I pushed the door and went in. I almost froze as I saw her standing near the dressing table.
She was wearing a very beautiful red sari which I have never seen before I don't know when she brought it.
She was also wearing a matching red blouse which was very thin and showed her black bra inside.
The blouse was clinching tightly to her breasts making them look voluptuous.
She had pulled the sari around her very tightly because of which the roundness of her bottom had become quite obvious.
She was wearing red color glass bangles in her hands and beautiful golden necklace around her neck.
She was holding something in her closed hands.
" Mohan lock the door and come near me. "
I was mesmerized. I did exactly what she said. I was walking like a zombie towards her.
She snapped her fingers in front of my eyes.
" Mohan what are you thinking of ? "
" Uggh ma " I came out of that spell.
" Yes what happened to you honey ? "
" Ma you look so beautiful. "
" Then come closer to me honey. "
I moved close to her and I wanted to put my arms around her but she stopped me.
" Honey look at this " She opened her palm and raised it up to my chest.
There was a " Magal sutra" a scared necklace which every married Hindu woman should wear and a small box.
I wonder what was in that box. She opened the box.
It was containing " sindhur " (vermilion, blood-red powder) which most married Hindu woman would put in their head where their hair parted.
" Mohan you married me but you never made me your wife. "
" Ma I always .... "
" Shhhh " she kept her finger over my lips.
" You must tie this mangal sutra around my neck and put this sindhur in my hair.
For me this will be your acceptance of me as your wife. "
I picked up the mangal sutra and tied it around her neck. She was looking lovingly in my eyes.
I tried to kiss her but she kept her finger on my lips. Then I picked the box from her hand and picked up some sindhur from it and put it in her hair where they parted. She had closed her eyes with joy when I was putting sindhur in her hair.
I then kept the box on the dressing table. I pulled her towards me by placing my arms around her waist.
She opened her eyes and raised her chin to offer her lips to me. I pulled her further towards me to which she responded by putting her arms around my neck and resting her soft and voluptuous breasts against my chest.
She moaned with pleasure as I pressed her bottom with one hand and pushed her shoulders towards me forcing her breasts towards my chest. I slowly kissed her lips and she responded by slipping her tongue in my mouth.
Our breathing increased and we both were now ready to mate.
" Ma you look so beautiful in this sari "
" Oh honey that's my wedding sari. This is only the second time I am wearing it "
" So where was it all these years. "
" May be it was waiting for today. " She said naughtily.
She was wearing a very beautiful red sari which I have never seen before I don't know when she brought it.
She was also wearing a matching red blouse which was very thin and showed her black bra inside.
The blouse was clinching tightly to her breasts making them look voluptuous.
She had pulled the sari around her very tightly because of which the roundness of her bottom had become quite obvious.
She was wearing red color glass bangles in her hands and beautiful golden necklace around her neck.
She was holding something in her closed hands.
" Mohan lock the door and come near me. "
I was mesmerized. I did exactly what she said. I was walking like a zombie towards her.
She snapped her fingers in front of my eyes.
" Mohan what are you thinking of ? "
" Uggh ma " I came out of that spell.
" Yes what happened to you honey ? "
" Ma you look so beautiful. "
" Then come closer to me honey. "
I moved close to her and I wanted to put my arms around her but she stopped me.
" Honey look at this " She opened her palm and raised it up to my chest.
There was a " Magal sutra" a scared necklace which every married Hindu woman should wear and a small box.
I wonder what was in that box. She opened the box.
It was containing " sindhur " (vermilion, blood-red powder) which most married Hindu woman would put in their head where their hair parted.
" Mohan you married me but you never made me your wife. "
" Ma I always .... "
" Shhhh " she kept her finger over my lips.
" You must tie this mangal sutra around my neck and put this sindhur in my hair.
For me this will be your acceptance of me as your wife. "
I picked up the mangal sutra and tied it around her neck. She was looking lovingly in my eyes.
I tried to kiss her but she kept her finger on my lips. Then I picked the box from her hand and picked up some sindhur from it and put it in her hair where they parted. She had closed her eyes with joy when I was putting sindhur in her hair.
I then kept the box on the dressing table. I pulled her towards me by placing my arms around her waist.
She opened her eyes and raised her chin to offer her lips to me. I pulled her further towards me to which she responded by putting her arms around my neck and resting her soft and voluptuous breasts against my chest.
She moaned with pleasure as I pressed her bottom with one hand and pushed her shoulders towards me forcing her breasts towards my chest. I slowly kissed her lips and she responded by slipping her tongue in my mouth.
Our breathing increased and we both were now ready to mate.
" Ma you look so beautiful in this sari "
" Oh honey that's my wedding sari. This is only the second time I am wearing it "
" So where was it all these years. "
" May be it was waiting for today. " She said naughtily.