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Raat 11.30 baje. Sobai barite ghumiye poreche. Kintu chitra’r kichute’e jeno aaj ghum aschilo na. Ektu age Amit k ekbar try korechilo, but or cell ta off pelo. Kichu’e bhalo lagchilo na chitra’r. Amit chitra’r boy friend. Kintu chitra feel korchilo Amit keno jani na but last few days dhore ok patta dichhilo na. Dekha kora to dure thak, thik moto phone’e o katha bolchilo na. Ei sob bhabte bhabte ektu ektu chitra’r ektu ektu chok ta lege elo. Hotat kore cell ta beje uthlo, o bhablo hoito amit phone koreche, but onno dik diye ekta gombhir bolistho purushali awaz bheshe elo. “Hello Madam, K Bolchen jante pari. Actually ami ekta missed call pai ei number theke”. Chitra ekbar bhablo wrong number bole phone ta kete dei, but parlo na awaz tar deept’er jonno. Se katha bariye bollo “k bolchen?” Oi pash theke uttor pelo “Ami Rajib Mukherjee bolchi”. Sotti katha bolte ki jemon bhalo awaz, temon’e bhalo tar katha bolar bhongi. Chitra nije’r ghar’e dosh ta niye bollo, “tobe hoito onno kono number dial korte giye apnar number ta dial hoye geche, so sorry.” Jodio se jane se konodin ei number ta dial kore ni. Kintu majhe majhe manush obostha’r chap’e pore mithha katha bole fele. Chitra ei bole bhablo phone ta rekhe debe, but onno dik theke bollo “Thik ache, jokhon worng number hoye’e geche, tokhon hok’e na khanikhhon katha!” Chitra’r o besh bhalo lagchilo, tai chot kore se’o raji hoye gelo. Eke opor’er introduction r aro nana formal katha bolte bolte prai 45 minutes chollo ei conversation ta. Ebar Rajib chitra k ghumate bole phone rakha’r permission chailo. But tar age ishara’e jene nilo pore se jodi chitra k phone kore tobe se kono apotti korbe kina. Chitra’o chalak meye, se o onno katha’r modhhe diye bujhiye dilo tar kono apotti nei.

Porer din chitra’r office’e khub chap chilo. Eke month end’er pressure, tar opor kichu foreign delegates esechilo office’e. Tader samne khub khete kaaj korte hoyeche. Majhe ekbar amit’er sathe katha hoyechilo lunch time’e. Amit bollo aaj raat 8 pm’er por theke ok r phone na korte, karon or ekta boss der sathe meeting ache. Tarpor dinner party. Sondhya 7 tar somoy chitra jokhon office theke ber hoye exide’er samne metro station’er dike egochhilo, tokhon or sorir ta r cholchilo na. Er por metor kore bari jete hobe, tarpor abar tollygunge’e neme auto’r line’er jonno chutochuti. R majhe kichu osobbo obadhyyo lok er phake or sorir’er nanan gopon ongo te haat debe. Or ahankar niye chinimini khelbe. Chitra’r onek din’er ichha Amit or sathe emni koruk, but 3yrs’er relation’e ei sob to onek dur, ekdin bhalo kore chumu’o khai ni. Kichu jigyasha korle khali bole ei sob bhalo jinish noi. Ei sob thak na biye’r por’er jonno. Emni te chitra’r ektu sexual urge ta besi, but seta se prokash korte khub bhoi pai. Ei sob bhabte bhabte kokhon tollygunge station’e train ta dhuke geche, seta se ter’e pai ni. Se daur suru korlo. Tarpor jotha riti sei same routine, sorir niye khela r auto’r line……..

