Mahesh was to the lowest degree daunted about attending the marriage of his cousin. After a lot of coaxing from his family line, he finally agreed to go. Mahesh loved his job and the city of Bangalore, where he worked. It was hard for him to leave this city and change of location to the humble townsfolk where his cousin's marriage was scheduled.

He knew that he would be given burden of work during the marriage ceremony under the pretext of taking up province which he absolutely hated. The nuptials was the time to look at the pretty women and not mold. Tall, well built and discriminating feature film made Mahesh a cynosure of female eyes. At the agency 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 soul and could hardly muster the courage to walk up to a woman and have a conversation. In fact, although he was 26 long time in age, he was still a Virgo. He had a girlfriend in college, the alone relationship of his life-time, which was a passing one as his girlfriend couldn't understand his shyness and irksome reciprocation in the relationship. Now although working in an MNC with so many beautiful damosel around, Mahesh always found something lacking in him to draw the pure move to yarn-dye a woman.

"All ready for the trip,"asked his father on the earpiece. His parents had already been to the venue two sidereal day in advance.

"Yes, I am leaving today evening."

Kavya was excited since the past week 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 number of old champion from her school and college. The only function that she was unhappy with was the fact that her husband would not be accompanying her on this head trip. Married for 4 years, she was deeply in passion with her husband and found zippo lacking in him. Be it the way he treated her or their sexual liveliness, she found herself lucky to take such a wonderful husband. Always wanting the society of her husband, this would be the first meter she would be going out of the place without his company.

"Perfect, you would chip in the Bride some stiff contest on the most beautiful woman at the wedding."teased her married man 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. spiritualist height, slim personality, a pretty face and wonderful curve ball, she knew that when men looked at her they had a burning desire deep inside their hearts.

*****

The townspeople of Kalwal was cold and noisy. Kavya felt very uncomfortable and lonely on reaching the new plaza. The auto ride seemed never ending and after half an hr of coughing on Kalwal's roads, she reached the home of her good puerility friend-the St. Bridget. It was a huge bungalow with many rooms and a big courtyard in the middle.

"You are former,"her admirer greeted Kavya with an angry glower and a tender hug,"Get prepare 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 to the lowest degree you came. Now get ready quickly. I need to go now, getting late for the Sangeet."

"It's not here ? How will I eff where to total ?"Kavya enquired.

"Offcourse it's not here silly, all the events have been arranged at the one thousand Hotel lawns and function hall. This piazza is too small."

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

"Don't worry baby, you fresh up, I will produce sure there is someone to get you to the venue. 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 gentlewoman 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 way, Mahesh. Are you even listening to me ?"chided the Bride angrily.

In a few hour, the entire bungalow was vacuous except for a few handmaid and wedding labor organizer. Everyone in the bride's family had left except for Mahesh and Kavya.

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

"Oops, I packed all my estimable sarees and jewelry. guesswork I over packed."she smiled.

Mahesh smiled and led the way, there was a room on the first floor where his first cousin asked Kavya to be put in. His heart, however, told him to go to the thirdly level and pick the elbow room just opposite his. The 3rd floor was relatively empty, the first two floor being packed up with relative. Mahesh's heart skipped a beat as he led Kavya to the third storey his mind cooking up all possibilities that can encounter with her around. Climbing the step behind him, Kavya couldn't service but comment his well-built consistency. Mahesh was really handsome, the sort of guy whom girls refer to as eye candy, she smiled.

"Here is your way and I am in the face-to-face 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 foretoken of Kavya. It was a wonderful time as he fantasized about her in every possible way. He felt an urgent need to release the tension in his pants 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"

"cum in Mahesh, I am almost done"

Mahesh walked into a beautiful sight. Kavya was sitting in front of the mirror, combing her hair. She was all dressed up for the event, in an Orange River articulated lorry transparent chiffon sari with a decent cut blouse. Her silky tomentum, about 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 seeable to Kavya. He admired every curve of her torso as he stood behind her.

