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As the day progressed the complexity of the rituals also varied.It was tiring.Probably this was one of the means to test the worthiness of the wedding vows.Truly if one went through it,he/she wouldnot dare to break and re marry its just not worth the trouble.
As I said part of my impatience was due to the incident that had last night ..ok I did not know yet if it happened. But I needed to find out.
And to investigate any crime,one needs the crime scene to be intact.one of the golden rules of crime detection and investigation.But in my case the crime scene was being wiped clean.That added much more to my anxiety.
Few hours later finally I got a chance to get back into the room.I looked around.Perhaps I was the first woman who was investigating a sexual harrasment of which she was the victim.But I wished to go in a professional manner like Dexter the blood spatter analyst with miami metro.Ofcourse there was no blood.
That was important coz it meant i was still a virgin.
Now returning to the question whether crime did happen.Fact 1 ,I had gone over and over again in my mind,I had not removed my panty,I was wearing it while sleeping.So it did happen.Now how did the person enter and leave without a trace.
Incidentally the answer to it was not as difficult as I thought.And ironically the process of cleaning up actually had revealed it.
When I entered the room I saw the servants using a small staircase outside to bring things in and out.The room had a small extension which ended with a door,open the door and voila it led to staircase which led you out.The extension itself had a door,but it was conspicuous enough to go unnoticed.
The door to extension and staircase had been opened today to enable passage.So whoever the guy was knew about it,probably was still around when I was opening the door.
I just casually enquired about it from Sarita,and she retorted with same casualness,that its generally locked and dad had its keys with him.
I was seething with anger and felt so helpless.
So it was my father in law was the bear who licked my honey.But how do I confront him. I was washing my face,when all of these things were going in my mind.But in some corner of my mind I still felt something was wrong.It could not have been that simple.As I said earlier we humans tend be make impressions in mind about people we meet,talk or chat.He some how did not fit the bill.Anyways what was I going to do even if I found out ,except having to remain alert.
So I felt it was best to give up the pursuit and soar up the defences.
The reception was in the evening,every one seemed busy making preparations.Rohit was the star being the Groom's brother.Jumping around ordering folks to do things .He was kinda cute. I had not chatted with him.In Indian households a brother in law is the bride's best friend.He was nice bit was blushing when I started talking to him which made him look still cuter.We were having niceities when Manoj walked in.He just gave a sheepish smile,looked me in the eye and asked if 'I slept properly last night'.I replied yes,he smiled and quipped ,there were lot many bed bugs the last time he slept here.All laughed.He was the Son in law,so you either smile at what he said or agree to it.But was it an innocent remark or had an undertone to it.
Anwar was the one who was leading the pack working and leading men to do the lighting etc.He was heading towards the terrace just when he gave me a fleeting glance.My mother in law finally broke the commotion in my room,pressing on everyone to leave so I could get ready.
I did have to get ready,I got into the bathroom.The problem was I could not use the room provided no longer coz that had become the sort of service room that night.I had to use another.Sarita accompanied me to the room.She carried the things I was to wear.I went into the bathroom while sarita waited on me outside.I removed my saree and got completely nude.I do that every time.Sarita kept chattering on.Then she said she would be back in a minute and went out of the room.Few minutes later done with the bath,i realized,I had left my undies outside.I could sense some one was in the room,i thought it must have been sarita.Hence I wrapped the towel and opened the door and called out'can you please hand me my clothes over there'.
When Sarita had left,manoj had walked in,and he probably felt it was her in the bathroom and as any romantic husband,seeing his chance he just barged into the bathroom.I was shocked to see him,so was he.but before I could shout he just closed my mouth with his hand.He bagan talking in hushed voice that he did not know it was me inside and was sorry,He pleaded me not to shout as it would be embarrassing for both of us.I came out of the shock and understood his point.so agreed and indicated so.He was about to leave just when sarita entered the room.
Realizing so he was quick to close the bathroom door.
Sarita chirruped if i was done with my bath,Manoj pleaded me to be calm and repply.I stammered that I wasnt still done.
During all of this I had not realized when my towel had slipped completely and i was standing nude infront of manoj.His hands had quikly moved from my mouth to my hips, his crotch was brushing against mine.No luckily he was not nude.
upon realizing so,I pushed him away,and asked sarita to give me my clothes.She was probably picking them up,when she said,'Bhabhi did you take your undergarments with you' I said no,she said 'ok then i think you did not bring them,let me get it from your bag.I would get them just wait'.she just walked before i could ask her to give my saree at least.
I remembered however bringing my soft cotton red panties and bra with me.I looked at Manoj,he naughtily pulled it out from inside his pant. 'I am sorry bhabhi' 'i thought they were sarita's hence just wished to play with it before making her wear them'.
All this while i was naked and not even bothering to cover my modesty with the wet towel.I did not wish to bend and pick it before him.Manoj finally realized my predicament and took the towel and wrapped me up.
This was the moment when Sarita was out ,he could have left,but he was showing no intention and so was I,it simply did not strike.he was wrapping me up making a knot and pushing it into my cleavage and i was allowing everything as if i were his pet.
