04-12-2023, 02:34 PM
Chapter 22 – The marriage
She
“You strip first I’ll get you ready,” Girja said.
“No, Girja I feel shy, I’ll get ready myself,” I said.
“What is there to be shy? I’ve seen you naked before this. Why I’ve even seen you fucking with Vikram.”
She was very crude but those words were stimulating my arousal. She was going to get me ready as a bride for my second marriage. The unusual thing about this though was that my first husband was still there and we were still married. The symbol of that marriage was still hanging around my neck but is it going to be replaced by a new one today? I still stood without complying to Girja’s instructions.
“This is getting us nowhere,” Girja said as she herself started stripping me of my clothes. I only made some token resistance. The sooner she finishes the sooner I can be with my handsome Vikram. My impatience was very understandable as it was well over a month since I and my lover made glorious love in the hotel. In no time I was just standing in my bra and panties. Girja’s eyes roamed up and down my body appreciatively.
“No wonder Vikram is going gaga over you. Your body is a dream … just made for sex and pleasure,” She said with a small wolf whistle.
“You are making fun of me Girja, look at this bit of extra flesh,” I said holding a bit of my hip flesh in my thumb and two fingers,” I’ve given birth to a child how can I have the sexy svelte figure of before.”
“Is that what you know of men?” Girja said haughtily. “Men don’t like all skin and bones, they like curvaceous but voluptuous body like yours that oozes sex.”
I couldn’t help a smile appearing on my face as she said this. Who doesn’t welcome appreciation? I showed her the henna artwork on my hands and the nail artwork on my fingernails. This was done at the mall on the insistence of Girja. “What is my husband going to say about this? Won’t he wonder why all this was done?” Girja wanted me to have the full bride look.
“Why should he get suspicious or whatever. That’s why I did it for my hands too,” She said showing her hands. “It’s just two women who were pampering themselves. Even if he asks I’ll say that since I wanted to do it for myself I was the one who insisted you get it done too.”
She reached behind me and unhooked my bra. The first time another woman was doing so. Strangely enough Vikram had unhooked my bra more times than my husband. That was because it was almost always I who did it before joining my husband for sex. She held my two plump but firm breasts in the palm of her hands as id weighing them. Though Girja was taller than me I was bigger than her in this regard.
“How can something as ample as this be so firm still,” she said,” your skin feels so plush on my fingers. She gently squeezed my flesh. This too was the first time another woman was doing this on my breasts. My nipples puckered up, I don’t know whether it was because of this or the anticipation of being with Vikram soon.
Seeing my distended nipples Girja smiled. She then did something totally unexpected. She suddenly leaned forward and kissed my nipple. I jerked back a bit in surprise.
“Sorry Bavani, they were so inviting that I couldn’t help myself. That rascal Vikram is going to feast on these. Even though I am a woman I feel envious of him.”
Seeing me look at her strangely Girja said,” hey don’t look at me like that, I’m no lesbian but seeing how sexy you are even my desire is slightly provoked. If I as a woman can feel like this then what a lucky bastard Vikram is.”
She then removed the panties I wore till I was completely naked in front of another woman letting her prepare me for an afternoon of sex with my lover. She artfully raised one eyebrow when she saw my pussy. My black pubic hair was trimmed down very neatly into a triangular shave and the black hair was a thin thatch in stark contrast to my fair skin. Fairer than in other places because of never being exposed to the sun.
“Very sexy,” she said,” but still needs a little work. Come lie down on the bed with your legs open.”
“Why Girja, It’s okay .. I’m fine with this,” I said.
“No back chat, just do as I say. I’ve to get you perfect for Vikram. Now be a good girl and do as I say.” When I reluctantly did as she said she nodded her head in satisfaction. “Just wait I’ll be back in a jiffy,” She said and quickly went into her bathroom. When she came back a few seconds later she had a new razor in one hand and a can of foam in the other. Was she going to shave me clean? No, no Vikram liked it with some pubic hair.
“No Girja don’t shave me there,” I protested quickly.
She smiled at me and said,” Don’t worry, I’m not going to do that, I know what Vikram likes. It’s just a little minor adjustment.”
She took a bit of shaving foam and applied it to the outer pussy lips in a thin line. She then shaved off the small bits of her on the lips so that my pink labia were visible clearly surrounded by my thatch of hair. “Now this looks better,” She said with satisfaction. Her fingers had to hold my lips slightly apart as she shaved. That gentle grazing was causing pleasure to seep inside my body. In spite of it being a woman’s fingers the whole scene had been erotic and I had got wet slightly. Girja could see the glistening and she smiled mischievously. Her finger ran just inside between my pussy lips as she scooped out my sticky release. She reached for some tissues in the box on the bedside table and wiped off my stickiness.
