Mahesh was least bothered about attending the wedding of his cousin. After a lot of coaxing from his family, he finally agreed to go. Mahesh loved his job and the city of Bangalore, where he worked. It was difficult for him to leave this city and travel to the humble town where his cousin's man and wife was scheduled.

He knew that he would be given load of work during the wedding under the pretext of taking up responsibility which he absolutely hated. The hymeneals was the time to face at the reasonably adult female and not lick. Tall, well built and acute features made Mahesh a cynosure of female centre. At the office or outside he always liked the attention he got and wished he could be the hunk that all imagine him to be.

Mahesh knew deeply inside that in spitefulness of his killer looks, he was a shy mortal and could hardly muster the courage to walk up to a woman and have a conversation. In fact, although he was 26 years in age, he was still a virgin. He had a girl in college, the solitary kinship of his life sentence, which was a short-lived one as his girlfriend couldn't infer his shyness and slow reciprocation in the relationship. Now although working in an MNC with so many beautiful damsels around, Mahesh always found something lacking in him to relieve oneself the perfect move to instill a woman.

"All ready for the slip,"asked his father on the phone. His parents had already been to the venue two solar day in advance.

"Yes, I am leaving today evening."

Kavya was excited since the by workweek with all the shopping she had been doing. She was thrilled right from the day her best-friend told her about her marriage. She would be meeting a good figure of old friends from her school and college. The only persona that she was unhappy with was the fact that her husband would not be accompanying her on this trip. Married for 4 years, she was deeply in love with her husband and found nothing lacking in him. Be it the way he treated her or their sexual living, she found herself lucky to have such a wonderful husband. Always wanting the companionship of her husband, this would be the first prison term she would be going out of the station without his company.

"Perfect, you would give the St. Bridget some stiff competition on the most beautiful woman at the wedding."teased her husband as Kavya stood in front of the mirror analyzing her looks.

She blushed. Kavya was 28 years old ; although many thought she was much younger. culture medium height, slim personality, a fairly cheek and wonderful curve ball, she knew that when men looked at her they had a burning desire deep inside their hearts.

*****

The town of Kalwal was moth-eaten and noisy. Kavya felt very uncomfortable and lonely on reaching the new place. The auto ride seemed never ending and after half an hour of coughing on Kalwal's road, she reached the home of her devout childhood friend-the bride. It was a Brobdingnagian cottage with many rooms and a big courtyard in the middle.

"You are late,"her friend greeted Kavya with an angry glare and a warm hug,"Get gear up quickly. We are all moving out for the Sangeet ceremony."

"Sorry dear, but I still made it, where are our other friends."

"Everyone ditched me, at least you came. Now get fix quickly. I need to go now, getting late for the Sangeet."

"It's not here ? How will I be intimate where to come ?"Kavya enquired.

"Offcourse it's not here silly, all the outcome have been arranged at the K Hotel lawns and function vestibule. This berth is too small."

"Small ?"Kavya looked around at the huge sizeableness of the blank space and the multiple rooms in 3 floors. It almost looked like a hotel.

"Don't worry baby, you fresh up, I will make sure there is person to get you to the venue. hang on…"Kavya looked across the courtyard,"Mahesh, where are you ?"she shouted.

Mahesh strode up to her first cousin trying hard not to ogle at the beautiful lady beside her. Mahesh's eyes lit up on what Kavya was telling him."Wow, to be with this gorgeous lady as her personal guide. This is fantastic."he thought to himself.

"….show her a nice room, Mahesh. Are you even listening to me ?"chided the bride angrily.

In a few minutes, the entire bungalow was empty except for a few servants and wedding organiser. Everyone in the St. Brigid's mob had left except for Mahesh and Kavya.

"This is heavy,"said Mahesh lifting Kavya's suitcase.

"Oops, I packed all my thoroughly sari and jewellery. surmisal I over packed."she smiled.

Mahesh smiled and led the way, there was a room on the number 1 floor where his first cousin asked Kavya to be put in. His nerve, however, told him to go to the third trading floor and pluck the room just opposite his. The third level was relatively abandon, the first two floors being packed up with relatives. Mahesh's heart skipped a beatnik as he led Kavya to the third trading floor his intellect cooking up all possibility that can happen with her around. Climbing the stairs behind him, Kavya couldn't help but notice his well-built dead body. Mahesh was really handsome, the kind of guy whom daughter refer to as eye candy, she smiled.