Few minutes latter I called out sarita again,I heard someone walking towards the door.There was small knock. a soft voice answered 'Hey Neha,its me Satish,Sarita is not here' it was mother of all traps and embarrassment.'Tell me if I can help'.His tone was flirtatious.I asked for my clothes.
He flirted again 'What are you wearing dear?' 'let me in na' 'I am dying to see you' 'Cannot wait for tonight' 'You are damn sexy honey,do you know that dear'
'I would give you clothes on a condition' 'if you would let me in'.
Manoj was smiling.,he knew i could not shout now and pulled me closer to me,and whispered 'keep talking to him'.
Satish: Neha can you hear me tell me,open it na for me.
Neha : ji I am feeling shy no i cannot.
Manoj : signals me again to continue,his hands now grope my butts ,he lip sync's a nice with a wickedest smile.
Satish: hey tell me what are you wearing there.
manoj: removes my towel and asks me to answer.
Neha: i am not wearing anything
Satish: not a thing and wet wow.
Manoj; takes some water and splashes on me and smiles..'now u are wet too'
Neha: ji(yes)
Satish: hey do you have hair down there? i dont like it ,remove if you have any.I love licking it.
Manoj by then ventured down there and was intently looking at my pussy.he began sniffing it and looked up with the same wicked smile and hushed 'good' ..'its finger licking good'.He was probably about to kiss when began voluntarily backing towards the wall.Now I did not have much space between me and the wall,hence as i backed my ass curve just slided freely upwards on the tiled smooth wall ,while stood on my toes,and i could no further back.manoj just sunk his face between my thighs and kissed it.
Satish: Honey would you like being kissed there?
Neha: i was being kissed there..when i sighed a yes.Though i just wanted to shout it loud,'i was just loving it'.
Satish: Neha let me in now please.
I was getting orgasmic and mumbled somethin which satish conjured as no.
Satish would have continued to flirt,then Sarita entered,teased his brother and asked him to leave and stop teasing me.Satish probably scamppered out immediately making some excuse.I pushed manoj away,Honestly would have wanted him to continue but not here not now.I was about to reach the door and take my clothes when manoj caught me again this time from behind and grabbed my butt,pressed my butt chick hard.whishpered to my ears'how many times have you been butt fucked?' 'you cannot hide it from me' and gave me a little spank.
'You have been naughty' 'Have'nt you hmm?'
It hit me like 1000 volt shock,i turned pale..then he pushed me and asked to collect my dress and ask Sarita to leave the room.
So I did and soon after sarita left,Manoj did not waste a minute before being gone.I wore my clothes,still to come to terms with what had happened!!.
As I said part of my impatience was due to the incident that had last night ..ok I did not know yet if it happened. But I needed to find out.
And to investigate any crime,one needs the crime scene to be intact.one of the golden rules of crime detection and investigation.But in my case the crime scene was being wiped clean.That added much more to my anxiety.
Few hours later finally I got a chance to get back into the room.I looked around.Perhaps I was the first woman who was investigating a sexual harrasment of which she was the victim.But I wished to go in a professional manner like Dexter the blood spatter analyst with miami metro.Ofcourse there was no blood.
That was important coz it meant i was still a virgin.
Now returning to the question whether crime did happen.Fact 1 ,I had gone over and over again in my mind,I had not removed my panty,I was wearing it while sleeping.So it did happen.Now how did the person enter and leave without a trace.
Incidentally the answer to it was not as difficult as I thought.And ironically the process of cleaning up actually had revealed it.
When I entered the room I saw the servants using a small staircase outside to bring things in and out.The room had a small extension which ended with a door,open the door and voila it led to staircase which led you out.The extension itself had a door,but it was conspicuous enough to go unnoticed.
The door to extension and staircase had been opened today to enable passage.So whoever the guy was knew about it,probably was still around when I was opening the door.
I just casually enquired about it from Sarita,and she retorted with same casualness,that its generally locked and dad had its keys with him.
I was seething with anger and felt so helpless.
So it was my father in law was the bear who licked my honey.But how do I confront him. I was washing my face,when all of these things were going in my mind.But in some corner of my mind I still felt something was wrong.It could not have been that simple.As I said earlier we humans tend be make impressions in mind about people we meet,talk or chat.He some how did not fit the bill.Anyways what was I going to do even if I found out ,except having to remain alert.
So I felt it was best to give up the pursuit and soar up the defences.
The reception was in the evening,every one seemed busy making preparations.Rohit was the star being the Groom's brother.Jumping around ordering folks to do things .He was kinda cute. I had not chatted with him.In Indian households a brother in law is the bride's best friend.He was nice bit was blushing when I started talking to him which made him look still cuter.We were having niceities when Manoj walked in.He just gave a sheepish smile,looked me in the eye and asked if 'I slept properly last night'.I replied yes,he smiled and quipped ,there were lot many bed bugs the last time he slept here.All laughed.He was the Son in law,so you either smile at what he said or agree to it.But was it an innocent remark or had an undertone to it.