“Let Vikram get you wet,” she teased. She quickly got up and took out the innerwear we had just bought for this occasion. She let her fingers run over the red lacy thongs we had bought. Me clad in the hot and sexy red was definitely going to be a turn on for Vikram.
“This looks very sexy. Seeing you in this is going to be enough to make Vikram drool out his precum.” Girja accurately voiced out what was running in my mind. All this talk was embarrassing but highly erotic. She was really arousing my mood for the unbridled adulterous sex that I was going to indulge in. I sat at the edge of the bed and wore the thongs. The thongs were translucent enough for the triangle shape of my pussy hair to cause a dark contrast, the difference visible to the eyes.
“Get up Bavani I want to see how it looks with you standing.”
As I got up Girja gave me the three inches heeled sandal to wear. When I wore the sandals, the heels caused a tightening of my calf, thigh and butt muscles making them look smoother and more attractive. Now, I was naked except for the sandals and the thongs.
“Walk around for me,” She said.
“Why?” I asked.
“Just do it and look in the mirror at your legs as you walk.”
I did as she said and she was right. When I did that I saw that the sway of my butt and hips were accentuated. It was naturally alluring.
“When you have sex with Vikram don’t remove your sandals. It will give you a sexier look.”
Next she took out a lacy half cup bra with the colour matching my thongs that we had bought for this special day. She bought it just a tiny bit smaller than my size. I didn’t understand the reason then but when I wore it now I could see the ripe melon flesh being pushed up to bulge as if about to overflow. I felt a bit uncomfortable but it was worth it for this look. When Vikram strips me of my saree and petticoat this is what he would see. I couldn’t wait to see the look in his eyes. I had never wanted to look more glamorous and sexy for a man than I did for Vikram. He had seen me naked before but the sight of my body must be especially erotic for him on this special day of ours.
“Sit in front of the dressing table Bavani, I’ll get you ready for him,” Girja said. She was quite good in putting on my make up. The eyeshadow, the blush, the lip gloss, the works till I did indeed look like a bride. A simply gorgeous bride. I wore the lowest cut blouse that I had that showed a generous portion of my back. I myself tied the saree she gave me but she was not happy the way I did it and moved it about three inches below my navel. That would make it easy for Vikram to kiss and tongue my navel even before he undresses me.
When we were ready to go over to Vikram’s apartment Girja looked out first to ensure there was no one in the corridor. Then she led me out to the apartment opposite which she opened straightaway. He must have kept it open for us. I walked with her as a bashful bride would. Today somebody else was going to make me his wife, though this was illegal in society but for me it was real. I was living in dream world. Let me enjoy this dream till it lasts. When I walked into my husband’s bedroom on my first night as a virgin there was a lot more trepidation than excitement. I’ve heard how painful it would be the first time and that fear was always there on the back of my mind. But today there was only excitement. I looked around the apartment, the home of my new husband .. my new secret home. It was sparsely furnished but clean and neat. It needed a woman’s touch I thought to myself. Vikram was not there but he must have heard us coming in because just then he came out of the bedroom. He took one look at me and then stood there looking at me open mouthed. What other look can a woman want from a man than that look on Vikram’s face. A look of stunned admiration and appreciation. I smiled demurely on seeing the look on his face.
“You look amazing Bavani, I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman in my life,” he said with desire dripping in his voice.
“You must thank me Vikram, I got her ready just for you,” Girja interjected.
Vikram looked at her gratefully. “She doesn’t have too much of time, shouldn’t you love two birds get at it,” Girja said rather crudely.
Vikram was also dressed up like a groom in silk clothing. He said,” Wait there is something important first,” and he took out mangalsutra and chain from his pocket.
Seeing that Girja was astounded. “Are really going to marry her? I thought that you only just wanted her dressed up as a bride.” She was not aware of Vikram’s plan.
“Yes, Girja. She’s going to be my wife .. my secret wife.”
“But .. but .. she already has a real husband.”
“That husband is out of family responsibility and duty, I’m for love and desire. Which is more special, you tell me Girja.” What he didn’t tell her was that from this love and desire he wants me to produce a child for him, a true love child.
“Whatever .. this is blowing my mind,” Girja said. “Okay, I’ll leave you two together now.”
“Wait Girja, you have one more thing to do.”