Kavya noticed the looking at in his eyes and the excrescence in his pants. She usually did not like such attending but the fact that she was away from her husband 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 change the mood.

"Dance performance by various groups till 9, dinner till 10 and then the dance floor is open for couples"

"Couple dance ? in Kalwal ?"she smiled.

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

"Guess I will be back by then too"

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

"No, I love to trip the light fantastic but what will I do watching the mates dance"

"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 distinctive fare, starting with Thomas Kyd dancing to Bollywood identification number followed by friends of the groom doing a poor bid and the Saint Bride and groom enacting their love story through a musical. All the time Mahesh sat looking at Kavya, who was seated in the straw man rows with the ladies. By dinner party sentence, Mahesh was slightly senior high school on liquor. He noticed Kavya getting up and walking towards the going doorway. Was she leaving ? He was waiting eagerly for a luck to dance with her. He walked at a brisk gait towards her and met her almost at the exit.

"leaving ?"

"No, searching for the washroom."

A suspiration of relief,"Let me bear witness you, it's on the backside."he walked beside her.

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

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

In the washroom Kavya looked at herself in the mirror, she felt bad the way Mahesh was trying to hit on her but deeply inside there was a fantastic happiness she felt. Away in a different billet, where no one knew her, no one judged her ; she was receiving flirtatious attention from a handsome guy. It was desegregate tone inside her inwardness, one of scorn and the former of the college day's rush that she felt when men courted her. Nobody would cognise if she danced with him,"What's the harm ?"she thought.

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

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

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

The girl had a dependable time and by the time the announcement of the open dancing floor came. There was a slight bounce in their step and a mild numbness in their minds. It was almost 11 pm in the nighttime and the dance trading floor was practically empty. well-nigh all the guests had left, except for around 20 people who stayed back to dancing. With no proper lighting facility as in the metropolis, 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 earn the Charles Martin Hall very colored and feed more privateness 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 friend. She quickly turned towards the St. Bridget who was beside her.

"I think I should leave now"

"Why, what's the hurry, stay back till we are all done and moreover you like to dance"

"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 attention of the bride.

"See here is Mahesh. Why don't you dance with him ? Mahesh, number here, are you going back…don't go. check 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 bride pulled Kavya aside and whispered in her ear"Don't worry, Mahesh is a wide-eyed guy, all first cousin make fun of him, he lacks in confidence when oral presentation to a girl. He is a valet with good intentions, so don't worry about him"

"Gentleman ? Good purpose ? My understructure"Kavya thought to herself.

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

Kavya didn't answer and continued dancing with a dignified grin. After a spell, she said yes, whether it was the romantic identification number being played out or the gist of the indifference in her idea didn't matter to her anymore. Mahesh was on a similar alcohol induced high, and being a person who never danced with a woman before, he held her too tight and too close. The proximity was something that was uncomfortable to Kavya but Mahesh's grip was too strong for her to wiggle out.

She tried telling him but her interpreter was downed by the music. After dancing in that perspective for a minute 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 idea. From then on she danced leisurely not worrying about the closeness with Mahesh. more than cocktails flowed in and more than dancing followed.

Soon she felt the hard pectus of Mahesh and the contour of his shoulder joint muscles 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 savour the moment rather than take apart it. She held on to him and for the initiative clip looked directly into his center as she danced. Wow, the piercing Shirley Temple eyes, he was indeed very handsome.

Mahesh didn't know from where he got the confidence that he was exhibiting on the dance flooring. If only he had been half this confident in his life he wouldn't have been unity. When he had to put one arm around her waist he didn't do it the normal way. He first put his thenar beside her navel near the exposed midriff of the saree and then slid the helping hand slowly around her waist till it reached her back. He felt her soft waist form as he pulled her closer to him. He pulled her close enough to find the fogginess of her boob and have a peek of her cleavage. For a consequence 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 elbow room,"she handed him the hollow glass.

"Why ?"

"Need to recover my band to get my hair's-breadth into a jigger. It's getting hot in here."

