When Ritu got out of the shower, she saw that Rahul had already gone down to greet the guests. She walked over to her dressed and found a small box with a note saying "wear this tonight with your Saree." Ritu opened the box was inside was a pair of black lace bra and panties. She felt the material and it had the freshness and softness of a brand new pair. She lifted it up and found a surprise. Both cups of the bra as well of the crotch of the panties had slits down right through the middle. The material was kept together by and small string tied in a bow in all thee places. Ritu just blinked for a second and then smiled very mischievously.
She toweled herself dry, rolled on her deodorant and sprayed her favorite body spray on her. Rose with a touch of Jasmine; Rahul always enjoyed it whenever they were intimate. She then picked up the bra and examined it again. The slits looked provocative and she noticed that the sting was undoable allowing the slits to completely open. Ritu started getting all sorts of naughty thought and had to shake her head to bring her back to her senses. She was expected down soon and she had to get ready. She wore the bra first and then slipped on her panties. When she bent down to wear her Petticoat (skirt worn inside the Saree) she felt her pussy lips pushing against the slit trying to slip out. Not the most comfortable feeling, but certainly an erotic factor.
Ritu wore a very exquisite chiffon Saree with gold embroideries and a red trim. She tied it low below the navel, just above the hip accentuating her almost flat tummy. The material was very sheer and when she draped the long end over her body, it did nothing to hide her belly and prominent navel. The accompanying sleeveless blouse was made of silk with a deep and board back and a V-neck pattern. She could feel her nipples pushing through the slit and occasionally peeking out as she wore the blouse. The ample bra covered bosoms was confined by thee hooks that kept the blouse from opening up. The Saree drape again did nothing to hide the cleavage that was bulging out of the blouse. She could feel her nipple brushing against the lips blouse and getting hard frequently. This was going to be a very interesting night Ritu thought to herself.
Next came the jewelry and she wanted it to be extra special. She started with items she knew would get Rahul's attention. First she wore her payal (anklets), then the thin gold waist chat with the pendant resting right below the navel. She wore her wedding chain or Mangal Sutra which is the mark of every Indian married woman. She put on her wedding rings on her henna covered hands, and complimented them with her toe ring on her henna covered feet. She wore matching earrings and put the finishing touches on her outfit by putting on a small decorative Bindi (forehead décor) on her forehead, followed by the Teeka (hair pendant) that hung just below her hair line above her Bindi.
She looked in the mirror and admired herself for a second. She had a sly smile on her face because she knew that Rahul was going to be floored. He always commented on her beauty and she knew that he loved her with all his heart. She wanted to see the look of awe on his face when she he saw him and experience the feeling of love, satisfaction and desire wash over her. She wanted to see his expression when she told him that she was wearing his favorite pair or bra and panties he had selected for her and knowing that in such a formal occasion he would be powerless to give into his lust, she wanted to see his agony.
But Ritu knew that she too would pay the price for his because know what lay ahead after the function was already causing her heart to flutter. Thinking about Rahul's prowess and sexual energy, which she had experienced many times, was causing her body to respond and awaken her own sexual desires. Forcing herself to calm down, she took deep breaths and walked out of the bedroom.
Ritu walked down the stairs and into the hall leading to the living room. Rahul was busy entertaining for of the early arrivals. He turned his head and almost bumped into the server when his eyes found Ritu. He gave a brad grin and winked her at approvingly. He mouthed the words "love you" and as Ritu smilingly went on her way, Rahul just gave a deep sigh counting the hours till he would enjoy his just rewards.
This was a very festive night in the household as Rahul and Ritu were hosting Rahul's brothers' reception. The wedding had taken place three days ago, and while the reception was going to be in a banquet hall of a luxury hotel, a number of the family had gathered at their place before heading out together. While segregation was never an issue, the older generation always preferred to stay within the sexes. So while Rahul was busy entertaining the uncles, and the grand parents, Ritu was busy taking care of the ladies' needs. Also the women who needed to make last minute adjustments to their wardrobe or makeup, all wanted Ritu's opinion. She was somewhat of an expert in this area and was well accepted and respected ad the best looking and best dressed woman of the family.
Ritu's cell phone buzzed and she picked it up to see a text message from Rahul. Smiling she checked it and it said "U LK SXY". She felt her face flush. While she and Rahul weren't newly weds, the wedding atmosphere had caused her to reminisce a lot about her own wedding three years ago.
At around eight O'clock, everyone started to get ready to leave when Ritu's phone buzzed again. Rahul had sent another message "I WNT U." This time Ritu felt a shiver run through her. She had been right, Rahul was counting the minutes to tonight and he wasn't going to make the wait easy for her either.
The bride and groom were staying in the honeymoon suite of the same hotel. Rahul and Ritu along with the rest of the family and guests arrived at the hall, and the couple went up to the honeymoon suite to help the bride and groom come down. Rahul immediately started back slapping his brother in a "well done" fashion while teasing his new sister-in- law. Ritu in typical sisterly fashion chided the two men.
"Don't tease her, you men. This is her special time." Ritu admonished. But part of her was thinking how the bride and groom must have made love the past three nights. Just the thought of it brought back vivid and graphic memories of her wedding night. The rush with which her body responded to the sexual scenes in her mind surprised even her and she excused herself to go to the bathroom.
She was not surprised to see a pair of very sexy and very revealing lingerie hanging on the bathroom. Pink was a very good color for the bride as it complimented her fair skin and the pink lace thong panties were exquisite. Her curiosity got the best of her so she looked closer and smiled to find the crotch smeared with dried pussy juices. Ritu was getting wetter thinking about their sex-filled night. Wanting to regain composure, she wet a towel with cold water and gently patted her neck to cool herself down.
When she came out Ritu saw the guys chatting in the couch and the bride was looking at her. Ritu looked at her, gestured at the bathroom, and smiled, caused the bride to turn a bright crimson red.
"Did you have fun?" Ritu whispered walking over to her. "C'mon we're sisters now, you can tell me."
"Yes I did." She smiled back. "He's very good" she continued blushing even more.
Ritu was getting horny hearing this, and felt her pussy moisten. Imagining the bride and groom in the throes of their passion in the bed she was sitting on was an erotic thought.
"Any juicy details?" She inquired.
"Well" was a very hesitant reply. After a moments silence she said "he's got a very talented mouth" and turned away.