Girja was surprised, well, I was surprised too that Viklram stopped Girja from leaving. “Why Vikram, what do you want me to do?”
“I’m going to put this around her neck, I don’t want the old one there when we consummate this marriage now.” Vikram was asking something that even made me feel slightly uncomfortable. But I can’t have two sacred symbols of marriage hanging around my neck at the same time can I?
“So? What do you want me to do?” Girja asked.
“Remove it from her neck for me Girja, please.”
“Why can’t she .. or for that matter you do it?”
Vikram then said something that caused a slight stab in my heart. Even though I was deep in adultery but what he said I felt I had really descended into unredeemable decadence.
“When the husband is no more it is some other lady from the family who would remove it. For the next few hours Mohan is not in her life, only I am.”
Girja looked at me as if to ask if it was okay with me. I just looked at the floor without indicating anything. Taking my silence as agreement Girja walked up to me to remove that sacred chain. My bent neck made it easier for her to do so. I was suddenly afraid what she was going to do with it. Luckily she walked to the prayer alter and placed it carefully there.
“Girja, you are going to be the witness to our marriage,” Vikram said.
He led me to the same alter where my chain was shining because of the lit lamp. “With this Bavani you are mine completely,” Vikram said huskily as he put the chain around my neck.
“Congratulations Vikram .. Bavani .. Vikram, now kiss your wife.”
Vikram lip-locked me tightly in a passionate kiss. With that kiss he lifted me in his arms. I wrapped my hands around his neck burying my face in his neck being too shy to look at Girja. I slightly moved my head to look at his face from the corner of my eyes. He looked at Girja meaningfully. Girja understood what he meant.
“Have fun you two, you have a little over three hours. I’ll leave you alone now.” I heard the door click shut as she left the apartment.
Now I looked at his face as we grinned at each other. “Did you do as I said?” he asked.
I didn’t know what he meant and asked him,” What?’
“Stop taking your birth control tabs?’
“Yes,” I said shyly. His face blossomed in a bright smile.
“Let’s go make a baby.”
We walked into his bedroom .. no, our bedroom, I could feel the blast of cool air hit me. He had the AC on ready for our heated lovemaking. The room and bed were decorated with flowers. He had gone to a lot of trouble to make this first night (afternoon) real just as I had. He stood me on the ground again as we kissed once more as man and wife. This was going to be the sweetest afternoon of my life.
She
“You strip first I’ll get you ready,” Girja said.
“No, Girja I feel shy, I’ll get ready myself,” I said.
“What is there to be shy? I’ve seen you naked before this. Why I’ve even seen you fucking with Vikram.”
She was very crude but those words were stimulating my arousal. She was going to get me ready as a bride for my second marriage. The unusual thing about this though was that my first husband was still there and we were still married. The symbol of that marriage was still hanging around my neck but is it going to be replaced by a new one today? I still stood without complying to Girja’s instructions.
“This is getting us nowhere,” Girja said as she herself started stripping me of my clothes. I only made some token resistance. The sooner she finishes the sooner I can be with my handsome Vikram. My impatience was very understandable as it was well over a month since I and my lover made glorious love in the hotel. In no time I was just standing in my bra and panties. Girja’s eyes roamed up and down my body appreciatively.
“No wonder Vikram is going gaga over you. Your body is a dream … just made for sex and pleasure,” She said with a small wolf whistle.
“You are making fun of me Girja, look at this bit of extra flesh,” I said holding a bit of my hip flesh in my thumb and two fingers,” I’ve given birth to a child how can I have the sexy svelte figure of before.”
“Is that what you know of men?” Girja said haughtily. “Men don’t like all skin and bones, they like curvaceous but voluptuous body like yours that oozes sex.”
I couldn’t help a smile appearing on my face as she said this. Who doesn’t welcome appreciation? I showed her the henna artwork on my hands and the nail artwork on my fingernails. This was done at the mall on the insistence of Girja. “What is my husband going to say about this? Won’t he wonder why all this was done?” Girja wanted me to have the full bride look.
“Why should he get suspicious or whatever. That’s why I did it for my hands too,” She said showing her hands. “It’s just two women who were pampering themselves. Even if he asks I’ll say that since I wanted to do it for myself I was the one who insisted you get it done too.”
She reached behind me and unhooked my bra. The first time another woman was doing so. Strangely enough Vikram had unhooked my bra more times than my husband. That was because it was almost always I who did it before joining my husband for sex. She held my two plump but firm breasts in the palm of her hands as id weighing them. Though Girja was taller than me I was bigger than her in this regard.
