Raat ke 11 baje, building ki lift suddenly ruk gayi. Andhera ho gaya, sirf emergency light ki halki roshni. Main, Rahul, college se lauta tha, thaka hua, aur mere saamne thi pados wali bhabhi Neha – wohi jisey sab ‘hot bhabhi’ kehte hain. Usne meri taraf dekha, aankhein thodi badi ho gayi, aur phir ek lambi saans li. “Rahul? Tu yahaan?” uski awaaz thodi kamp rahi thi, jaise dar rahi ho, lekin uski nazar mere chehre se hat nahi rahi.
Main pehle hi pareshan tha – din bhar lectures, assignment ka tension. Lift ka button dabaya, kuch nahi hua. Phone nikala, signal zero. Neha bhabhi ka chehra close tha, uski perfume ki khushboo aa rahi thi, woh jasmine wali jo har baar mujhe paagal kar deti. Woh 28 ki hogi, husband abroad, akeli rehti hai flat no. 405 mein. Main 22 ka, single, bas uski smile hi dekhta rehta hoon lift mein milte waqt. Aaj pehli baar itne kareeb.
“Bhabhi, daro mat, abhi control room ko call karte hain,” maine kaha, apni awaaz ko confident banane ki koshish ki. Lekin mera dil dhadak raha tha. Woh thoda peeche hati, lekin lift chhoti si thi, hum dono ke jism almost touch kar rahe the. Usne apne dupatte ko theek kiya, lekin uska haath slip ho gaya aur mere shirt ke collar ko chhua. Ek second ka pause, phir woh sharma gayi, aankhein jhuka li. “Sorry yaar, yeh andhera…” usne kaha, lekin uski ungliyan abhi bhi wahan thi, halke se dabaye hue.
Main chup raha, kya bolta? Us bhabhi ko main kab se notice kar raha tha – gym jaate waqt uski tight leggings, balcony pe chai peete hue uski hansi. Kabhi kabhi sochta, agar mauka mile toh… lekin ab yeh mauka? Lift phasi hui, time ruk sa gaya tha. Maine apna phone torch on kiya, uski taraf kiya. Neha bhabhi ka chehra roshan ho gaya – gaal laal, honth thode khule, saans tez. “Rahul, tu roz gym jaata hai na? Body toh bana li,” usne mazak kiya, lekin awaaz mein kuch aur tha, jaise curiosity.
“Haan bhabhi, time pass,” maine hans ke kaha, lekin mera dhyan uske neck pe tha, jahaan sweat ki boondein chamak rahi thi. Garmi badh rahi thi lift mein, AC band. Woh apne blouse ke button ko halke se khinchi, jaise relief chahiye. Eye contact bana, tod nahi paye. “Tera husband kab aayega?” maine poocha, conversation shuru karne ko. Usne sir jhukaya, ek lambi pause. “Pata nahi yaar, business chal raha. Akeli bore ho jaati hoon.” Uski aankhon mein kuch udaasi, lekin saath hi ek chamak, jaise raaz chhupa ho.
Lift hil rahi thi thoda thoda, jaise koi upar ne try kar raha ho. Hum dono wall se sat gaye, shoulders touch hue. Neha bhabhi ka haath mera haath chhua, current sa laga. “Rahul, agar yahin phas gaye toh?” usne whisper kiya, uski saans mere kaan pe lagi. Mainne uski taraf dekha – uske honth kareeb, gaal garam. “Toh bhabhi, baatein kar lenge,” maine kaha, awaaz low. Woh hans padi, lekin haath nahi hataya. Abhi bhi mera haath pakde hue.
Time guzar raha tha, 15 minute ho gaye. Andhera mein sirf hum dono ki saansein sunai de rahi thi. Neha bhabhi ne apne baal peeche kiye, uska gala dikha – ek chhota sa tattoo, heart shape. “Yeh kab banwaya?” maine poocha, curious. Woh sharma gayi, “College time, secret tha. Ab tu jaan gaya.” Usne meri aankhon mein dekha, challenge sa. Mainne smile kiya, “Secret safe hai bhabhi.” Lekin mera mann soch raha tha – yeh bhabhi itni bold kaise?
Suddenly lift ne ek jhatka diya. Hum dono ladkhada gaye, maine usey pakad liya waist se. Usne mera shirt pakda, chehra mere seene pe. Ek second ka silence, phir woh peeche hati, lekin haath abhi bhi wahan. “Thanks Rahul,” usne kaha, awaaz husky. Uski aankhein ab alag thi – jaise kuch badalna chah rahi ho. Lift ka light flicker kar raha tha, tension badh rahi thi. Ab kya hoga? Control room ka call aa raha tha ya…
Mainne uski taraf dekha, woh bhi mujhe. Dupatte ka ek hissa gir gaya, uska cleavage dikh raha tha. Hum dono ne nazrein nahi hatayi. Saans ruk si gayi. Yeh toh bas shuruaat thi…
Lift ka woh flicker ruk gaya, emergency light phir se steady ho gayi, lekin hum dono ki nazrein abhi bhi ek doosre pe thi. Neha bhabhi ka dupatta zameen pe pada tha, uska blouse ka upar wala hook thoda loose lag raha tha, saans ke saath upar neeche ho raha. Mainne nazar hatane ki koshish ki, lekin uski aankhein mujhe kheench rahi thi – woh gehri, jaise kuch kehna chahti ho lekin bol na paaye. Ek lambi khamoshi, sirf humari saansein aur lift ki halki si vibration.