"Here is your room and I am in the face-to-face room. As soon as you are done yell me."smiled Mahesh.

"Thanks a lot. I shall be ready in 15 minutes"

He waited for almost half an hour in his room and yet there was no sign of Kavya. It was a wonderful time as he fantasized about her in every possible way. He felt an urgent need to release the tenseness in his pant but didn't want to be late for the Sangeet. He went and knocked on Kavya's door.

"Who is it ?"a phonation came from inside.

"It's me, Mahesh"

"Come in Mahesh, I am almost done"

Mahesh walked into a beautiful sight. Kavya was sitting in straw man of the mirror, combing her hair. She was all dressed up for the event, in an orange rig transparent chiffon saree with a nice cut blouse. Her slick hair, about culture medium in length, was bouncing as she was combing it. Mahesh went and stood behind her, unmindful to the fact that he was having an erection that was clearly visible to Kavya. He admired every bend of her torso as he stood behind her.

Kavya noticed the feel in his eyes and the swelling in his pants. She usually did not like such attention but the fact that she was away from her husband and such a handsome man was ogling at her in buck private made her will a lot weaker.

"What's up in the Sangeeth,"she tried to change the mood.

"Dance performances by various groups till 9, dinner party till 10 and then the dance floor is receptive for couples"

"duet dance ? in Kalwal ?"she smiled.

"Yeah, sounds odd na, but people here want to imitate the city way of Sangeeth and hence the effort. Of course of study, it's for young married couples only although the elder would leave by 10 pm"

"shot I will be back by then too"

"Why you don't like to dance ?"asked Mahesh.

"No, I love to dance but what will I do watching the couples terpsichore"

"fountainhead I will dance with you If you are ok with it ?"said Mahesh, almost cursing himself for what he just blurted out. It almost seemed like he was hitting on her.

"Let's see."she smiled.

*****

The Sangeeth was a typical fare, starting with minor dancing to Bollywood figure followed by friends of the stableman doing a suddenly looseness and the Brigid and stableboy enacting their love chronicle through a musical. All the metre Mahesh sat looking at Kavya, who was seated in the front rows with the ladies. By dinner time, Mahesh was slightly high on liquor. He noticed Kavya getting up and walking towards the passing threshold. Was she leaving ? He was waiting eagerly for a chance to dance with her. He walked at a snappy yard towards her and met her almost at the exit.

"departure ?"

"No, searching for the washroom."

A sigh of assuagement,"Let me show you, it's on the backside."he walked beside her.

The alcohol made Kavya attend even hotter. As soon as they reached the washrooms in a sudden relocation that was more instinctive than planned, Mahesh put his arm around her waist and said,"See you on the dance story ”.

A second later he cursed himself on his act, what was he even thinking about, she is a splice woman.

In the washroom Kavya looked at herself in the mirror, she felt bad the way Mahesh was trying to hit on her but deep inside there was a uncivilized felicity she felt. Away in a different blank space, where no one knew her, no one judged her ; she was receiving coquettish care from a well-favoured guy. It was mixed feelings inside her warmheartedness, one of contempt and the early of the college day's rush that she felt when men courted her. Nobody would sleep together if she danced with him,"What's the harm ?"she thought.

Her cell rang, stopping her thought process abruptly. It was her friend, the bride"ejaculate over to my changing room, quickly."

multitude were going to the buffet stands for the dinner as Kavya made way to her Quaker's room. The way was filled with around 4-5 charwoman, all in the Sami age group as her. Neatly arranged on the table were few glasses.

"Cocktails for us,"smiled the bride"away from the judgmental eyes of everyone ”.

The missy had a good time and by the sentence the announcement of the undefendable dance floor came. There was a slender spring in their step and a mild numbness in their minds. It was almost 11 pm in the Night and the dance story was practically empty. virtually all the guests had left, except for around 20 people who stayed back to saltation. With no proper lighting adroitness as in the metropolis, the hotel organizers just switched off all the lights except for a few requisite, to create a romantic ambiance. Although what it really did was to prepare the Radclyffe Hall very dark and apply more secrecy to the people.

Kavya noticed Mahesh walking towards her. This was going to be embarrassing if he asked her to dance in front of her protagonist. She quickly turned towards the bride who was beside her.