“How can something as ample as this be so firm still,” she said,” your skin feels so plush on my fingers. She gently squeezed my flesh. This too was the first time another woman was doing this on my breasts. My nipples puckered up, I don’t know whether it was because of this or the anticipation of being with Vikram soon.
Seeing my distended nipples Girja smiled. She then did something totally unexpected. She suddenly leaned forward and kissed my nipple. I jerked back a bit in surprise.
“Sorry Bavani, they were so inviting that I couldn’t help myself. That rascal Vikram is going to feast on these. Even though I am a woman I feel envious of him.”
Seeing me look at her strangely Girja said,” hey don’t look at me like that, I’m no lesbian but seeing how sexy you are even my desire is slightly provoked. If I as a woman can feel like this then what a lucky bastard Vikram is.”
She then removed the panties I wore till I was completely naked in front of another woman letting her prepare me for an afternoon of sex with my lover. She artfully raised one eyebrow when she saw my pussy. My black pubic hair was trimmed down very neatly into a triangular shave and the black hair was a thin thatch in stark contrast to my fair skin. Fairer than in other places because of never being exposed to the sun.
“Very sexy,” she said,” but still needs a little work. Come lie down on the bed with your legs open.”
“Why Girja, It’s okay .. I’m fine with this,” I said.
“No back chat, just do as I say. I’ve to get you perfect for Vikram. Now be a good girl and do as I say.” When I reluctantly did as she said she nodded her head in satisfaction. “Just wait I’ll be back in a jiffy,” She said and quickly went into her bathroom. When she came back a few seconds later she had a new razor in one hand and a can of foam in the other. Was she going to shave me clean? No, no Vikram liked it with some pubic hair.
“No Girja don’t shave me there,” I protested quickly.
She smiled at me and said,” Don’t worry, I’m not going to do that, I know what Vikram likes. It’s just a little minor adjustment.”
She took a bit of shaving foam and applied it to the outer pussy lips in a thin line. She then shaved off the small bits of her on the lips so that my pink labia were visible clearly surrounded by my thatch of hair. “Now this looks better,” She said with satisfaction. Her fingers had to hold my lips slightly apart as she shaved. That gentle grazing was causing pleasure to seep inside my body. In spite of it being a woman’s fingers the whole scene had been erotic and I had got wet slightly. Girja could see the glistening and she smiled mischievously. Her finger ran just inside between my pussy lips as she scooped out my sticky release. She reached for some tissues in the box on the bedside table and wiped off my stickiness.
“Let Vikram get you wet,” she teased. She quickly got up and took out the innerwear we had just bought for this occasion. She let her fingers run over the red lacy thongs we had bought. Me clad in the hot and sexy red was definitely going to be a turn on for Vikram.
“This looks very sexy. Seeing you in this is going to be enough to make Vikram drool out his precum.” Girja accurately voiced out what was running in my mind. All this talk was embarrassing but highly erotic. She was really arousing my mood for the unbridled adulterous sex that I was going to indulge in. I sat at the edge of the bed and wore the thongs. The thongs were translucent enough for the triangle shape of my pussy hair to cause a dark contrast, the difference visible to the eyes.
“Get up Bavani I want to see how it looks with you standing.”
As I got up Girja gave me the three inches heeled sandal to wear. When I wore the sandals, the heels caused a tightening of my calf, thigh and butt muscles making them look smoother and more attractive. Now, I was naked except for the sandals and the thongs.
“Walk around for me,” She said.
“Why?” I asked.
“Just do it and look in the mirror at your legs as you walk.”
I did as she said and she was right. When I did that I saw that the sway of my butt and hips were accentuated. It was naturally alluring.
“When you have sex with Vikram don’t remove your sandals. It will give you a sexier look.”
Next she took out a lacy half cup bra with the colour matching my thongs that we had bought for this special day. She bought it just a tiny bit smaller than my size. I didn’t understand the reason then but when I wore it now I could see the ripe melon flesh being pushed up to bulge as if about to overflow. I felt a bit uncomfortable but it was worth it for this look. When Vikram strips me of my saree and petticoat this is what he would see. I couldn’t wait to see the look in his eyes. I had never wanted to look more glamorous and sexy for a man than I did for Vikram. He had seen me naked before but the sight of my body must be especially erotic for him on this special day of ours.
“Sit in front of the dressing table Bavani, I’ll get you ready for him,” Girja said. She was quite good in putting on my make up. The eyeshadow, the blush, the lip gloss, the works till I did indeed look like a bride. A simply gorgeous bride. I wore the lowest cut blouse that I had that showed a generous portion of my back. I myself tied the saree she gave me but she was not happy the way I did it and moved it about three inches below my navel. That would make it easy for Vikram to kiss and tongue my navel even before he undresses me.