Bari phitre se dekhlo barite kew nei. Fridge’er gaye maa ekta sticking pad’e likhe geche j ora ektu pisi’r bari geche, phirte raat hobe, Chitra jeno dinner kore nei. Ek rash hotasha chitra k ghire dhorlo. Ki korbe ekhon se, ki kore katabe eto ta somoy. Tar opor power cut. Dhire dhire chitra dress change kore bathroom’e dhukbe, emon somoy cell ta beje uthlo, chitra phone ta dhora te onno pash theke Rajib’er awaz bheshe elo. Awaz ta sune Chitra’r sara sorir diye ekta current boye gelo. Khub bhalo laglo phone ta peye, ontoto kichu somoy to kete jabe golpo korte korte. Oi pash theke Rajib bollo “Madam, asha kori apnake ei somoy phone kore disturb korlam na?”. Chitra bollo “Na na, its perfectly all right. Ami ei matro office theke phirlam, ekhon ami free bolte paren.” Ki kore njani na, but oi tuku conversation’e e Rajib bujhe gelo Chitra may b tired, tai o bollo “Chitra, apni age change kore ekta refereshing bath nin, ami na hoi ektu pore phone korbo. Snan kore asha’r porer santo snigdho Chitra’r sathe katha bolte amar besi bhalo lagbe.” Ei katha guli sune Chitra’r sob lomkup guli khara hoye gelo. Se bhablo phone’er onno dike se ekdom bibostro, bhagghish Rajib eta ter pai ni. Ter pele j ki hoto, k jane. Se 30 minutes’er break cheye niye chot kore chan’e dhuklo. Ekhon tar mon onek ta bhalo, se chan korte korte ekta gaan gaite laglo. Cnan kore ese Chitra dekhlo current ese geche, se nijer ghar’er dim light ta jalale towel ta khule ekta stool niye dressing table’er samne boslo, ekhon tar sorir’e kono jama kapor’o nei. Emon ki aaj tarahura te bathroom’e bra panty tao niye jete bhule giyechilo. Mirror’er samne bose se bhalo kore nijeke dekhte laglo. Ekbar pichon phire confirm kore nilo janala ta bandho ache kina. Nije k bhalo kore dekhte dekhte se feel korlo tar ektu fat develop koreche, pet r buk’er niche. Onekdin hoye gelo, bari te sobai thaka’r dorun se nije’r ghar’e porjonto jama kapor puro khule thakte pare na. Besh bhalo laglo tar onubhuti ta. Khub ichha korlo ektu sajte. Ekta patla pink rang’er nighty porlo se. Sathe ektu cologne lagalo. Hotat kore cell ta beje uthlo, bujhlo rajib’er phone. Receive korar sathe sathe Rajib bole uthlo “O madam, apar sob kaaj kormo asha kori complete! Jama kapor pore asha kori fresh hoye bose porechen bichana te.” Katha ta sune Chitra’r ektu raag’e holo, keno Rajib take bollo jama kapor poreche kina! Eta to tar khub personal byaper, rajib k keno se bolte jabe. Hoito rajib’o seta bujhte perechilo, tai sathe sathe ekta sorry bole dilo. Omni Chitra’r byaper ta besh bhalo laglo. Suru holo oder conversation. Rajib’er kach theke jante parlo o baba maa’r ek matro chele. Ekhon o ekta MNC te accounts manager. Gari bari sob’e ache. Thake Golf Green’e. Gari thakle’o metro te jatayat korte prefer kore. Karon se lok der sathe miste bhalobase. Aaj’o se by chance same metro te chilo, jeta te chitra eseche. Chitra bhablo dekha hoini bhalo’e hoyeche, aaj tar mood ta bhalo chilo na. By chance dekha hole se thik kore katha’o bolto na. Ei bhabe onekkhon katha bolar pore k somoy kheyal holo prai 10 ta baje. Chitra dekhlo ektu barabari hoye jachhe, tai se Rajib k Bole phone ta rekhe dilo. Jodio phone rakha’r por tar kono kaaj chilo na korar moto, but o chaichilo na byaper take eto besi kore gurutto dite. Phone rekhe se suye suye Rajib r Amit’er modhhe compare korte laglo. Amit, thake North kolkata’te r Rajib South’e Chitra’r kacha kachi’e thake. Rajib’er sathe ei dui din katha bole Chitra bujhte parchilo j or r Rajib’er mon’er onek mil. Whereas, Amit typical North Kolkata’r mentality niye thakte pochondo kore, eto din’er relation, but tar modhhe ekdin’o 15minutes’er besi pjone’e katha bole ni. Onno dike Rajib’er sathe ekta wrong number’er subade tar prai 2.30 hours katha hoyeche.

