I was invited to attend the wedding of Sameer, a college friend. We had drifted apart since then, but still used to catch up for a beer once in a while. Sameer was marrying Lata , a traditional Marwari girl his parents had finalized, he had met her a couple of times and according to him her innocent beauty had drawn him to her. I was not very excited about attending the wedding as neither non-veg nor drinks were going to be served at the wedding. Anyways as it turned dark I joined the wedding party and we danced all the way to wedding arena.
The bride’s family welcomed us all, and we were all ready for the ceremonies to begin. Hush fell as the bride came in with her sisters, friends and brothers. Lata was a vision in red & gold lehnga. Her moon face , large kohl lines eyes , red pouty lips , 36 D creamy boobs , which were half visible due to deep “U” cut of her blouse, the necklace which was resting comfortable in her cleavage , her tiny waist , the hint of her large round shapely hips – all made her a very desirable woman in my eyes. And what I desire, I take.