It was a cold winter night when the silence of the Shekhawat Villa was broken by the sound of the door bell. The newly married lady of the house rushed towards the door, clutching her saree in one hand for preventing herself from falling. She was all alone in the Shekhawat Villa as her father-in-law was at hospital undergoing a special treatment to get away from the clutches of alcohol, her mother-in-law as usual was busy out of town, her husband dearest was out of scene from the morning and the servants of the house were granted a paid leave by her husband who wanted her not to get bored by sitting idle. Sanyukta opened the door and saw a drenched figure enter, stumbling on his steps. She could recognise the person to be her husband Mr. Randhir Singh Shekhawat, the top student of FITE, who she loathed with all her heart. She closed the door and helped Randhir to walk properly, while doing so she could figure out that he was drunk. Her mind screamed 'Hell !!! This guy is also a drunkard, no way please bhagwanji aisa galti se hua ho'. Just as she opened the door of Randhir's room, lights went out. She made her way inside the dark room and made Randhir sit on the bed. She rushed towards the kitchen in the dark and lit some candles. She kept a candle on the kitchen platform and took the other to Randhir's room. She kept the candle near the bedlamp and was about to leave when Randhir tugged her hand and made her crash on his chest. He turned her so that her back faced his face and said 'Why are you in a hurry to leave ? ' . Sanyukta remained numb. Randhir lowered his face and whispered behind her ears 'Hmmm...... ??' . Sanyukta could feel his warm breath on her bare skin as she was wearing a deep neck blouse. She didn't know what to say but some how she said 'Its......late...I think you....you should go to sleep. Randhir smiling seductively whispered 'Mera paas ana pasand nahi ? ' . This time his hand shifted from her wrist to her bare belly beneath her saree. He tightened his clutch on her soft skin and pulled her closer. His hands moved to her back, he moved her open hair to one side. His eyes fell on her blouse knot and he yanked it open..........,
-To Be Continued