Ei bhabe’e cholchilo Chitra’r din, Amit’er ignorance r Rajib’er phone calls. Er modhhe ekdin sonibar Rajib abdar kore meet korar jonno. Chitra prothom’e raji hochhilo na, but Rajib thik katha’r phak’e raji koriye chare. Thik hoi ekta Sunday ora meet korbe near Tollygunge metro station, okhane giye decide korbe kothai jawa jai. Din ta krome egiye aste laglo r Chitra’r chanchalo tab ere jete laglo. K ei Rajib, kemon dekhte, k jane.

Ese gelo sunday. Thik hoechilo 4pm’e dekha korbe. Chitra khub ekta western outfit pore na. Ok saree porle khub bhalo lage. Tai se thik korlo ekta tant’er saree porbe r sathe kichu ethnic terracotta ornaments. 3.30 nagad bari theke ber hoye ekta taxi niye Chitra metro station’e pouchalo at 3.50 pm’e. Jaiga tate besh kichu lokjon chilo, but o bujhte parchilo na or modhhe kew Rajib kina. O kichukhhon dariye thakte thakte dekhlo or dike ekta chele egiye asche, kache ese se o Chitra kina jigyasha kore confirm korlo j o e Rajib. Rajib k dekhe chitra’r besh bhalo’e laglo. Rajib ekta sky blue jeans r ekta black t-shirt poreche. Or height prai 6’. Jodi’o chitra’r height 5’ 6”, kintu tao o Rajib’er pase onek bete feel korchilo. Rajib’er overall physique ta besh bhalo, wide shoulder n chest r tar opor ek rash lom or chest take aro besi attractive kore tuleche. Rajib bollo o gari eneche, tai gari te’e kothao giye bose golpo kora jak, onek kichu’r por thik holo nalban’er pase superbowl’e jawa hobe. Gari te jete jete sarakhhon Rajib nana hasi’r katha bole Chitra k khub hasalo, Haste haste chitra’r pet prai betha hoye geche. Ermodhhe abar se Chitra’r kach theke cigarette khabar permission niye nei. Chitra’o apotti kore ni, karon cigarette’er tobacco’r pora smell ta tar’o khub bhalo lage.gari te Rajib’er pase bose jete jete or besh bhalo’e lagchilo. Gari ta Hyundai accent. Spacious n comfortable. Dekhte dekhte pouche gele ora, superbowl’e. Ekta table nilo side kore. Rajib kichu soft drinks order dilo r sathe pastry. Prai 3 hours ora super bowl’e thaka kalin Rajib ok ki bhabe bowling korte hoi, sekhelo. Er age Chitra konodin bowling kore ni. Tai Rajib’er help nite holo, Rajib jokhon Chitra k dekhachhilo, tokhon oder dujon’er sorir eke opor k sporsho korchilo. Prothom’e Chitra’r ektu ossothi hochhilo, but dhire dhire or bhalo lagte suru korlo byaper ta. Roj metro te kono na kono haat or buk pet hips touch kore, kew abar jore tipe dei, but aaj ekjon sudhu take chuye ache ajante. Chitra’r sara sorir obos hoye aschilo touch tate. Hormonal secretion suru hoye giyechilo. Rajib’o byaper ta hoito bujhe giyechilo, tai se o byaper ta upoghog korchilo bowling sekhite sekhite. Oi dike dekhte dekhte oder phire asha’r time hoye jai. Ora super bowl theke beriye parking lot’er dike hatte thake without any words. Rajib car’er lock khule chitra’r jonno dorja khule dei. Parking Lot tate alo ektu kom chilo, sei alo te car’er modhhe Rajib’er sathe sathe boste Chitra’r kemon ekta sensuous feelings hochhilo. Taratari se nije k samle nei, jate Rajib byaper ta bujhte na pare. Car start kore Rajib bypass dhore egote thake.ek somoy gari puoche jai Chitra’r para’te. Oder samne rock’e kichu chele bose thake, tara jodi dekhe Chitra Rajib’er gari theke namche, tobe byaper ta niye para’te khub baje baje katha chorabe. Tai, chitra Rajib k bollo or bari te jete. Rajib prothom’e raji na hole’o, pore raji hoye gelo. Kichukhhon’er modhhe’e Rajib Chitra’r baba-maa’r sathe jomiye adda diye oder besh prio patro hoye uthlo. Ei phak’e Chitra kitchen’e giye sobar jonno groom groom cha, chanachur r biscuit niye elo. Ei sob niye adda emon jomlo j kokhon 10.30 beje gelo, ter’e pawa jai ni. Hotat kore Chitra’r mone holo or cell’e ekta phone eseche. Se taratari dhorte gelo, deklo Amit phone koreche. Saradin’er eto anando’te se literally Amit’er existence ta bhule’e giyechilo. Phone receive korar por Amit ok jigyasha korlo or cell etokhhon out of reach keno chilo? Bollo, o plan baniye phone korar chesta korechilo, but nap eye sob plan cancel kore dei. Khub katha katakati hoi duijon’er phone’e. Chitra jodi o baranda te dariye phone’e katha bolchilo, tao bosar ghar’e bose or baba maa r Rajib khub bhalo kore ter peyechilo oder jhagra. Rajib r boste chailo na. Rajib chole jabar por Chitra gaa haat dhuye fresh hoye suye porlo. Kichu’e khete ichha korchilo na tar. Suye suye se mone korte laglo bikele Rajib’er sathe katano muhurto guli k. Hotat kore ektasms ashe Chitra’r mobile’e. Rajib koreche. Besi kichu noi, just “Thanx for the evening. Khub bhalo legeche amar. Ekhon bhalo kore ghumao.Goodnight Princess”. Pore Chitra’r khub bhalo laglo. Sei sathe sathe Rajib k phone korlo, but Rajib phone ta dhorlo na. Ekta sms kore bollo, aaj katha na bole ektu rest nao. Kaal katha hobe. Chitra r katha na bariye ghumiye porlo.