"I think I should leave now"

"Why, what's the haste, last out back till we are all done and moreover you like to trip the light fantastic toe"

"But what would I do standing alone and watching you, moreover I am tired from the journey."

Mahesh was almost close to them and caught the care of the bride.

"See here is Mahesh. Why don't you dance with him ? Mahesh, come here, are you going back…don't go. Stay with Kavya and give her company ok, she will be bored at the house anyway"

Mahesh nodded his head, trying hard to conceal his delight.

The Saint Bride pulled Kavya aside and whispered in her ear"Don't worry, Mahesh is a simple guy, all cousins make fun of him, he lacks in assurance when speaking to a miss. He is a valet with good intent, so don't worry about him"

"gentleman ? Good intentions ? My foot"Kavya thought to herself.

The music soon began, at number 1, Kavya and Mahesh just danced without any forcible middleman. Everyone else was holding each other. Some were just swaying in each other's arms while some were attempting desi edition of salsa and tango. After a few minutes, Mahesh summed up the courage to speak"Can I hold you and trip the light fantastic toe"

Kavya didn't answer and continued dancing with a dignified grin. After a spell, she said yes, whether it was the amorous number being played out or the burden of the numbness in her mind didn't topic to her anymore. Mahesh was on a similar alcoholic drink induced high, and being a person who never danced with a fair sex before, he held her too tight and too close. The law of proximity was something that was uncomfortable to Kavya but Mahesh's grip was too unassailable for her to wiggle out.

She tried telling him but her interpreter was downed by the music. After dancing in that position for a mo she thought that neither was she enjoying the dance nor the company, so decided to let go of the pang of morality that troubled her creative thinker. From then on she danced leisurely not worrying about the meanness with Mahesh. More cocktails flowed in and to a greater extent dancing followed.

Soon she felt the warm dresser of Mahesh and the form of his articulatio humeri muscular tissue as she danced with him. She wasn't sure whether she liked the way one of Mahesh's arm holding her waist tightly, but after some thought decided to enjoy the moment rather than canvass it. She held on to him and for the number one fourth dimension looked directly into his heart as she danced. Wow, the piercing black eyes, he was indeed very handsome.

Mahesh didn't know from where he got the confidence that he was exhibiting on the saltation trading floor. If only he had been half this confident in his lifetime he wouldn't have been single. When he had to put one arm around her waist he didn't do it the rule way. He first put his medal beside her omphalus near the exhibit midriff of the saree and then slid the manus slowly around her waist till it reached her back. He felt her mild waist flesh as he pulled her closer to him. He pulled her close enough to sense the softness of her titty and have a peek of her cleavage. For a consequence both let go of each early as a server approached them with cocktails. He watched her as her thirsty throat gulped down the entire glass in one go.

"I need to go to the changing way,"she handed him the empty-bellied glass.

"Why ?"

"Need to find my band to get my haircloth into a pony. It's getting hot in here."

He stood in the semi darkness watching her from the back, how beautiful she looked from the back. Keeping the glass aside Mahesh walked behind her to the changing room.

She stood with her back towards him, going through her handbag to find that ring."Why are you following me, it doesn't look good,"she glanced back on hearing the noise.

Mahesh stood there admiring her back,"Are you having a in force time ?"

"Yes,"she smiled as she put her whisker into a pony. This made her slender neck seeable and Mahesh moved towards her.

He hugged her from behind, hugged her so close that he could feel his manhood against her mild ass.

"What are you doing ?"Kavya protested Mahesh just held onto her and kissed her neck softly.

"What if mortal walks in, leave……"Kavya's representative went piano as Mahesh kissed her neck.

Now slowly he brought his palm tree upwards till they reached her breasts. He felt the blurriness of her knoll as he squeezed them slowly. There was no protest from Kavya now, just her rapid breathing as he continued pressing her boob while kissing her cervix. The moment soon came to an end as the music stopped extraneous and brought back the two to their convention senses, l anyone would hear them.

*****

The Sangeeth was over and after one lowest drink as a toast for the soon to be a wedded couple ; the total group started the journey back nursing home. Kavya and Mahesh were in unlike railroad car but their thoughts were with each early throughout the journey. Kavya could feel the wetness between her thighs, she found it hard to recall when was the last metre she felt so turned on. When they reached household Kavya tried to find Mahesh but couldn't find him. He appeared a few minutes later as her friend called her.

