Vijim…!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
24 prill 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Sot do te shkoja tek ajo gruaja\nn\u00eb Marusi. Nd\u00ebrsa b\u00ebhesha gati, po imagjinoja mbr\u00ebmjen. Ishte hera e par\u00eb q\u00eb\nb\u00ebhesha surpriza e dikujt. \u00c7\u2019do t\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte burri kur t\u00eb m\u00eb prezantonte e\nshoqja? Po shikoja veten time n\u00eb pasqyr\u00eb. Po m\u00eb p\u00eblqente vetja. Edhe pse vitet\nkalonin, ato nuk m\u00eb kishin l\u00ebn\u00eb shenja. Pas pak, duhet te shkoja te parukierja.\nKisha l\u00ebn\u00eb takim. Isha n\u00eb m\u00ebdyshje: T\u2019i shkurtoja flok\u00ebt apo jo? Kisha par\u00eb nje\nmodel t\u00eb shkurter q\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqente shum\u00eb, por ngurroja. Kurr\u00eb nuk i kisha mbajtur\nflok\u00ebt t\u00eb shkurtra\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dy or\u00eb te parukierja m\u00eb b\u00ebn\u00eb\nshum\u00eb mire. Ndjehesha ndryshe. Edhe hapin e madh e hodha. Per her\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00eb n\u00eb\njet\u00ebn time, i preva flok\u00ebt e shkurtra. E shihja veten n\u00eb pasqyr\u00eb dhe m\u00eb\np\u00eblqente. \u201cKu kisha qen\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb? Kisha humbur kot\u2026\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Me zonj\u00ebn e kisha l\u00ebn\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb\nshkoja atje n\u00eb or\u00ebt e nat\u00ebs, t\u00eb rrija pak n\u00eb fest\u00eb e pastaj t\u00eb shkoja m\u00eb burrin\ne saj\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n P\u00ebr dit\u00eblindje, ishin mbledhur\nshum\u00eb njer\u00ebz. Ajo kishte organizuar nj\u00eb tip koktejli me gj\u00ebra t\u00eb mrekullueshme\np\u00ebr t\u00eb ngr\u00ebn\u00eb. Kishte gjith\u00e7ka, q\u00eb nga mishi i pjekur, qoftet e sallamrat e\nderi te sushit japoneze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Zonja m\u00eb prezantoi me burrin dhe\nme disa njer\u00ebz t\u00eb tjer\u00eb. I shoqi i saj ishte nj\u00eb burr\u00eb mbi t\u00eb gjasht\u00ebdhjetat, i\nshkurt\u00ebr, i dob\u00ebt e me flok\u00eb t\u00eb r\u00ebna. Flok\u00ebt i kishte krehur anash p\u00ebr t\u00eb\nmbuluar disi pjes\u00ebn e r\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb flok\u00ebv\u00eb sip\u00ebr kok\u00ebs\u2026 Dukej q\u00eb p\u00ebrdorte ato\nkremrat q\u00eb kan\u00eb dal\u00eb tani p\u00ebr burrat, sepse nuk kishte asnj\u00eb thinj\u00eb. Nuk munda\nt\u00eb flas gjat\u00eb me t\u00eb sepse u afrua drejt nesh nj\u00eb burr\u00eb i gjat\u00eb e shum\u00eb i\npash\u00ebm, t\u00eb cilit burri i zonj\u00ebs i kushtoi gjith\u00eb v\u00ebmendjen. Ai ishte deputet i\nNeo Demokracias q\u00eb dilte shum\u00eb shpesh ne televizor\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Festa vazhdoi deri von\u00eb. Un\u00eb\nndenja deri n\u00eb fund me zonj\u00ebn q\u00eb m\u00eb prezantoi si shoqen e saj. N\u00eb fund, ran\u00eb t\u00eb\nflinin edhe sh\u00ebrb\u00ebtor\u00ebt, t\u00eb cil\u00ebt do t\u00eb merreshin me sht\u00ebpin\u00eb nes\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHajde ngjitemi sip\u00ebr tani\u201d, tha\nzonja duke me terhequr nga dora n\u00eb katin e dyt\u00eb t\u00eb vil\u00ebs ku, si\u00e7 duket, kishin\ndhomat e gjumit. Hapi nj\u00eb der\u00eb dhe m\u00eb drejtoi nga nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb e madhe, n\u00eb mes t\u00eb\ns\u00eb ciles ndodhej nj\u00eb krevat dopio. Me sa duket, p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb njer\u00ebzve t\u00eb shumt\u00eb\nq\u00eb ishin mbledhur n\u00eb fest\u00eb, ajo e kishte anulluar iden\u00eb e daljes sime nga\ntorta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n U zhvesha vet\u00ebm me t\u00eb brendshmet\ndhe po prisja e qet\u00eb t\u00eb vinte ai. Nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb po prisja, i hodha nj\u00eb sy dhom\u00ebs.\nIshte nj\u00eb dhome e rregulluar bukur, ku mbizot\u00ebronte ngjyra e kuqe e err\u00ebt.\nGjith\u00e7ka kishte at\u00eb ngjyr\u00eb, edhe mobiljet, edhe shtresat e krevatit, edhe\npikturat n\u00eb mure\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mbi komodin\u00eb ndodhej nj\u00eb lib\u00ebr.\nIshte libri i fundit i Dan Braunit. Nga sirtari paksa i hapur i komodines dukej\nnje kuti me perzevativ\u00eb. Hapa sirtarin dhe syt\u00eb m\u00eb zun\u00eb edhe ca tableta blu. E\ndija se \u00e7\u2019ishin, i kisha par\u00eb edhe m\u00eb par\u00eb kokrrat blu t\u00eb Viagr\u00ebs, ve\u00e7se m\u00eb\nkapte nj\u00eb frik\u00eb sa her\u00eb i shihja, sepse m\u00eb kujtohej nj\u00eb klienti im nj\u00ebher\u00eb, kur\nsapo kisha filluar pun\u00eb, q\u00eb, pasi kishte pir\u00eb kokrr\u00ebn e famshme, desh m\u00eb kishte\nngelur p\u00ebrsip\u00ebr, sepse e kishin z\u00ebn\u00eb dhimbjet e forta t\u00eb zemr\u00ebs. M\u2019u desh t\u2019i\ntelefonoja urgjenc\u00ebs q\u00eb t\u00eb shp\u00ebtonte… E mbylla sirtarin me shpres\u00eb q\u00eb ky i\ntanishmi t\u00eb mos vuante nga zemra\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n U hap dera dhe ai hyri brenda.\nDukej i lodhur. Nuk kishte m\u00eb mosh\u00eb ndoshta p\u00ebr t\u00eb ndenjur n\u00ebp\u00ebr festa deri n\u00eb\nagim. Nga syt\u00eb e tij e kuptova se donte vet\u00ebm gjum\u00eb dhe \u00e7lodhje.<\/p>\n\n\n\n M\u00eb pa n\u00eb sy e m\u00eb buz\u00ebqeshi\nhidhur, duke n\u00ebnqeshur. Nuk e mora vesh \u00e7\u2019donte t\u00eb thoshte me at\u00eb n\u00ebnqeshje.\nMegjithat\u00eb, pa i folur, u zhvesha dhe u shtriva n\u00eb shtrat. Edhe ai u zhvesh dhe\nu shtri pran\u00eb meje. M\u2019u afrua dhe m\u00eb futi kok\u00ebn n\u00eb gjoks, por si\u00e7 duket, u ndje\naq mir\u00eb dhe aq rehat, sa e zuri gjumi aty, n\u00eb gjoksin tim. E mbajta pak ashtu\nduke e par\u00eb me keqardhje. Surpriza kishte vajtur d\u00ebm…<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nuk dija \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb b\u00ebja. Megjithat\u00eb,\nzonja m\u00eb kishte paguar p\u00ebr t\u00ebr\u00eb nat\u00ebn dhe un\u00eb duhet t\u00eb rrija n\u00eb shtrat me t\u00eb.\nMbase pas pak do t\u00eb zgjohej dhe do t\u00eb kishte qejf t\u00eb b\u00ebnte seks, ku i dihet. Ca\nburra kan\u00eb qejf ta b\u00ebjn\u00eb n\u00eb mes t\u00eb nat\u00ebs, kur partnerja fle, ca n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Pas pak u ngrita dhe dola nga\ndhoma p\u00ebr t\u00eb vajtur n\u00eb banjo. N\u00eb gjith\u00eb at\u00eb sht\u00ebpi t\u00eb madhe, hajde t\u00eb gjeje\nbanjon. Kisha dal\u00eb ashtu, lakuriq, me mendimin se tani t\u00eb gjith\u00eb flinin dhe\nsh\u00ebtisja pa teklif n\u00ebp\u00ebr sht\u00ebpi, sikur t\u00eb ishte imja. Papritur, ndalova para\nder\u00ebs pak t\u00eb hapur t\u00eb nj\u00eb dhome, nga vinte nj\u00eb drit\u00eb