Porer din office’e lunch korte korte Chitra Amit k phone kore bollo cholo aaj abire giye dinner kori. But Amit jathariti kathiye dilo, khub raag holo chitra’r. Porokhhon’e se Rajib k phone kore. Rajib o lunch korchilo, besh golpo chollo 10 minute dhore. Hotat phone rakha’r age Rajib Chitra k request korlo ek sathe metro te bari phirte, sune Chitra’o ek katha te raji hoye gelo.

Office sesh’e 7.20pm’e Chitra Rabindra Sadan metro sation’e pouche giye dekhe Rajib ashe ni tokhono. Se just Rajib k phone kore status janbe bole cell ta ber korchilo, dekhlo Rajib asche. Khub bhalo laglo Rajib k formal dress’e dekhe.Chitra’r Formal dressed chele der khub bhalo lage. Rajib porechilo ekta light pink self stripped shirt r ekta deep color trouser. Shirt’er haat ta kichu ta gotano chilo bole or boro wrist ta dekha jachhilo. Ek katha te Chitra fida hoye gelo. Thik korlo aaj Rajib’er sathe ektu flirt korbe. But o suru korar age Rajib’e suru kore dilo Chitra’r sathe flirt kora.Chitra aaj ekta lemon yellow Churidaar porechilo. Office’e onek’e ok halo lagchilo bole compliment diyeche, Rajib’o dilo. Ei dress tar sob ‘e thik ache but neck ta ektu beshi deep, cleavage ta onek ta ber hoye thake. Chitra kheyal korchilo j Rajib bar bar or cleavage’er dike dekhchilo. Chitra’r ektu lojja lagchilo, sathe bhalo’o lagchilo. Sathe bhalo’o lagchilo j kew tar figure ta cherish korche. Tollygunge’e metro station’e train ta thamte’e as usual rush suru hoye gelo. But Chitra feel korlo j Rajib ok nijer haat diye agle aral kore gate diye ber kore niye elo. Byaper ta Chitra’r khub bhalo laglo. Ber hoye ora bhelpuri khelo r besh kichukhhon dhore dariye golpo korlo. Er modhhe Rajib’er cell’e or maa’r phone elo. Chitra jante parlo j Rajib’er maa oder rasta te dariye golpo korte dekhechen, r tai chele’r opor adesh hoyeche Chitra k niyeekdin oder barite jete. Oder modhhe thik holo, next Saturday after office Chitra Rajibder bari jabe.