"Stay with me in my room tonight, we are going to work a game of board, all gallon club."beamed the Brigid as she went on explaining,"We can trance up too on scads of rumormonger, from tomorrow evening it's going to be really hectic for me, won't get the time with you. First, there is puja tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow the nuptials in the former minute and reception in the evening."

"Sure let me just freshen up and come,"Kavya said wondering deep inside what new things would unfold once she goes to her room and Mahesh comes up. As she made her way to the step she heard Mahesh's name being called out, some placement for the next day weren't yet done and the uncle's wanted the youth folk to insure completion by working through the night. Kavya felt relieved knowing that Mahesh wouldn't be coming up.

Her relief was only shortlived as soon she saw Mahesh climbing the stairs behind her. What now, her heart started beating fast. The corridor get down wasn't yet turned on the third storey. As Kavya stretched her hired man to switch on the light, Mahesh held her hand back. He caught cargo hold of her and turned her around in a Jonathan Swift move. Before Kavya could make what was happening and respond, Mahesh drew her finisher and his lips met hers. There was just a moment's resistance from her before she opened her lip and allowed his tongue in. As Mahesh's tongue found a way and started exploring her mouth, Kavya's work force held his head and shoulders tightly.

It was a passionate kiss from the beginning and soon each other's hired hand were exploring the other's body while their tongues were embracing. They kissed for a match of moment after which his handwriting slid inside her waistcoat and inside's and made way deep inside.

She caught delay of his hand,"No, I need to go down immediately, not now."

"Even I need to go, let's do it quickly, I bought protection on the way habitation,"he begged.

"No, they may come up looking for us."she stopped his hand again.

"I need you badly Kavya,"he pleaded. She wanted him too but was scared of being discovered. She looked at his big eyes and paused for a few seconds, held his paw and led him to her room.

"We need to be warm, genuine quick."she re-emphasize while closing the room access. She left the illuminate off as there was a dim light streaming through the windows.

She lifted her saree up and removed her panty."I can not undress and wear the saree again, it's too time-consuming ”. This was the first time that Mahesh was looking at a vagina. His penis was throbbing with anticipation as he removed his clothes and wore a condom.

Kavya lied down on the bed and Mahesh climbed on her. She wanted to hold his manhood and finger it but before she could do anything she felt a heavy push against her vagina. With the wetness of her slit his phallus slid very quickly into her and soon his intact phallus was bass inside her. Mahesh was endowed with soundly duration and girth making Kavya groan relishing the feel of him inside her.

Soon their brim locked again as Mahesh started making irksome thrusts. Kavya lifted her legs up in the air and locked them around Mahesh drawing him even closer to her. This made Mahesh increase his speed. Kavya felt a sense of bliss very early ; she knew it wouldn't be long before she would orgasm. Very rarely did it happen that without any foreplay and without even getting nude statue, she got turned on so a lot that she was almost feeling the begin of an orgasm.

"Faster,"she moaned into his ear as she pulled him even closer.

Mahesh was on craze now, this was the number 1 time he was doing it and soon he was on cloud nine.

Her vaginal muscularity twitched as her sexual climax started to begin,"Ohhhh child ……."she let out a lascivious high pitched moan, no longer worried about being heard by anyone. Hearing her made him so high that he could feel that he was ready to cum. With a low groan, he continued as he felt the initiatory squirts of his juices getting released. Kavya pulled his face towards her and kissed as she orgasmed at the like prison term. They embraced each other in that position till they were completely drained of their love juices.

Mahesh collapsed on the bed beside her with a smile on his face while Kavya sat on the bed arranging her sari."I need to leave now,"she said as her phone started ringing,"They must be waiting for me."

"It was wonderful, the best day of my life."whispered Mahesh.

Kavya smiled sarcastically,"Come on, this is just a quickie, we weren't even naked, there was no stimulation, there were a lot of things missing. You will have your in effect day but not today."

Mahesh smiled at her as she opened the door and said goodbye.

"I will number to the elbow room after my work is done Kavya"

"Just be deliberate, we will get sufficiency opportunity in the next 2 24-hour interval but don't make it too obvious."she warned.

Mahesh smiled and stared at the ceiling with content .