Misc. Erotica The Exploitation of Innocent Sonal - by hornynri

[ray.rowdy]

Sonal was a pretty girl, but not very qualified. She never did too well at college so challenging programs like engineering and medicine were out of question. She was from a small town in Bihar where few women went for those kind of courses anyway. But middle class families still sent their daughters to some sort of a college program. At 21, Sonal got a BA from a small girls' college in her town, and helped her mother at home with cooking and housework. Now that she was done with college, her conservative small town middle class parents were looking to find a suitable groom for their only daughter. They were hoping to marry her off to a doctor or engineer from a wealthy family, preferably from the same town.

 

Her parents thought her looks would get her great proposals, but nowadays in India, qualifications and career potential matter more than looks. In the arranged marriage market, the groom's parents are looking for a woman who can work and support the family's financial goals. If not, then she should at least be from a rich family and bring a hefty dowry with her. But Sonal's parents, while financially comfortable, were not rich enough to afford a massive dowry. So they had been hoping that her good looks and her friendly docile personality would help her land a good groom.

 

But in 21st century India, girls who were not as good-looking as Sonal but had done engineering were in more demand. An entire year went by with a parade of prospective grooms and their parents, all of whom complimented Sonal on her looks and her cooking skills. But at the last minute, they'd turn down the match. And later, it turned out that they married someone "qualified".

 

Finally when Sonal's parents got a proposal for their only daughter's hand in marriage from Sharad's parents, they were delighted. Sharad's family lived in another small town 50 km away, and his father and Sonal's uncle had been in the same college. They met at a college reunion and Sharad's father spoke about how they were looking for a good "homely" girl for their engineer son. Sharad was in America, where had recently gotten a Masters degree and was working there. Ideally, Sonal's parents would have wanted her to marry a rich qualified guy from their town. But considering the year or so of false starts, they had adjusted their expectations. Having their daughter settle in America, the land of opportunity, the land of rivers of milk and fountains of honey, was still a great outcome.

 

Sharad flew back for a week just to meet Sonal and her family. It was a typical match-making event, with Sonal's family showing off her cooking, embroidery, and water color paintings. Sharad and his family were fed enough goodies for four meals. And then the two sets of parents magnanimously allowed the kids to go for a walk and spend some time together. Sharad seemed smitten by the gorgeous Sonal, and his family seemed happy too. So Sonal's parents were delighted when the next day, they got a call from Sharad's mother conveying their assent. Sonal's parents felt they had struck the jackpot.

 

What they did not know was Sharad had already been turned down by many qualified girls on the market. Because even though he was technically in the US, he had done his Masters from a mid-range college. He had not managed to get funding during his course, so he had a big educational loan to pay off, in dollars. Furthermore, he had not been able to find a good high-paying job. He worked in IT for an "independent consulting firm" which is a fancy term for body shoppers.

 

These firms are able to wrangle a chunk of work visas through their knowledge of how to manipulate the American immigration system. They hire Indian and Chinese immigrants with graduate degrees who are desperate to stay on in the US, which they can't unless their employer sponsors their visas. So they are willing to work for significantly less pay than an American with the same degree. The low pay allows these firms to make low bids for IT infrastructure contracts, and make profit.

 

As a result, Sharad's salary by US standards was okay, not too good. Qualified prospective brides and their parents knew all this. So they rejected Sharad and opted for someone from a good college working in an actual reputed firm at good pay. But Sonal and her parents were simple small town folks, who multiplied his dollar salary by the exchange rate for the rupee, and were impressed. But what seemed like a lavish salary in India was just about average in America. Even out of that salary, a big chunk would go towards paying his education loan and car loan in addition to his rent. Leaving very little for extra luxuries. So Sharad had hoped to get married to an engineer girl who would also earn some money. But after a year of rejection by girls as qualified as him, he realized that was not to be. Instead, he chose the prettiest girl who seemed homely and docile enough to make a good wife.

 

Sonal and Sharad got married in a fancy ceremony in which Sonal's parents spared no expense. In fact they borrowed a lot of money to make it a more lavish wedding than they could afford. But she was their only daughter, and their hearts were set on throwing a wedding that their family and neighbors would talk about for years to come, even if it meant paying off the debt for years to come. So it was an opulent wedding. And two days after the wedding, Sonal left with her husband to go to Miami in Florida where he worked.

 

For the first few weeks, Sonal was delighted with the life she had embarked on. She was awestruck by America - the wide highways, clean streets, amply stocked supermarkets, and little sign of poverty, definitely nothing as bad as rural Bihar. She wrote detailed emails to her parents and cousins raving about how amazing America was and attached lots of pictures.

 

But a couple of months later, after the initial glamour of living in a developed country wore off, Sonal realized that her life wasn't as exciting and comfortable as she had expected when she married a man who earned in dollars. Because they also had to spend in dollars. Sonal was never really bright with numbers but even she figured out that her husband's salary was barely enough for a reasonable lifestyle. They could not really spend a lot of money on luxuries or entertainment. Her main activity everyday was to cook and clean. And in this country, you couldn't even afford maids, so she had to wash clothes and dishes too. At the end of the day, if you think about it, she was little more than a maid.

 

But Sonal made the most of the hand she had been dealt. She wasn't bitter or resentful. Sharad was, despite his financial limitations, a nice and caring husband. He loved her, and to whatever extent possible, tried to make her happy. He took her out to affordable restaurants whenever he could. And he did as much as he could to help out around the house.

 

Both of them were also quite happy with their sex life. This may have been because both were virgins on their wedding night, and had nothing to compare the experience with. But Sonal was pretty and Sharad was also reasonably good looking and physically fit. They explored the unknown world of carnal pleasures together, cautiously, and liked it. Sharad's friends from work envied that he had such a pretty wife, and often teased him about how he must be spending every free moment having sex with her. And in the first few months, they had been going at it like bunnies.

 

But as time went by, their sex frequency went down to the level of the average married couple. Most nights, Sharad came home really busy and tired. And Sonal, after working all day in the house, was also tired. Neither of them were yearning for more sex. After all, they didn't have any other experiences to compare against.

 

All in all, Sonal was not displeased with her life. She often prayed that Sharad get another job with a higher pay. But all things considered, Sonal, who was docile and low-maintenance by nature, was satisfied with her life. Once a week, when she called her parents, she told them good things, and said she was very happy. That made her parents happy. Happy that their daughter was living the American dream.

 

Sharad tried to take Sonal out as much as he could. Mostly, on long drives or to the beach, where they could have a good time without spending too much money. One weekend they drove to Disney World and Sharad was delighted at the childlike glee with which Sonal enjoyed all the rides. That was the only real vacation they had been able to afford. Sonal never complained but he got the feeling she wanted more variety and luxury, and felt guilty for not being able to provide it for her. Which is why, one March night, when an opportunity arose for them to do something really luxurious and fancy without paying anything, he jumped at it without realizing what a tumultuous chain of events he was setting off.

 

Here's what happened. One Friday evening, after having dinner at Taco Bell, Sharad asked Sonal if they should go for a walk along a beach or a harbor, Sonal said why not? Walking along the harbor or the beach always relaxed and soothed her. They had already been to most waterfronts in Miami, so Sharad thought of going to a place he had recently overheard someone in office say was a lot of fun. Fort Lauderdale. He drove the car to I-95 and went North, and took the exit for Ft. Lauderdale, following signs for the Lauderdale Harbor. It was quite crowded, and he had some trouble finding parking. The crowd was mostly made up of college students walking around in groups. All of them dressed in skimpy beachwear. It was spring break time after all.