Elo Saturday, office sesh’e metro kore Chitra metro kore Tollygunje’e pouche gelo. Aaj or half day r Rajib’er office Saturday chuti thake. Rajib bolechilo Chitra k metro station theke pickup kore nebe. Station theke ber hoye Rajib k na dekhte pere Chitra ok Phone Korlo. Rajib bollo or ektu jor jor hoyeche, tai ektu jete deri hochhe. Chitra ta sune Rajib k aste baron kore or kach theke or barir address niye or barite pouche jai.

Rajib der bari ta besh boro. Actually duto dui tola bari k ek sathe joint kore ekta bari hoyeche. Oder paser bari ta or jethu’r bari chilo, but jethu ra onno jaigai chole jaw ate ora jethu’r portion ta kine niye ek sathe kore niyeche. Bari te dhuke ekta drawing room, khub sajano guchano. Boro lok’er well furnished bari bolte jai bojhai. Dorja khullo Rajiber maa. Bhadro mahila besh misti, khub taratari apon kore niye golpo korte suru kore dilen. Rajib’er baba thaken South Africa te. Okhane’r ekta company’te civil engineer. Year’e ek bar’e ashen. R maa year’e ekbar jaan. Rajib’o amader add ate ese join korlo. Oder bari’r kaaj’er lok ese onek khabar diye gelo, sathe ek pot cha. Amader khete bole rajib’er maa ektu onno ghar’e gelen. Withing 10 minutes uni phire elen ektu seje guje. Ami jigyasha korate jante parlam aaj onader paser ek bari te ektu pujo’r nimontron ache. Sekhane jete hobe. Amake bollo boste. Uni taratari chole asben. Amra jalkhabar sesh kore terrac’e gelam, karon Rajib ekta cigarette khabe. Terrace tao besh sajano. Onek choto boro gach ache sara terrace jure. Duto barir errace ekta’r sathe onno ta connected with a small iron bridge. Byaper ta besh romantic r cozy. Niche dekhlam Rajib’er maa beriye gelen. Rajib cigarette sesh kore amake or ghar’e niye jai nijer art’er collection dekhanor jonno. Tokhon’e jante parlam Rajib khub bhalo painting kore. Or joto painting dekhchilam toto’e ami or fan hoye jachhilam. Otat kore Rajib amar haat theke album ta niye tar theke kichu chobi soriye dilo. Ami jante chawate o bollo kichu na. But onek jor korate o bollo oi guli female figure drawing. Amake dekhate lojja pachhe o. But ami jor kore oi guli or kach theke niye nilam, dekhte dekhte ami kemon jeno boba hoye gelam. Eto sundor figure drawing, eto bhalo detailing ami age dekhi ni. Ektu lojja’e pelam nije ekta meye hoye ekta chele’r samne eto guli meye’r partially or full naked chobi’r bunch haat’e niye bse thakte. Rajib k jigyasha korlam eto bhalo kore ki kore korle. Rajib bollo o age regular drawing korto r tar sathe onek figure drawing’o koreche. Figure drawing oder course’er ekta part. Ota na korle human figure niye idea hoi na, kothai ki organ ache. Sune amar sara gaye kata diye uthlo. Bujhlam amar jama kapor’er opor diye Rajib bujhte parche amar figure kemon. Obosso amar figure ta ekdom’e fele debar moto noi. Onek’e e takiye thake amar sorir’er dike. Nijeke ektu gutiye, thik thak kore boslam. Seta dekhe Rajib ektu haslo, jante chailo ki holo? Chitra bollo kichu na. Ora kichukhhon chup kore bose poilo kono katha na bole. Hotat Chitra feel korlo kono haat or pith’e kichu korche. Ter pelo Rajib or pit’er opor sursuri dichhe. Chitra’r kichu bolar sokti nei. Tar haat paa obos hoye asche. Dhire dhire Rajib ok nijer kache tene nilo, Chitra samanno badha diye’o nijeke somorpon kore dilo Rajib’er kache.O onek din dhore Amit’er kach theke ja chaito ta aaj or mon bolche puron hoye jabe. Kintu byaper ta je ei rokom bhabe asbe, ta se janto na aaj sokal’e o. Or chokh buje elo aram’e. Dube gelo nibir sukh’e. Bhashiye dilo nijeke rajib’er sathe. Sara gaye rajib’er usno sparsho pete laglo. Rajib or