He stood in the trailer truck iniquity watching her from the backbone, how beautiful she looked from the dorsum. Keeping the field glass aside Mahesh walked behind her to the changing room.

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

Mahesh stood there admiring her dorsum,"Are you having a good time ?"

"Yes,"she smiled as she put her hair into a jigger. This made her slender neck visible and Mahesh moved towards her.

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

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

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

Now slowly he brought his medallion upwards till they reached her bosom. He felt the unmanliness of her hummock as he squeezed them slowly. There was no protest from Kavya now, just her rapid ventilation as he continued pressing her knocker while kissing her neck. The moment soon came to an end as the euphony stopped outside and brought back the two to their normal senses, 50 anyone would distinguish them.

*****

The Sangeeth was over and after one last crapulence as a toast for the soon to be a tie couple ; the entire radical started the journey back dwelling. Kavya and Mahesh were in different cars but their thought process were with each other throughout the journey. Kavya could find the wetness between her thighs, she found it hard to call up when was the last prison term 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 champion called her.

"Stay with me in my way tonight, we are going to play a game of visiting card, all gals club."beamed the bride as she went on explaining,"We can pick up up too on pot of causerie, from tomorrow evening it's going to be really feverish for me, won't get the time with you. First, there is puja tomorrow, then the day after tomorrow the wedding in the ahead of time hours and response in the evening."

"Sure let me just freshen up up and come,"Kavya said wondering deep inside what new matter would unfold once she goes to her way and Mahesh comes up. As she made her way to the stairs she heard Mahesh's name being called out, some placement for the succeeding day weren't yet done and the uncle's wanted the young phratry to control 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 light wasn't yet turned on the tertiary floor. As Kavya stretched her script to switch on the light, Mahesh held her hand back. He caught grasp of her and turned her around in a Jonathan Swift motility. Before Kavya could realize what was happening and react, Mahesh drew her closer and his lips met hers. There was just a moment's resistance from her before she opened her mouth and allowed his tongue in. As Mahesh's clapper found a way and started exploring her mouth, Kavya's hands held his brain and berm tightly.

It was a passionate kiss from the beginning and soon each other's custody were exploring the other's dead body while their tongues were embracing. They kissed for a couple of proceedings after which his manus slid inside her waistcoat and inner's and made way deep inside.

She caught hold of his hired 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,"he begged.

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

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

"We need to be fast, real quick."she re-emphasized while closing the room access. She left the light off as there was a dim visible light streaming through the windows.

She lifted her saree up and removed her panty."I can not undress and weary the saree again, it's too time-consuming ”. This was the first clock 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 feel it but before she could do anything she felt a hard thrust against her vagina. With the wetness of her puss his penis slid very quickly into her and soon his stallion penis was deep inside her. Mahesh was endowed with good length and cinch making Kavya moan relishing the feel of him inside her.

Soon their lips locked again as Mahesh started making slow down thrust. Kavya lifted her legs up in the air and locked them around Mahesh drawing him even closer to her. This made Mahesh increase his stop number. Kavya felt a sense of blissfulness very early ; she knew it wouldn't be long before she would orgasm. Very rarely did it take place that without any stimulation and without even getting nude painting, she got turned on so much that she was almost feeling the Menachem Begin of an orgasm.

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

Mahesh was on hysteria now, this was the first time he was doing it and soon he was on mottle nine.

Her vaginal brawniness twitched as her orgasm started to begin,"Ohhhh baby ……."she let out a lubricious high pitched groan, no longer worried about being heard by anyone. Hearing her made him so highschool that he could feel that he was set to cum. With a low groan, he continued as he felt the first small fry of his juices getting released. Kavya pulled his side towards her and kissed as she orgasmed at the Saame metre. They embraced each early 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 saree."I need to lead now,"she said as her phone started ringing,"They must be waiting for me."

"It was fantastic, the near day of my life."whispered Mahesh.

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

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

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

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

Mahesh smiled and stared at the ceiling with substance .