Wedding Guest: Unplanning a Wedding
Korben Hunter
Wedding Guest
Unplanning a Wedding
Korben Hunter
© Sultry Publications, 2022
Table Of Contents
Introduction
Series Info
Chapter 1 - The special Guest Arrives
Chapter 2 – Sisters Will be Sisters
Chapter 3 – About the Father-in-Law
Chapter 4 – Ronnie’s Family Time
Chapter 5 – Ronnie’s Love Life
Chapter 6 – Ronnie the Dress Consultant
Chapter 7 – The Legend Arrives
Chapter 8 – Juhi Meets Her Samdhi
Chapter 9 – Madhuri Meets the Legend
Chapter 10 – Rakul Dances with Her father-in-law
Chapter 11 – Juhi Has a Private Meeting
Chapter 12 – The Family Lunch
Chapter 13 – Madhuri Gets a Shock
Chapter 14 – Ronnie Watches TV
Chapter 15 – Shopping with Sam
Chapter 16 – The Shoppers Have Dinner
Chapter 17 – Saying Goodnight to Sam
Chapter 18 – What will Juhi Say?
Chapter 19 – Ronnie Helps Madhuri
Chapter 20 – Sleeping With Mother-in-Law
Chapter 21 – Breakfast Time
Chapter 22 – Second Breakfast
Chapter 23 – Madhuri Goes on a Dinner Date
Chapter 24 – A Dance with Madhuri
Chapter 25 – Madhuri Gets a Serious News
Chapter 26 – The Goodnight Kiss
Chapter 27 – Madhuri Seeks Advice
Chapter 28 – Rakul Gets Comfortable
Chapter 29 – Juhi Needs Help in Planning
Chapter 30 – Madhuri Gets Ready for the Big Night
Chapter 31 – Rakul Gets Ready for the Night
Chapter 32 – Rakul Gets a Shock
Chapter 33 – Madhuri Gives a Strong Signal
Chapter 34 – Rakul Claims a Dance
Chapter 35 – Ronnie and Madhu Dance
Chapter 36 – Madhuri Flirts with Sam
Chapter 37 – Sam Acquires a Priceless Piece
Chapter 38 – Sam Stakes His Claim
Chapter 39 – Rakul Thinks Hard
Chapter 40 – Madhuri’s Training Starts
Open Questions
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Disclaimer
All characters, situations, events, places, activities and artefacts in this story are fictional. Romeo is a fictional character, his world is fictional, the film industry he works in is a figment of imagination, and the people he interacts with are fictional. This is a story written purely for entertainment and all the elements in this are fictional, created for the purpose of making the story interesting and enjoyable. Any similarity to any person, living or dead, shall be considered a coincidence for which the author and the publisher shall not be responsible.
It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.
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Adult Content Warning
Please be advised that this is a very adult story, what would be called X-rated in the US content rating system and XXX by the internet rating. There are a lot of sexual situations and graphic descriptions of sexual acts between men and women contained in this story.
This story includes a lot of sexual language including many hard core terms. This is a story written for entertainment and the situations as well as the actions performed by the characters are not real nor is it advised to follow their example in real life. The story includes many examples of polygamy, polyandry, cheating, cuckolding and some elements of BDSM. This is a story from fantasy and is not meant to be followed in real life.
Readers are advised to exercise discretion while reading the story and not get immersed in it to the point that it blurs the boundaries between real and fantasy. This is meant to be fun, read it purely for enjoyment. The description of any acts in this story is not an indication that they are endorsed by the author or the publisher.
There are many sexual situations and activities described in this book where creative licence has been taken to exaggerate reality for erotic effect. Readers are cautioned to not follow anything in this book and always practice safe sex in their lives. This book is fantasy, these characters do not come to harm other than as imagined by the author but the same things can be harmful and dangerous if followed in real life. Please do not take your guidance for sexual activities from this fantasy book.
