Bhabhi ji ghar par hai – Part 1

Bhabhi ji ghar par hai

Zahir and his lustful secret life

“Hey, you’re early,” Rohan called out to the figure approaching his apartment door.

“Just grabbing some files,” she replied, her voice sweet and casual. “Thought I’d drop by before you leave for the office.”

The figure at the door was Pooja, Rohan’s neighbor and the woman who had captured the imagination of every man in the building, including his own. With her husband often working late, she had become a frequent, if not entirely welcome, presence in his life. Her visits were innocent enough – a cup of sugar here, a chat about the latest TV shows there – but Rohan couldn’t shake the feeling that she was testing the boundaries of their friendship. And today, with the way she looked, dressed in a fitted blouse and a pencil skirt that accentuated her curves, he knew it wasn’t going to be a simple exchange of pleasantries.

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