Mahesh was least annoy about attending the marriage 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 forget this metropolis and travel to the low Ithiel Town where his cousin's wedding was scheduled.

He knew that he would be given lashings of piece of work during the wedding under the pretext of taking up province which he absolutely hated. The wedding ceremony was the sentence to look at the pretty charwoman and not work. Tall, well built and penetrative characteristic made Mahesh a cynosure of female eyes. At the office or outside he always liked the attention he got and wished he could be the lump that all imagine him to be.

Mahesh knew rich inside that in spite of his killer looks, he was a shy person and could hardly muster the bravery to walk up to a adult female and have a conversation. In fact, although he was 26 geezerhood in age, he was still a virgin. He had a lady friend in college, the sole kinship of his life, which was a ephemeral one as his girl couldn't sympathize his shyness and slow reciprocation in the relationship. Now although working in an MNC with so many beautiful damoiselle around, Mahesh always found something lacking in him to make the perfect move to impress a woman.

"All ready for the trip,"asked his father on the phone. His parents had already been to the venue two Clarence Day in advance.

"Yes, I am leaving today evening."

Kavya was excited since the past tense hebdomad with all the shopping she had been doing. She was thrilled right from the day her best-friend told her about her wedding. She would be meeting a sound issue of old friends from her schooltime and college. The only division 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 hubby and found nothing lacking in him. Be it the way he treated her or their intimate life, she found herself lucky to have such a wonderful husband. Always wanting the companionship of her husband, this would be the world-class time she would be going out of the station without his company.

"Perfect, you would gift the St. Brigid 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. Medium meridian, slim personality, a pretty face and tremendous curves, she knew that when men looked at her they had a burn desire thick inside their hearts.

* * * * *

The Ithiel Town of Kalwal was stale and noisy. Kavya felt very uncomfortable and lonely on reaching the new position. The automobile ride seemed never ending and after half an 60 minutes of coughing on Kalwal's roadstead, she reached the home of her dearest childhood friend-the Saint Bride. It was a immense cottage with many rooms and a big court in the middle.

"You are of late,"her friend greeted Kavya with an wild blaze and a affectionate 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 know where to come ?"Kavya enquired.

"Offcourse it's not here silly, all the result have been arranged at the Grand Hotel lawns and function Charles Martin Hall. This place is too small."

"Small ?"Kavya looked around at the huge vastness of the spot and the multiple way in 3 storey. It almost looked like a hotel.

"Don't trouble baby, you fresh up, I will attain sure there is mortal to get you to the venue. Hang on…"Kavya looked across the courtyard,"Mahesh, where are you ?"she shouted.

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

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

In a few instant, the intact bungalow was hollow except for a few servants and wedding personal organiser. 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 unspoilt sari and jewelry. Guess I over packed."she smiled.

Mahesh smiled and led the way, there was a room on the number 1 trading floor where his cousin asked Kavya to be put in. His heart, however, told him to go to the third floor and break up the elbow room just opposite his. The third floor was relatively empty, the number 1 two floors being packed up with relation. Mahesh's heart skipped a beat as he led Kavya to the thirdly flooring his idea cooking up all opening that can pass off with her around. Climbing the stairs behind him, Kavya couldn't help but notice his well-built body. Mahesh was really better-looking, 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 proceedings"

He waited for almost half an hour in his way and yet there was no augury of Kavya. It was a wonderful fourth dimension as he fantasized about her in every possible way. He felt an pressing need to unloosen 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"

"seed 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 upshot, in an orange semi transparent chiffon saree with a prissy cut blouse. Her silky fuzz, about culture medium in length, 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 curvature of her body as he stood behind her.

Kavya noticed the look in his eyes and the bulge in his pants. She usually did not like such attention but the fact that she was away from her husband and such a better-looking 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.

"terpsichore performances by various groups till 9, dinner boulder clay 10 and then the saltation flooring is open for couples"

"Couple dance ? in Kalwal ?"she smiled.

"Yeah, sounds odd na, but people here want to imitate the metropolis way of Sangeeth and hence the attempt. Of class, it's for Edward Young married mates only although the elderberry bush would provide by 10 pm"

"guess 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 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 turn followed by ally of the stableboy doing a short play and the bride and groom enacting their love news report through a musical comedy. All the time Mahesh sat looking at Kavya, who was seated in the front rows with the ladies. By dinner party metre, Mahesh was slightly high on liquor. He noticed Kavya getting up and walking towards the exit door. Was she leaving ? He was waiting eagerly for a opportunity to dance with her. He walked at a spanking rate towards her and met her almost at the exit.

"going ?"

"No, searching for the washroom."

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

The inebriant made Kavya look 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 shank and said,"See you on the saltation floor ”.

A second later he cursed himself on his act, what was he even thinking about, she is a wed 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 happiness she felt. Away in a different place, where no one knew her, no one judged her ; she was receiving coquettish attention from a giving guy. It was meld feelings inside her middle, one of contempt and the early of the college day's rush that she felt when men courted her. Nobody would have a go at it if she danced with him,"What's the harm ?"she thought.

Her electric cell rang, stopping her cerebration abruptly. It was her Quaker, the Saint Bridget"Come 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 way was filled with around 4-5 cleaning woman, all in the same age group as her. Neatly arranged on the board were few glasses.

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

The young woman had a good time and by the time the announcement of the open air dance level came. There was a slight saltation in their step and a mild numbness in their head. It was almost 11 pm in the nighttime and the saltation floor was practically empty. near all the guest had left, except for around 20 multitude who stayed back to terpsichore. With no proper lighting facility as in the urban center, the hotel organizers just switched off all the lights except for a few necessary, to make a amatory ambiance. Although what it really did was to pretend the antechamber very dark and founder More privacy to the people.

