Garmi ki dopahar thi. Poora ghar sunsaan tha kyunki Sahab kaam se bahar gaye hue thhe. Ritu, jo ki 35 saal ki ek bhari hui badan wali sundar malkin thi, kitchen mein khadi fridge se thanda paani nikaal rahi thi.

​Usne ek patli, laal rang ki chiffon saree pehni thi. Garmi itni thi ki Ritu ne andar bra nahi pehni thi, aur pasine ki wajah se uski saree uski peeth aur uske bade-bade chuchiyon (breasts) se chipak gayi thi. Uska gora badan pasine mein naha raha tha.

​Tabhi, 60 saal ka budhha naukar, Gajadhar, kitchen ke darwaze par aakar khada ho gaya. Gajadhar ke baal aur daadhi safed thhe, lekin uski aankhon mein abhi bhi ek bhookhe sher jaisi hawas thi. Usne sirf ek purani banyan aur ghutno tak ki lungi pehni thi.

​Gajadhar ki nazar seedha Ritu ki nangi kamar aur uske gehre cleavage par thi jo jhukne ki wajah se saaf dikh raha tha.

​"Malkin... paani milega?" Gajadhar ki awaaz bhari aur kaamp rahi thi.

​Ritu palti. Usne dekha ki Gajadhar use kitni besharmi se ghoor raha hai. Usne apna pallu sambhaalne ki jagah aur thoda dheela kar diya.

​"Gajadhar... itni garmi mein itna kaam? Andar aa jao," Ritu ne apni raseeli aankhon se use dekhte hue kaha.

​Gajadhar andar aaya. Uske jism se mitti aur mardana pasine ki ek ajeeb si mehak aa rahi thi jo Ritu ko andar hi andar pagal kar rahi thi. Ritu ne thande paani ka glass badhaya, lekin Gajadhar ne glass ke saath-saath Ritu ki narm aur gori ungliyon ko bhi zor se dabaya.

​Ritu ne haath peeche nahi khincha. Balki usne Gajadhar ki aankhon mein aankhein daal kar dekha. Gajadhar ne dekha ki Ritu ki saansein tez ho rahi hain aur uske kapde uske ubhaar (nipples) ke nishan saaf dikha rahe hain.

​"Malkin, aapka badan bahut garam ho raha hai... lagta hai bukhar hai," Gajadhar ne dheere se kaha aur apna khura-dura haath Ritu ke gale par rakh diya.

​Ritu ne ek thandi aah bhari, "Ahhh... Gajadhar... toh thik kar do na mujhe."