thont’e nijer bhalobasa’e mohor lagiye dilo. Chushe nilo sob thont’er sob rosh. Ebar obadhho bachhar moto khela korte laglo Chitra’r norom untouched buk’er sathe. Dhire dhire salwar’er knot ta khule dilo Rajib r haat baralo or thong’er dike. Keno jani na, but chitra aaj normal panty’r bodol’e thong ta pore esechilo r last Sunday nijeke shave’o korechilo. Tai onek besi poriskar chilo area ta. R tai jonno Chitra’o ektu confident chilo. Se samano badha’o dilo na. Dhire dhire Rajib or sob kichu khule dilo. Ekhon or gaye ekta samanno suto’o nei. Rajib’o nijer t-shirt r trouser khule ekhon Chitra’r samne ekhon sompurno naked. Rajib’er physique khub bhalo, sorir’e kono fat nei, onek ta roman atheletics der moton lagchilo, dekhe Chitra r nije k samlate parlo na. Nijer modhhe ekta adim manush jege uthlo. Utsorgo kore dilo nijer joubon k Rajib’er uddesse. Rajib or Sara sorir’e nijer bhalobasa’r chumban eke dilo. Besh kichukhhon dhore eke opor’er sorir’e gopon ongo niye khelte khelte pouche gelo sondhikhhon’e. Rajib nijer penis ta Chitra’r uncora vagina te dhukiye halka kore ekta chap dilo, Chitra jontronai kende uthlo, kintu poro muhutrte ek onno rokom bhalolaga te abistho hoye gelo. Chitra’r virginity’r chinho Rajib’er bed cover’e lege gelo, kintu tate r tokhon kar kheyal ache. Tara tokhon mete utheche bhalobasa’r adim khela te. Ektu pore Rajib nijer sob rosh Chitra’r ottonto gobhir gohobor’e dhele dilo. Aro kichukhhon dhore ora ei bhabe chilo, but hotat kore niche door bell bajar awaz holo. Rajib bollo “Maa phire elo bodhoi.” Chitra’r ichha korchilo na Rajib k nijer kach theke soriye dite, kintu kono upai chilo na. Dujon’e taratari uthe giye jama kapor pore nilo. Niche giye dekhlo sotti’e Rajib’er maa ese geche. Chitra aro kichukhhon onar sathe golpo korar por ber hobar permission chailo. Rajib’er maa Rajib k bollen egiye diye aste. Dui jon’e rasta te ber hoye kichu ta dur pallyshree’r more giye rickshaw dhorlo. Kichukhhon por Chitra’r bari ese gelo. Etokhhon’e kew karo sathe ekta’o katha to bole’e ni, emon ki kew karo mukh’er dike’o takai ni. Rickshaw theke neme jabar age Chitra sudhu Rajib k Bari asha’r jonno request korlo, kintu Rajib raji holo na. Tai duijon eke opor k bye kore je jar baric hole gelo. Bari phire Chitra snan kore suye porlo. Tar math ate khali ghurchilo aaj bikele’r ghotona ta. Ek dike anando’o hochhilo, onno dike abar khub kharap lagchilo Amit’er jonno. Khali mone hochhilo onek boro bhul kore fello. But porokhhon’e mone hochhilo j Amit mone hoi take aar bhalobase na, ba Amit’er sathe o hoito sara jibon sukhi hoye thakte parbe na oder mentality mismatch’er jonno. Se sathe sathe Amit k phone korlo. Jatha riti opas theke Amit bollo ekhon katha bola sombhab noi. Chitra kichu bolar age phone ta kete dilo Amit. Chitra ebar mind set kore fello j Amit’er sathe somporko ta’r ekhane’e iti tante hobe. Raat’e Amit phone kora te Chitra poriskar kore Amit k sob bole dilo. Chitra infact besh obak’e holo j Amit ei sob katha sona’r por kono react korlo na. Sudhu “Thik ache” bole phone ta disconnect kore dilo. Chitra eto jeno halka’e holo. Ki bhabte bhabte kokhon jeno ghumie porechilo ter pai ni, ghum bhanglo maa’r daak’e. Uthe dekhe baire theke maa dakche khete asha’r jonno. Se uthe chot kore ektu bathroom’e giye chok’e much’e jol diye khete jabar age mobile’e kono phone esechilo kina dekhte giye dekhe 4 te missed call r sob kota’e Rajib’er. Se kichu na kore khete chole gelo. Kheye ese ekbar bhablo Rajib k phone korbe, but ektu jeno lojja’e pelo. Ghar’e light ta off kore kaan’e i-pod ta lagiye Chitra ghumiye porlo.