When we were ready to go over to Vikram’s apartment Girja looked out first to ensure there was no one in the corridor. Then she led me out to the apartment opposite which she opened straightaway. He must have kept it open for us. I walked with her as a bashful bride would. Today somebody else was going to make me his wife, though this was illegal in society but for me it was real. I was living in dream world. Let me enjoy this dream till it lasts. When I walked into my husband’s bedroom on my first night as a virgin there was a lot more trepidation than excitement. I’ve heard how painful it would be the first time and that fear was always there on the back of my mind. But today there was only excitement. I looked around the apartment, the home of my new husband .. my new secret home. It was sparsely furnished but clean and neat. It needed a woman’s touch I thought to myself. Vikram was not there but he must have heard us coming in because just then he came out of the bedroom. He took one look at me and then stood there looking at me open mouthed. What other look can a woman want from a man than that look on Vikram’s face. A look of stunned admiration and appreciation. I smiled demurely on seeing the look on his face.
“You look amazing Bavani, I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman in my life,” he said with desire dripping in his voice.
“You must thank me Vikram, I got her ready just for you,” Girja interjected.
Vikram looked at her gratefully. “She doesn’t have too much of time, shouldn’t you love two birds get at it,” Girja said rather crudely.
Vikram was also dressed up like a groom in silk clothing. He said,” Wait there is something important first,” and he took out mangalsutra and chain from his pocket.
Seeing that Girja was astounded. “Are really going to marry her? I thought that you only just wanted her dressed up as a bride.” She was not aware of Vikram’s plan.
“Yes, Girja. She’s going to be my wife .. my secret wife.”
“But .. but .. she already has a real husband.”
“That husband is out of family responsibility and duty, I’m for love and desire. Which is more special, you tell me Girja.” What he didn’t tell her was that from this love and desire he wants me to produce a child for him, a true love child.
“Whatever .. this is blowing my mind,” Girja said. “Okay, I’ll leave you two together now.”
“Wait Girja, you have one more thing to do.”
Girja was surprised, well, I was surprised too that Viklram stopped Girja from leaving. “Why Vikram, what do you want me to do?”
“I’m going to put this around her neck, I don’t want the old one there when we consummate this marriage now.” Vikram was asking something that even made me feel slightly uncomfortable. But I can’t have two sacred symbols of marriage hanging around my neck at the same time can I?
“So? What do you want me to do?” Girja asked.
“Remove it from her neck for me Girja, please.”
“Why can’t she .. or for that matter you do it?”
Vikram then said something that caused a slight stab in my heart. Even though I was deep in adultery but what he said I felt I had really descended into unredeemable decadence.
“When the husband is no more it is some other lady from the family who would remove it. For the next few hours Mohan is not in her life, only I am.”
Girja looked at me as if to ask if it was okay with me. I just looked at the floor without indicating anything. Taking my silence as agreement Girja walked up to me to remove that sacred chain. My bent neck made it easier for her to do so. I was suddenly afraid what she was going to do with it. Luckily she walked to the prayer alter and placed it carefully there.
“Girja, you are going to be the witness to our marriage,” Vikram said.
He led me to the same alter where my chain was shining because of the lit lamp. “With this Bavani you are mine completely,” Vikram said huskily as he put the chain around my neck.
“Congratulations Vikram .. Bavani .. Vikram, now kiss your wife.”
Vikram lip-locked me tightly in a passionate kiss. With that kiss he lifted me in his arms. I wrapped my hands around his neck burying my face in his neck being too shy to look at Girja. I slightly moved my head to look at his face from the corner of my eyes. He looked at Girja meaningfully. Girja understood what he meant.
“Have fun you two, you have a little over three hours. I’ll leave you alone now.” I heard the door click shut as she left the apartment.
Now I looked at his face as we grinned at each other. “Did you do as I said?” he asked.
I didn’t know what he meant and asked him,” What?’
“Stop taking your birth control tabs?’
“Yes,” I said shyly. His face blossomed in a bright smile.
“Let’s go make a baby.”
We walked into his bedroom .. no, our bedroom, I could feel the blast of cool air hit me. He had the AC on ready for our heated lovemaking. The room and bed were decorated with flowers. He had gone to a lot of trouble to make this first night (afternoon) real just as I had. He stood me on the ground again as we kissed once more as man and wife. This was going to be the sweetest afternoon of my life.
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