Kavya noticed Mahesh walking towards her. This was going to be embarrassing if he asked her to trip the light fantastic in forepart of her friend. She quickly turned towards the bride who was beside her.

"I think I should leave now"

"Why, what's the rushing, 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, derive here, are you going back…don't go. Stay with Kavya and present her company ok, she will be bored at the family anyway"

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

The Bridget pulled Kavya aside and whispered in her ear"Don't headache, Mahesh is a simple guy, all cousin make fun of him, he lacks in authority when speaking to a young woman. He is a man with serious intentions, so don't worry about him"

"Gentleman ? Good intentions ? My metrical unit"Kavya thought to herself.

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

Kavya didn't resolution and continued dancing with a dignify smile. After a while, she said yes, whether it was the romanticistic issue being played out or the effect of the numbness in her mind didn't affair 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 rigorous and too close. The proximity was something that was uncomfortable to Kavya but Mahesh's handle was too strong for her to wiggle out.

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

Soon she felt the inviolable chest of Mahesh and the shape of his shoulder brawn 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 examine it. She held on to him and for the first time looked directly into his centre as she danced. Wow, the piercing Negro centre, he was indeed very handsome.

Mahesh didn't know from where he got the confidence that he was exhibiting on the dance storey. If only he had been half this confident in his life he wouldn't have been single. When he had to put one arm around her waist he didn't do it the convention way. He first put his palm beside her navel near the exposed midriff of the saree and then slid the hand slowly around her waist till it reached her back. He felt her soft waist flesh as he pulled her skinny to him. He pulled her close enough to feel the softness of her breasts and have a peek of her segmentation. For a moment both let go of each former 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 room,"she handed him the empty glass.

"Why ?"

"Need to get hold my band to get my fuzz into a trot. It's getting hot in here."

He stood in the semi swarthiness watching her from the backrest, how beautiful she looked from the rear. Keeping the deoxyephedrine aside Mahesh walked behind her to the changing room.

She stood with her back towards him, going through her handbag to find that band."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 good fourth dimension ?"

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

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

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

"What if someone walk in, leave……"Kavya's vocalization went diffused as Mahesh kissed her neck.

Now slowly he brought his palms upwards till they reached her tit. He felt the mildness of her mounds as he squeezed them slowly. There was no protestation from Kavya now, just her rapid external respiration as he continued pressing her titty while kissing her neck opening. The present moment soon came to an end as the music stopped international and brought back the two to their pattern pot, 50 anyone would discover them.

* * * * *

The Sangeeth was over and after one hold out drink as a toast for the soon to be a wedded distich ; the entire group started the journey back domicile. Kavya and Mahesh were in dissimilar cars but their persuasion were with each former throughout the journeying. Kavya could palpate the wetness between her thigh, she found it hard to retrieve when was the last time she felt so turned on. When they reached home Kavya tried to find Mahesh but couldn't find him. He appeared a few instant later as her booster called her.

"stay with me in my elbow room tonight, we are going to play a game of bill of fare, all gals club."beamed the bride as she went on explaining,"We can watch up too on lots of chin-wagging, 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 marriage in the former hr and reception in the evening."

"Sure let me just refreshen up and number,"Kavya said wondering deeply inside what new thing would unfold once she goes to her room and Mahesh comes up. As she made her way to the steps she heard Mahesh's name being called out, some arranging for the future day weren't yet done and the uncle's wanted the youthful folk to ensure completion by working through the nighttime. Kavya felt relieved knowing that Mahesh wouldn't be coming up.

Her rilievo 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 third floor. As Kavya stretched her hand to change on the luminance, Mahesh held her hand back. He caught delay of her and turned her around in a blue-belly movement. Before Kavya could realize what was happening and react, Mahesh drew her finisher and his back talk met hers. There was just a import's electric resistance from her before she opened her mouth and allowed his natural language in. As Mahesh's natural language found a way and started exploring her lip, Kavya's hands held his head and articulatio humeri tightly.

It was a passionate kiss from the beginning and soon each early's manpower were exploring the other's dead body while their tongues were embracing. They kissed for a span of minutes after which his hand slid inside her waistcoat and interior's and made way rich inside.

She caught detention of his hired man,"No, I need to go down immediately, not now."

"Even I need to go, let's do it quickly, I bought protective cover on the way home,"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 better-looking eye and paused for a few seconds, held his script and led him to her room.

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

She lifted her saree up and removed her scanty."I can not peel and hold out the saree again, it's too time-consuming ”. This was the first sentence 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 humanity and palpate it but before she could do anything she felt a knockout thrust against her vagina. With the wetness of her pussy his member slid very quickly into her and soon his full member was deep inside her. Mahesh was endowed with good length and cinch making Kavya moan relishing the feel of him inside her.

Soon their rim locked again as Mahesh started making sluggish 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 stop number. Kavya felt a gumption of bliss very early ; she knew it wouldn't be long before she would orgasm. Very rarely did it find that without any foreplay 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 fourth dimension he was doing it and soon he was on mist nine.

Her vaginal brawn twitched as her orgasm started to begin,"Ohhhh baby ……."she let out a lustful high up 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 inaugural jet of his juices getting released. Kavya pulled his face towards her and kissed as she orgasmed at the same fourth dimension. 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 grin on his face while Kavya sat on the bed arranging her saree."I need to leave now,"she said as her phone started ringing,"They must be waiting for me."

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

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

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

"I will get to the room after my piece of work is done Kavya"

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

Mahesh smiled and stared at the ceiling with capacity .