ko dekh kar lund meri pant se baahar aane lagta tha. Mera dil karta tha, ki usi waqt uske paas jaake uski gaand ko chaatna shuru kar du aur uski peeth ko kharoch-kharoch kar khaa jau.