Fantasy Innocent Ayesha from Mumbai to Pune....

[sexykammy]

Truth is stranger than fiction....!!

Part 1

I didn't know they would keep us away from each other... My friends who were to get married had made different plans for us. I was told that I would be from the Groom's side and Ayesha from the Bride's and we were not to come to the wedding as one family...! We hadn't planned for this, and our clothes were also not packed separately, but they were hell bent on keeping it this way, right from the time we reached the place, at 4am in the night. It was not a surprise that we had found everyone awake at that hour, as the wedding was the next day and nobody would be interested in sleeping, especially youngsters and children. We were made to separate our stuff and taken to different places. I was to stay at Sajid's place whereas Ayesha was taken to Saima's which was in the next street. We were not actually staying at their homes, but at their relatives' homes which are converted to dormitories on such occasions. I remember during my wedding, our relatives who lived nearby and our neighbors had accommodated a lot of our relatives and asked us not to waste money on hotel rooms, etc. One of our neighborhood uncles had even told me to spend the saved money on my honeymoon, as the secret of getting a woman to do your bidding after marriage is to pamper her for a few weeks after marriage. But I hadn't expected this from my friends, although it had been just about 1 1/2 years that we were married, but I depended on Ayesha for a lot of things, right from clothes to the toothbrush.

The room where I was taken to, was a 1BHK type and at the 1st floor and there were 3-4 guys already staying there, but there was enough space for me and my luggage. After settling down I called up Ayesha to know where she is made to stay. Here was a more spacious room but on the ground floor and had mirrors and everything that women needed to dress up, so in that sense she seemed happy. But as we discussed the next day's plans a problem came to light. We had packed all night dresses and undergarments in one bag and the expensive stuff like dresses we were to wear at the wedding, jewellery, etc. in the other bag. Now, it so happened that the one with night dresses was with Ayesha whereas the other one was with me. It was a big issue for me, as I have a big problem sleeping until I'm dressed comfortably in my night suit. Dressed in jeans and T shirt I kept on moving and turning all the remaining night, but as I could sense day break, I fell asleep.

I got up late the next morning. Tried calling up Ayesha to know what she's doing, but she didn't receive my call, so I thought of trying to go & meet her. As I was roaming about trying to guess the building in which they were, I spotted her just outside the building, taking to someone. She was wearing the same dress as last night. As I came closer, I saw that it was Saima's brother Faisal. He was about 3-4 years younger than Ayesha, but looked much younger because of his small frame. As I came close, he recognized me and we exchanged pleasantries. After small talk he left for some other work. At last I got my wife alone to talk, I thought, as I had been missing her all night long. But before I could tell anything, she started her questions 'give u bring my dress? did u get my matching jewellery, etc.' I told her that I will get it now as I know the building where she is and she listed down about 20-30 items that she needed from the bag I had. As I turned to go, she stopped me to talk about something unusual... "you remember that you had told me that you will allow me to join a motor training college to learn driving...?" "yes, I remember, so?" "nothing, I always wanted to learn but didn't want to learn from a stranger. You also didn't teach me. But Faisal was telling me that his friend's father owns a motor training college in Mumbai, near our place and that his friend could come and teach me..." "but his friend will also be a stranger to you, right? So how does it make a difference? You can learn from any motor training college!"

"Arre nahi dear, his friend is here for the wedding, before you came he was here with Faisal and me, he seemed very good natured, his name is Rahul" "Ok fine dear, as you wish. I'm ok with you learning to drive as long as you don't break my car learning to drive!" Saying so, I left from there and later returned with the bag and gave her stuff to her. We were told to get ready for a function just before lunch.

I got ready and attended the function, also had lunch without Ayesha. It seemed so boring without her, it almost seemed as if I was addicted to her. After lunch I tried her phone again and again it kept on ringing. It wasn't a surprise that she wasn't picking up her phone, as she often gets lost in chit chat and gossip once she is in a social gathering. So I started to roam about, as I didn't think that id be allowed inside the room as it would be packed with ladies trying to get ready for the occasion. Finally, she called back in the evening explaining how busy she was, etc. As it was time for the wedding, I also got ready and left for the venue along with the groom.

We were all busy teasing Sajid in the wedding hall when the bride arrived. Next to her was my Ayesha walking. She was looking an absolute bomb as she walked gracefully in a saree. It was a long time since I'd seen her in a saree. The last I'd seen her in a saree was in one of our post-wedding functions. I couldn't take my eyes off her back then, and same was happening here. But then they walked off to the ladies section, which was a separate area and I couldn't meet her. We just talked over phone for short durations, but mostly related to some work during the ceremony, as we both were very busy. At last, after everything was over and the Bride and Groom were united and everyone sat down for dinner, I finally got to sit beside my wife. Told her that she was looking so beautiful, and that red saree was complimenting her figure, etc. and my sweet darling Ayesha could just blush and nudge me with her elbow telling me to behave properly. It was when all the ceremonies were over, the married couple had left for their place and we were on our respective rooms that I got to see her in that saree properly. The reason that she was looking so sexy was the way the saree was wrapped on her. It was tightly wrapped, perfectly pinned and to my surprise, was tied well below her navel and her waist was exposed on the left side. As she saw me looking at her waist she told "You didn't like it na? I know that you wouldn't like me wearing a saree and keeping my waist open like that..." "No it's nothing like that dear, in fact I never knew that you would look so beautiful in that saree, you look so perfect!" "Yeah, that's because Saima's mom helped me wear it. You know that I don't know how to wear saree properly and it is so difficult to manage it. Saima's mom helped me a lot in pinning the saree properly. And you know what, I had covered myself completely, but when Saima's cousin came over, she forced me to wear it this way, even pulled it down a bit to reveal the navel. I was so uncomfortable coming out that way..." "Don't lie darling, you seemed very much comfortable. The way you were carrying yourself, you really looked like a model. Wanted to just pounce on you and eat you up..!" "Haan haan, sirf yehi sab socho tum...my naughty hubby. Now go to your room and sleep, this pouncing and eating can wait till we reach home!"