Mahesh was least bothered about attending the wedding of his cousin-german. 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 unmanageable for him to go forth this city and locomotion to the small town where his cousin's spousal relationship was scheduled.

He knew that he would be given payload of work during the wedding under the pretext of taking up responsibility which he absolutely hated. The wedding was the time to attend at the pretty womanhood and not figure out. Tall, well built and incisive features made Mahesh a cynosure of female oculus. At the position or outside he always liked the attention he got and wished he could be the hunk that all imagine him to be.

Mahesh knew deep inside that in spite of his orca looks, he was a shy person and could hardly muster up the courage to take the air 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 only relationship of his life, which was a short-lived one as his girlfriend couldn't understand his shyness and slow up interchange in the relationship. Now although working in an MNC with so many beautiful damsels around, Mahesh always found something lacking in him to make the perfect motility to impress a woman.

"All ready for the tripper,"asked his Father-God on the phone. His parents had already been to the venue two days in advance.

"Yes, I am leaving today evening."

Kavya was excited since the retiring calendar week with all the shopping she had been doing. She was thrilled right from the day her best-friend told her about her marriage ceremony. She would be meeting a serious telephone number of old friends from her school day and college. The only part 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 honey with her hubby and found nothing lacking in him. Be it the way he treated her or their sexual life, she found herself lucky to have such a marvellous married man. Always wanting the company of her husband, this would be the number 1 time she would be going out of the post without his company.

"perfective tense, you would give the Saint Bridget some buckram competition on the most beautiful char at the wedding."teased her hubby as Kavya stood in nominal head of the mirror analyzing her looks.

She blushed. Kavya was 28 years old ; although many thought she was much untried. Medium height, thin personality, a pretty face and wonderful curved shape, she knew that when men looked at her they had a burning desire mysterious inside their hearts.

*****

The townspeople 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 roads, she reached the abode of her heartfelt childhood friend-the St. Bride. It was a immense bungalow with many way and a big courtyard in the middle.

"You are late,"her supporter greeted Kavya with an tempestuous glare and a warm hug,"Get ready quickly. We are all moving out for the Sangeet ceremony."

"Sorry love, but I still made it, where are our early friends."

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

"It's not here ? How will I live where to get ?"Kavya enquired.

"Offcourse it's not here silly, all the events have been arranged at the Grand Hotel lawns and mathematical function manse. This place is too small."

"Small ?"Kavya looked around at the huge vastness of the seat and the multiple elbow room in 3 flooring. It almost looked like a hotel.

"Don't worry baby, you fresh up, I will get to sure there is individual to get you to the locus. Hang on…"Kavya looked across the court,"Mahesh, where are you ?"she shouted.

Mahesh strode up to her 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 madam as her personal pathfinder. This is fantastic."he thought to himself.

"….show her a dainty elbow room, Mahesh. Are you even listening to me ?"chided the Bride angrily.

In a few arcminute, the entire bungalow was vacuous except for a few handmaiden and wedding arranger. Everyone in the Saint Bridget's kinsperson had left except for Mahesh and Kavya.

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

"Oops, I packed all my adept sarees and jewelry. Guess I over packed."she smiled.

Mahesh smiled and led the way, there was a room on the get-go flooring where his cousin asked Kavya to be put in. His heart, however, told him to go to the thirdly floor and nibble the elbow room just opposite his. The third base was relatively evacuate, the first two flooring being packed up with relatives. Mahesh's meat skipped a pulse as he led Kavya to the third floor his mind cooking up all opening that can happen with her around. Climbing the stairs behind him, Kavya couldn't help but notice his well-built body. Mahesh was really handsome, the kind of guy whom girls refer to as eye candy, she smiled.

"Here is your room and I am in the opposite room. As soon as you are done call 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 fantastic prison term as he fantasized about her in every possible way. He felt an urgent need to free the tension in his bloomers but didn't want to be late for the Sangeet. He went and knocked on Kavya's door.

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

"It's me, Mahesh"

"come in Mahesh, I am almost done"

Mahesh walked into a beautiful sight. Kavya was sitting in presence of the mirror, combing her whisker. She was all dressed up for the event, in an orange semi transparent chiffon saree with a dainty cut blouse. Her silklike hair, about medium in duration, was bouncing as she was combing it. Mahesh went and stood behind her, oblivious to the fact that he was having an erection that was clearly visible to Kavya. He admired every bend of her body as he stood behind her.

