Part:1
Chapter 1: A Mysterious Call
The mobile's insistent ring jolted Pooja from her thoughts. She hesitated for a moment, unsure of answering an unknown number. Curiosity mingled with apprehension as she finally picked up the call. "Hello?" she said, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
"Namaste, Madam! Munna bhai bol raha hun," a deep voice spoke in Hindi, the words carrying an air of urgency.
Pooja's heart raced, her mind struggling to process the unexpected turn of events. "Munna bhai? Kaun?" she stammered, hoping to find clarity amidst the confusion.
"Aapki ek important booking hai, parso Hotel Renaissance mein. Ye Powai ka ek five-star hotel hai. Ek NRI client hai, use ek Indian shadi shuda aurat chahiye. Bina fail tayyar raha parso," Munna bhai commanded, leaving no room for questions or permission.
Pooja's heart sank as she realized the gravity of the situation. The call was not meant for her, but for a different Pooja - someone who was involved in something she could never imagine being a part of. Fear gripped her, making it difficult to find the words to clarify the misunderstanding. She was too scared to correct Munna bhai, unsure of the potential consequences of this mysterious connection.
"Munna ji, main... main aisi kaam mein involved nahi hoon. Yeh toh kuch misunderstanding hogi. Aap galat samajh rahe hain," she managed to whisper, her voice barely audible.
"Koi misunderstanding nahi hai, Pooja ji. Aapko taiyar rehna hoga. NRI hai paise bhi achche milenge. Main kal phir tumko call karta hun," Munna's tone grew stern, mistaking her hesitation for reluctance. Pooja pleaded, but her words seemed to fall on deaf ears as the line disconnected abruptly.
Fear gripped her heart, and confusion clouded her mind. She felt paralyzed, unable to shake off the weight of the mysterious call. The name "Munna bhai" evoked a sense of dread within her, and the idea of a client and a hotel rendezvous left her trembling.
Her first instinct was to call Rohan, her husband, and share the unsettling incident with him. But a wave of anxiety washed over her as she thought of his reaction. Rohan worked tirelessly in Oman as an IT specialist, and she didn't want to burden him with her fears. She feared he might worry unnecessarily, and she didn't want to add to his stress.
As the night crept in, Pooja found herself grappling with her emotions, feeling isolated in her distress. The thought of being associated with something so dangerous and unfamiliar left her overwhelmed.
Tonight's call had awakened something within her that she had suppressed for so long. The mere mention of Munna bhai and the mysterious client had her imagination running wild. She was a faithful wife, bound by middle-class values, and had never considered seeking physical intimacy outside her marriage. But tonight, the forbidden temptation began to stir something inside her - hidden desires and fantasies that she had kept locked away.
Lost in her thoughts, Pooja wrestled with her emotions, battling between her devoted loyalty to Rohan and the hidden desires she had buried deep within her. The idea of being desired by a stranger ignited a sense of thrill and guilt within her.
In the quiet of the night, as the moon cast a gentle glow, she allowed her mind to wander to what could have been, had she said yes to Munna bhai's request. The forbidden temptation aroused her, filling her with both excitement and fear.
Lost in her conflicted emotions, Pooja found herself seeking solace in the privacy of her own desires. As the night wore on, she couldn't resist the pull of her hidden cravings any longer. She allowed herself to indulge in the fantasy, seeking a release for the pent-up desires that had been building with each passing day.
Finally, as the rush of emotions subsided, she found her body surrendering to exhaustion, and sleep claimed her. Unbeknownst to her, this mysterious encounter had set her on a path of self-discovery, one that would challenge her loyalty, test her resilience, and awaken a new understanding of her deepest desires
The next morning, Pooja woke up with a heavy heart, feeling guilty for the thoughts that had consumed her the previous night. The intensity of her emotions left her unsettled, and she was determined to firmly say no if Munna bhai called again. She couldn't let herself be lured into something so dangerous and against her moral compass.
Throughout the day, she anxiously waited for Munna bhai's call, but it never came. The absence of the call brought relief, yet it also left her mind wandering back to the mysterious client who desired an Indian married lady. Despite her best efforts to push the thoughts away, they seemed to persist, tugging at her desires like a tempting but forbidden fruit.
As night fell again, she found herself dwelling on the same forbidden fantasies once more. The allure of the unknown and the excitement of the forbidden began to take hold of her thoughts. Her body responded to the vivid images that danced in her mind, and she couldn't resist the arousal that washed over her.
After reaching a moment of vulnerability, she began to explore her thoughts and emotions, confronting the hidden parts of herself that she had kept locked away. She knew that what she was contemplating was risky and could jeopardize everything she held dear - her family, her marriage, and her reputation. Yet, the pull of the forbidden enticed her, making her question the confines of her own desires and what she had suppressed for so long.
In the darkness of the night, she started to understand the root of her desires. The physical distance from her husband had left her yearning for intimacy, and she couldn't ignore the longing she felt. It pained her to imagine her husband enjoying physical intimacy with someone else while she remained deprived.
Her thoughts wavered between justifying her desires and contemplating the potential consequences. She wondered if she could indulge in this adventure just one time, thinking no one would ever find out. She believed she could keep it hidden and protect her family from any hurt or harm.
With each passing moment, the struggle between her loyalty and her desires intensified. She knew she had to make a choice, and it wouldn't be an easy one. The risk was enormous, and she feared the potential consequences of venturing into the unknown. Yet, a part of her couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to embrace her own desires, even if just for a fleeting moment.
As she drifted off to sleep that night, a seed of uncertainty was planted within her, and she knew that the battle between her loyalty and her desires was far from over. Little did she know that this internal struggle would shape her future in ways she could never hav
As Pooja got ready for what she had determined would be a one-time encounter, her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts about the risks involved.
Pooja called Munna bhai to inform him of her decision, trying to keep her nerves in check. "Um, Munna bhai, I've thought about it, and I'm willing to meet the client," she said, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
Munna bhai responded, "Great decision, Pooja ji. The client is looking forward to your company from 3 pm to 8 pm. You'll have a few hours of interaction."