Porer din Sunday. Ei ekta din Chitra ektu deri kore ghum theke othe. But hotat se sunte pai dorjai maa knock korche. Se taratari uthe dorja khule dekhlo maa’r sathe Rajib’er maa dariye achen. Ektu obak hoye Chitra oder dike takiye roilo. Tarpor nijer jama kapor’er katha mone porate taratari ghar’e dhuke ekta housecoat pore baire elo. Ese dekhe Rajib Chitra’r baba’r sathe bose bose golpo korche r Rajib’er r Chitra’r Maa as usual Ranna ghar’e jol khabar korte korte meyeli golpo korche. Chitra k dekhe Rajib’er maa egiye elen. Chitra kichu bolar age uni’e bole uthlen, “Aye misti meye, amar ei boka chele ta toke boddo bhalobese feleche. Biye korbi ok?”. Chitra’r paye’r nich theke mati sore jete laglo ananda’te. Se lojja peye ranna ghar’e dhuke gelo r maa k joriye dhorlo. Er por jolkhabar khete khete Rajib ekbar Chitra’r dike aar chok’e takiye sudhu ishara te or mot jante chailo. Chitra’o chok’er isara te’e bujhiye dilo o raji. Kichukhhon por Rajib or maa k niye chole gelo.

Er 4 maas bade Rajib’er baba South Africa theke phirle oder biye’r jonno. Ei majhe’r 4 maas ora life’e joto anando korte para jai sob korlo. Rajib er modhhe Chitra’r ekta figure drawing korechilo 4 hours dhore. R tar phake majhe modhhe dui jon’e ektu dustumi’o korechilo.

Jai hok, ekhon ora happily married. Chitra ekhon ager chakri ta chere aro boro ekta company’te join koreche jar office abar by chance Rajib’er office’er same building’e. Ekhon ora ek sathe office jawa asha kore. Rajib konodin’o Chitra’r independence’e badha dei ni abar Chitra’o konodin Rajib’k or kono bandhobi niye nekamo kore ni. Ekhon ora eke opor’er bondhu k nije der bondhu kore niyeche.

Ebar bolun bondhu ra, apnader golpo ta kemon laglo. Jodi paren tobe plz plz ek line’er reply diye deben ja amake aro bhalo bhalo golpo likhte inspire korbe. Amar mail id

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Doc's Complex 05 - What's Wrong With Fantasies by Lee Most Copyright 2012 by Lee Most -------------------------------------------------------------- Doc's Complex 05 - What's Wrong With Fantasies For several seconds after the robot's metal feet clanged off into the distance, everyone was afraid to move. Someone, one of the dozen tall blonds with shoulder-length straight hair, finally went to the doorway, quietly moving on tiptoe, and looked out. She looked both ways, and turning...

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Wrongly Accused

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Sitting at the bar one evening Brian was bored but as horny as hell. The place wasn’t exactly pumping and the few guys that were there weren’t registering anything above four on his lust-o-meter. He had formerly been to bed with two of the men milling about, but those encounters had been infinitely forgettable.Lifting his glass he sipped the last bit of wine before putting the empty glass back on the table. He looked at his watch and contemplated leaving. Brian’s cock then twitched, giving him...

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Number. My phone chimes to alert me that I have a text message. Checking it I see its from Belinda who disappeared some time ago into the bath leaving me alone in the living room with our Daughter Holly, snuggled up watching T.V. I open the message and it simply says 'I need your help.' Gently disengaging myself from Holly I climb out from under the blanket we are sharing and wrap it back down around her and head into the bathroom thinking that she wanted her back scrubbed. This is...

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