Kavya noticed the spirit in his heart and the bulge in his pants. She usually did not like such attention but the fact that she was away from her married man and such a handsome man was ogling at her in private made her will a lot weaker.

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

"terpsichore performances by diverse radical till 9, dinner till 10 and then the dance trading floor is open for duo"

"Couple saltation ? in Kalwal ?"she smiled.

"Yeah, sounds odd na, but people here want to imitate the city way of Sangeeth and hence the attempt. Of course, it's for Danton True Young married couples only although the senior would leave by 10 pm"

"speculation I will be back by then too"

"Why you don't like to trip the light fantastic ?"asked Mahesh.

"No, I love to dance but what will I do watching the mates dancing"

"well 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 kids dancing to Bollywood numbers followed by friends of the hostler doing a curt drama and the bride and groom enacting their love story through a musical. All the metre Mahesh sat looking at Kavya, who was seated in the front line rows with the noblewoman. By dinner clip, Mahesh was slightly high on liquor. He noticed Kavya getting up and walking towards the release door. Was she leaving ? He was waiting eagerly for a hazard to trip the light fantastic toe with her. He walked at a brisken footstep towards her and met her almost at the exit.

"going away ?"

"No, searching for the washroom."

A sigh of sculptural relief,"Let me designate you, it's on the backside."he walked beside her.

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

A second later he cursed himself on his act, what was he even thinking about, she is a espouse 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 wild felicity she felt. Away in a unlike place, where no one knew her, no one judged her ; she was receiving flirtatious attention from a better-looking guy. It was mixed feel inside her essence, one of contempt and the other of the college day's rush that she felt when men courted her. nobody would have sex if she danced with him,"What's the harm ?"she thought.

Her cellular phone rang, stopping her mentation abruptly. It was her admirer, the bride"cum over to my changing room, quickly."

People were going to the buffet stands for the dinner as Kavya made way to her friend's room. The room was filled with around 4-5 women, all in the same age group as her. Neatly arranged on the tabular array were few glasses.

"Cocktails for us,"smiled the Saint Bride"away from the judgmental oculus of everyone ”.

The fille had a good metre and by the time the proclamation of the open terpsichore floor came. There was a slight spring in their tone and a mild numbness in their nous. It was almost 11 pm in the night and the dance floor was practically evacuate. Almost all the Edgar Albert Guest had left, except for around 20 people who stayed back to dance. With no right lighting quickness as in the cities, the hotel organizers just switched off all the lights except for a few necessary, to create a romantic atmosphere. Although what it really did was to make the hall very moody and give more secrecy to the people.

Kavya noticed Mahesh walking towards her. This was going to be embarrassing if he asked her to dance in battlefront of her supporter. She quickly turned towards the St. Bridget who was beside her.

"I think I should leave now"

"Why, what's the hurry, continue 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 penny-pinching to them and caught the attention of the bride.

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

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

The Saint Bridget pulled Kavya aside and whispered in her ear"Don't vexation, Mahesh is a unproblematic guy, all first cousin make fun of him, he lacks in self-assurance when speaking to a young woman. He is a valet with estimable intentions, so don't worry about him"

"Gentleman ? Good aim ? My foot"Kavya thought to herself.

The music soon began, at first, Kavya and Mahesh just danced without any physical contact. Everyone else was holding each other. Some were just swaying in each other's weapon while some were attempting desi versions of salsa and tango. After a few minutes, Mahesh summed up the bravery to utter"Can I hold you and dance"

Kavya didn't answer and continued dancing with a dignified smile. After a while, she said yes, whether it was the romantic number being played out or the burden of the indifference in her nous didn't matter to her anymore. Mahesh was on a interchangeable alcohol induced senior high school, and being a somebody who never danced with a charwoman before, he held her too tight and too close. The proximity was something that was uncomfortable to Kavya but Mahesh's grasp was too impregnable for her to jiggle out.

She tried telling him but her voice was downed by the music. After dancing in that spatial relation for a minute she thought that neither was she enjoying the dance nor the company, so decided to let go of the pangs of ethical motive that troubled her mind. From then on she danced leisurely not worrying about the meanness with Mahesh. More cocktails flowed in and more dancing followed.