e mpak\u00ebt dhe e but\u00eb. Ishte\nnj\u00eb dhom\u00eb gjumi dhe n\u00eb shtratin e madh pash\u00eb zonj\u00ebn, q\u00eb ishte shtrir\u00eb dhe po\nr\u00ebnkonte. Ishte e zhveshur dhe midis k\u00ebmb\u00ebve t\u00eb saj kishte futur kok\u00ebn nj\u00eb\ndjal\u00eb zeshkan dhe i fuqish\u00ebm. E kisha par\u00eb at\u00eb djal\u00eb edhe gjat\u00eb mbr\u00ebmjes, madje\nedhe kisha folur me t\u00eb. Mbaj mend q\u00eb fol\u00ebm pak se menj\u00ebher\u00eb erdhi zonja dhe e\nmori me vete. Me sa duket, ishte frikesuar nga un\u00eb e ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb xheloze\u2026 Nuk\nishte i keq si mashkull, jo. Kishte shije zonja!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ajo kishte mbyllur syt\u00eb nga\nk\u00ebnaq\u00ebsia dhe nuk shihte se \u00e7\u2019b\u00ebhej rrotull saj. Ajo sken\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqeu dhe po\nvazhdoja t\u00eb shihja, kur zonja hapi syt\u00eb dhe drejtoi v\u00ebshtrimin nga un\u00eb. Nuk\nb\u00ebrtiti, nuk tha asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb, por m\u00eb ftoi t\u00eb afrohesha. E kuptova se \u00e7\u2019donte\nprej meje. U afrova edhe un\u00eb aty dhe fillova t\u2019i p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelja leht\u00eb thithkat,\nnd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb po e puthja, duke ia futur gjuh\u00ebn n\u00eb goj\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n R\u00ebnkimet e saj u shtuan, dukej q\u00eb\npo i p\u00eblqente. N\u00eb momentin q\u00eb po arrinte orgazm\u00ebn ajo ia dha nj\u00eb klithme t\u00eb\nleht\u00eb dhe pastaj trupi iu \u00e7tendos e u l\u00ebshua n\u00eb shtrat. Djali ngriti koh\u00ebn\nandej nga e kishte futur dhe po m\u00eb shihte mua, me habi, por edhe me d\u00ebshir\u00eb.\nM\u2019u desh t\u2019ia plot\u00ebsoja d\u00ebshir\u00ebn. N\u00eb fund t\u00eb fundit, kjo ishte detyra ime, p\u00ebr\nt\u00eb cil\u00ebn isha paguar. Pastaj, m\u00eb mir\u00eb me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb t\u00eb ri, sesa me nj\u00eb burr\u00eb\nplak. U shtriva aty af\u00ebr dhe ai filloi t\u00eb b\u00ebnte seks me mua, nd\u00ebrsa zonja aty\npran\u00eb po shihte me d\u00ebshir\u00eb. \u201cIk tani te plaku im m\u00eb, se un\u00eb dua t\u00eb fle me\ndjalin\u201d, m\u00eb tha ajo duke qeshur\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n U ngrita dhe vajta te plakushi. Ai po flinte i qet\u00eb si nj\u00eb qengj dhe k\u00ebshtu fjeti gjith\u00eb nat\u00ebn. N\u00eb m\u00ebngjes, un\u00eb u ngrita para tij dhe, pasi mora parat\u00eb nga zonja, dola. \u201cHej, thash\u00eb me vete rrug\u00ebs, kush kishte dit\u00eblindjen e kush e festoi!\u201d dhe qeshja me vete n\u00eb sedilje, nd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb q\u00eb shoferi m\u00eb shihte me habi dhe kureshtje p\u00ebr t\u00eb marr\u00eb vesh shkakun e t\u00eb qeshur\u00ebs sime… <\/p>\n\n\n\n Vijon…!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Vijim…! 24 prill 2010 Sot do te shkoja tek ajo gruaja n\u00eb Marusi. Nd\u00ebrsa b\u00ebhesha gati, po imagjinoja mbr\u00ebmjen. Ishte hera e par\u00eb q\u00eb b\u00ebhesha surpriza e dikujt. \u00c7\u2019do t\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte burri kur t\u00eb m\u00eb prezantonte e shoqja? Po shikoja veten time n\u00eb pasqyr\u00eb. Po m\u00eb p\u00eblqente vetja. 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