“Bhabhi… yeh dupatta,” maine dheere se kaha, jhuk kar uthane ko haath badhaya. Lekin woh bhi jhuki, humare haath takraye. Uske ungliyan mere haath pe ruk gayi, garam, thodi geeli paseene se. Woh hans padi halke se, nervous si, “Chhod na Rahul, yahin rehne de.” Uski awaaz mein ek narmi thi, jaise yeh chhoti si baat bhi ab badi ho gayi ho. Mainne haath nahi hataya, uski ungliyan mere palm mein fit ho gayi. Dil ki dhadkan tez, soch raha tha – yeh ho kya raha hai? Bhabhi, jo pehle sirf smile hi deti thi lift mein, ab itni kareeb?
Hum khade hue, lekin doori zero. Uski saans mere gale pe lag rahi thi, perfume mix hokar paseena ban gaya tha. “Rahul, tu kabhi sochta hai… aise mauke ke baare mein?” usne poocha, aankhein jhuka li thodi der, phir upar kiya. Direct eye contact, jaise challenge. Mainne gulp kiya, “Haan bhabhi, sochta hoon. Roz balcony se dekhta hoon tujhe, woh chai ki pyali haath mein… lagta hai jaise akeli ho, par khubsurat.” Meri awaaz bhi kamp rahi thi, pehli baar itna sach bola usse. Woh chup rahi, sirf dekhti rahi, honth kaat li halke se.
Lift ne phir hilaya, hum dono wall se sat gaye. Uska jism mere se chipak gaya – uski softness mere seene pe, mera haath uski kamar pe. Accidental tha, lekin koi nahi hata. “Sorry,” mainne whisper kiya, lekin haath wahi reh gaya. Neha bhabhi ne sir hilaya, “Nahi… theek hai. Yeh garmi…” Uski aankhein band ho gayi ek second, jaise mehsoos kar rahi ho. Humari saansein sync mein aa gayi, tez, garam. Andhera mein sirf yeh feel ho raha tha – uski heartbeat mere seene mein.
“Bhabhi, tera husband… woh tujhe miss nahi karta?” mainne poocha, conversation ko gehra karne ko. Woh pause li, lambi. “Miss karta hoga, lekin yahaan akelapan… har raat sochti hoon, koi saath ho toh.” Uski awaaz toot si gayi, aankhon mein halki chamak, aansu nahi par udaasi. Mainne usey aur kareeb kheencha, bina soche. “Main hoon na abhi,” kaha, aur usne sir mera seene pe rakh diya. Yeh moment tha – emotional peak, jaise saalon ka wait khatam. Uski godi mein haath daala, woh nahi roki, balki pakad liya mujhe collar se.
Khamoshi mein baatein badal gayi raazon mein. Uska chehra upar, honth mere honthon ke itne kareeb ki saans mix ho rahi. Mainne dheere se chhua uske honthon ko apne se, soft, garam. Woh hesitate ki ek second, phir jawab diya – gehra, jaise bhukhi ho. Humare haath idhar udhar bhatakne lage, uski kamar se shuru hokar upar, uske baalon mein, peeche. Lift ki garmi ab asli aag ban gayi. Woh mere shirt ke buttons kholne lagi, ungliyan kamp rahi, mainne uske blouse ko halke se khola, uski skin dikhi – smooth, chamakti.
Hum floor pe baith gaye, jagah kam thi par kaafi. Uski skirt upar chadhi, meri jeans tight. Eye contact nahi toota, har touch mein curiosity – yeh sach mein ho raha hai? Uski aankhein bol rahi thi haan, hesitation gayab. Mainne usey apne upar kheencha, humare jism mil gaye, ek rhythm mein hilne lage. Uski saansein tez, moans dheeme, mere kaan mein. Har movement mein waves aayi – pleasure ki, gehri, jaise current daud raha ho poore shareer mein. Uske nails mere peeth pe, mera haath uski thighs pe, andar tak. Time ruk gaya, sirf yeh connection – emotional aur physical.
Woh upar aayi, control mein, apne hips ko move karti hui, aankhein band, pleasure mein doob gayi. Mainne uski kamar pakdi, saath diya, har thrust mein gehraai badhi. Sweat mix ho gaya, skin slip ho rahi, lekin bond tight. Uski saansein ruk ruk ke, mera mann sirf uspe – yeh bhabhi, ab meri. Internal soch: yeh galat nahi lag raha, bilkul sahi. Curiosity badh rahi thi – kitna aur? Usne speed badhayi, climax kareeb, hum dono ek saath pahunche – ek burst of ecstasy, jism kampkampa utha, saansein ruk gayi phir tez ho gayi.
Hum let gaye, ek doosre se lipte hue, afterglow mein. Uski ungliyan mere baalon mein, mera chehra uske gala pe. “Rahul… yeh…” woh boli, lekin poora nahi. Mainne kiss kiya uske forehead pe, “Shhh bhabhi, secret rahega.” Suddenly lift hilne lagi zor se, light full on, door khulne laga. Control room ki awaaz: “Koi hai andar? Safe ho?”
Hum jaldi se kapde theek kiye, dupatta uthaya, chehre pe normal expression. Door khula, building waale khade the. Neha bhabhi ne smile kiya unhe, “Haan, bas phas gaye the.” Main bahar nikla, usey dekha – aankhon mein ek nayi chamak, promise sa. Lift band hua, woh upar gayi 405 pe. Main neeche, lekin dil mein soch: yeh khatam nahi, shuruaat hai. Kal balcony pe chai… shayad saath?