Anwar was the one who was leading the pack working and leading men to do the lighting etc.He was heading towards the terrace just when he gave me a fleeting glance.My mother in law finally broke the commotion in my room,pressing on everyone to leave so I could get ready.
I did have to get ready,I got into the bathroom.The problem was I could not use the room provided no longer coz that had become the sort of service room that night.I had to use another.Sarita accompanied me to the room.She carried the things I was to wear.I went into the bathroom while sarita waited on me outside.I removed my saree and got completely nude.I do that every time.Sarita kept chattering on.Then she said she would be back in a minute and went out of the room.Few minutes later done with the bath,i realized,I had left my undies outside.I could sense some one was in the room,i thought it must have been sarita.Hence I wrapped the towel and opened the door and called out'can you please hand me my clothes over there'.
When Sarita had left,manoj had walked in,and he probably felt it was her in the bathroom and as any romantic husband,seeing his chance he just barged into the bathroom.I was shocked to see him,so was he.but before I could shout he just closed my mouth with his hand.He bagan talking in hushed voice that he did not know it was me inside and was sorry,He pleaded me not to shout as it would be embarrassing for both of us.I came out of the shock and understood his point.so agreed and indicated so.He was about to leave just when sarita entered the room.
Realizing so he was quick to close the bathroom door.
Sarita chirruped if i was done with my bath,Manoj pleaded me to be calm and repply.I stammered that I wasnt still done.
During all of this I had not realized when my towel had slipped completely and i was standing nude infront of manoj.His hands had quikly moved from my mouth to my hips, his crotch was brushing against mine.No luckily he was not nude.
upon realizing so,I pushed him away,and asked sarita to give me my clothes.She was probably picking them up,when she said,'Bhabhi did you take your undergarments with you' I said no,she said 'ok then i think you did not bring them,let me get it from your bag.I would get them just wait'.she just walked before i could ask her to give my saree at least.
I remembered however bringing my soft cotton red panties and bra with me.I looked at Manoj,he naughtily pulled it out from inside his pant. 'I am sorry bhabhi' 'i thought they were sarita's hence just wished to play with it before making her wear them'.
All this while i was naked and not even bothering to cover my modesty with the wet towel.I did not wish to bend and pick it before him.Manoj finally realized my predicament and took the towel and wrapped me up.
This was the moment when Sarita was out ,he could have left,but he was showing no intention and so was I,it simply did not strike.he was wrapping me up making a knot and pushing it into my cleavage and i was allowing everything as if i were his pet.
Few minutes latter I called out sarita again,I heard someone walking towards the door.There was small knock. a soft voice answered 'Hey Neha,its me Satish,Sarita is not here' it was mother of all traps and embarrassment.'Tell me if I can help'.His tone was flirtatious.I asked for my clothes.
He flirted again 'What are you wearing dear?' 'let me in na' 'I am dying to see you' 'Cannot wait for tonight' 'You are damn sexy honey,do you know that dear'
'I would give you clothes on a condition' 'if you would let me in'.
Manoj was smiling.,he knew i could not shout now and pulled me closer to me,and whispered 'keep talking to him'.
Satish: Neha can you hear me tell me,open it na for me.
Neha : ji I am feeling shy no i cannot.
Manoj : signals me again to continue,his hands now grope my butts ,he lip sync's a nice with a wickedest smile.
Satish: hey tell me what are you wearing there.
manoj: removes my towel and asks me to answer.
Neha: i am not wearing anything
Satish: not a thing and wet wow.
Manoj; takes some water and splashes on me and smiles..'now u are wet too'
Neha: ji(yes)
Satish: hey do you have hair down there? i dont like it ,remove if you have any.I love licking it.
Manoj by then ventured down there and was intently looking at my pussy.he began sniffing it and looked up with the same wicked smile and hushed 'good' ..'its finger licking good'.He was probably about to kiss when began voluntarily backing towards the wall.Now I did not have much space between me and the wall,hence as i backed my ass curve just slided freely upwards on the tiled smooth wall ,while stood on my toes,and i could no further back.manoj just sunk his face between my thighs and kissed it.
Satish: Honey would you like being kissed there?
Neha: i was being kissed there..when i sighed a yes.Though i just wanted to shout it loud,'i was just loving it'.
Satish: Neha let me in now please.
I was getting orgasmic and mumbled somethin which satish conjured as no.
Satish would have continued to flirt,then Sarita entered,teased his brother and asked him to leave and stop teasing me.Satish probably scamppered out immediately making some excuse.I pushed manoj away,Honestly would have wanted him to continue but not here not now.I was about to reach the door and take my clothes when manoj caught me again this time from behind and grabbed my butt,pressed my butt chick hard.whishpered to my ears'how many times have you been butt fucked?' 'you cannot hide it from me' and gave me a little spank.
'You have been naughty' 'Have'nt you hmm?'
It hit me like 1000 volt shock,i turned pale..then he pushed me and asked to collect my dress and ask Sarita to leave the room.
So I did and soon after sarita left,Manoj did not waste a minute before being gone.I wore my clothes,still to come to terms with what had happened!!.
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