Soon she felt the strong thorax of Mahesh and the contour of his shoulder muscles as she danced with him. She wasn't sure whether she liked the way one of Mahesh's arm holding her shank tightly, but after some thought decided to delight the moment rather than canvas it. She held on to him and for the outset time looked directly into his eyes as she danced. Wow, the piercing Black person eyes, he was indeed very handsome.

Mahesh didn't know from where he got the authority that he was exhibiting on the dancing floor. If only he had been half this confident in his life he wouldn't have been one. When he had to put one arm around her waist he didn't do it the normal way. He first put his ribbon beside her omphalus near the exhibit midriff of the sari and then slid the hand slowly around her shank money box it reached her back. He felt her soft waist flesh as he pulled her nigh to him. He pulled her close enough to feel the womanishness of her breasts and have a peep of her cleavage. For a second both let go of each other as a waiter 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 room,"she handed him the abandon glass.

"Why ?"

"want to find my striation to get my hair into a pony. It's getting hot in here."

He stood in the semi darkness watching her from the backrest, how beautiful she looked from the binding. 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 striation."Why are you following me, it doesn't look full,"she glanced back on hearing the noise.

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

"Yes,"she smiled as she put her hair into a shot glass. 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 diffuse ass.

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

"What if someone walking in, leave……"Kavya's voice went softer as Mahesh kissed her neck.

Now slowly he brought his palms upwards till they reached her breasts. He felt the softness of her hummock as he squeezed them slowly. There was no protestation from Kavya now, just her rapid breathing as he continued pressing her knocker while kissing her neck. The second soon came to an end as the music stopped outside and brought back the two to their pattern senses, l anyone would bring out them.

*****

The Sangeeth was over and after one last swallow as a pledge for the soon to be a conjoin couple ; the entire group started the journeying back home. Kavya and Mahesh were in different automobile but their thoughts were with each other throughout the journey. Kavya could feel the wetness between her thighs, she found it hard to recollect when was the last time she felt so turned on. When they reached family Kavya tried to find Mahesh but couldn't find him. He appeared a few minute later as her friend called her.

"hitch with me in my room tonight, we are going to playact a game of cards, all gals club."beamed the bride as she went on explaining,"We can catch up too on lots of newsmonger, 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 marriage ceremony in the early hour and reception in the evening."

"Sure let me just freshen up and add up,"Kavya said wondering mysterious inside what new things would blossom forth 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 arranging for the side by side day weren't yet done and the uncle's wanted the new kinfolk to ensure 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 mettle started beating fast. The corridor illumination wasn't yet turned on the third floor. As Kavya stretched her manus to switch on the light, Mahesh held her mitt back. He caught custody of her and turned her around in a swift movement. Before Kavya could realize what was happening and react, Mahesh drew her closer and his brim met hers. There was just a moment's resistivity from her before she opened her mouth and allowed his knife in. As Mahesh's natural language found a way and started exploring her backtalk, Kavya's manpower held his caput and shoulders tightly.

It was a passionate kiss from the first and soon each other's mitt were exploring the other's body while their tongues were embracing. They kissed for a couple of minutes after which his hand slid inside her waistcoat and inner's and made way oceanic abyss inside.

She caught hold of his helping 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 home base,"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 well-favored optic and paused for a few instant, held his hired hand and led him to her room.

"We need to be immediate, real quick."she re-emphasize while closing the door. She left the light off as there was a dim ignitor streaming through the windows.

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

Kavya lied down on the bed and Mahesh climbed on her. She wanted to hold his manhood and experience it but before she could do anything she felt a tough drive against her vagina. With the wetness of her pussy his member slid very quickly into her and soon his stallion penis was thick inside her. Mahesh was endowed with upright length and cinch making Kavya moan relishing the feeling of him inside her.

Soon their lips locked again as Mahesh started making slow jab. 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 sentience of blissfulness very early ; she knew it wouldn't be long before she would orgasm. Very rarely did it happen that without any arousal and without even getting nude, she got turned on so much 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 frenzy now, this was the first time he was doing it and soon he was on fog nine.

Her vaginal brawniness twitched as her sexual climax started to begin,"Ohhhh infant ……."she let out a lusty high pitched groan, 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 first spurt of his succus getting released. Kavya pulled his grimace towards her and kissed as she orgasmed at the Saami time. They embraced each other in that spatial relation till they were completely drained of their honey juices.

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

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

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

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

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

"Just be careful, we will get enough opportunities in the next 2 days but don't make it too obvious."she warned.

Mahesh smiled and stared at the ceiling with content .