It is not the intent of the author and publisher to insult, defame, damage, degrade or demoralise any group, sect, religion, gender or industry. This a story based on fantasy written for enjoyment.
Introduction
This story highlights my weakness as a writer. I was writing all the series books that you are familiar with and feeling a bit sluggish dealing with those long narratives. I thought about writing some short stories with a plan to publish each of them as a low-priced book.
I had a few themes in mind that could be the central thread for all the short stories in a book. The first theme I tackled was – pseudo-incest. That’s where people have sex with relatives that are not related to them by blood, for example, sex with in-laws like you see in the Man of Power series or sex with step-relatives which you might see in a future series.
Within this theme the first story was to be about a character called Madhuri Dixit who is a mature beauty who comes to attend her niece’s wedding and ends up in the hands of her niece’s father-in-law. I started plotting the story and found it easy to create the flow of events which would lead to the two mature people hooking up.
Now we come to my weakness – I cannot be brief to save my life! As soon as I started writing, I started putting more details in the story than you do for a short story and before I knew it the story that was supposed to be about fifty pages were more than three times that.
Regardless of the size of the story it was a fun story with a nice, intimate vibe so it was well worth publishing. I will still try to write short stories in the future but this one is neither a short story nor a full book. You can think of it as a mini novel as it’s a little over half the size of my usual books. I have tried my best to make it a self-contained story with an ending that makes sense.
I would wait to hear what you think about it.
Series Info
By rights, this page should not even be in this book as this was only ever supposed to be a self-contained story but as I wrote, the characters just grew organically and the sub-plots germinated on their own like mushrooms on top of a pile of cow dung. Oh, that’s gross, let me try again. The sub-plots germinated on their own like wildflowers by the side of the road.
The main plot of the story revolves around Madhuri Dixit who is a retired actress who lives in Bombay with her husband who is a doctor. She comes to Delhi to attend the wedding of her niece Rakul Preet. Rakul fell in love with Ronit Oberoi, also known as Ronnie, and fortunately for her when she introduced him to her family they all loved him as well.
Ronnie is the son of a billionaire businessman Sameer Oberoi who lives in US. Sameer “call me Sam” comes to India for his son’s wedding and meets Madhuri as part of the family stuff that normally takes place in an Indian wedding. Madhuri is not the young actress she used to be but she is still breathtakingly beautiful and Sam is taken by her as soon as he sees her. He is not a man who would let out a sigh and wish things were different. When he likes something, he goes ahead and acquires it. That, in this case, is not simple as Madhuri is married and her husband is going to join her for Rakul’s wedding in a few days.
As I wrote I tried to stay true to the main thread of the story but even so I could not just ignore the other characters, they were part of the whole tapestry that I was weaving. I tried to walk this tightrope and keep my balance between brevity and completeness with the intention to make it an enjoyable story even if it doesn’t answer all the questions that are raised in the narrative. Only you can tell me if I succeeded in writing a story that’s fun to read or not.
One thing that I already know is that there are a lot of open questions at the point the story ends. Writers have a saying “Stories are never completed, they are abandoned.” I also had to abandon this story at a point where I thought things had reached a reasonable conclusion. Although the open questions are there and the book warrants a sequel to address them I am not making a decision on that right now. Once you have read the book I would like you to let me know if you enjoyed it and if you think the story needs to continue in a sequel.
One quick note, usually I translate the Hindi words I use in the story but in this story there are a couple of words which don’t have English equivalents because names of relations in western culture are much more generic compared to the Indian culture.
So make note that “Samdhi” means the father-in-law of one’s offspring and “Samdhan” is the female version of that. It’s a relation that has the potential to be playful or flirty.
There is one difference in my writing style in this book. Usually, I keep things as real as possible with a slight mix of fantasy. In this story I have leaned slightly more toward fantasy to make things spicy and hot. Let me know if you enjoyed that or found it too unrealistic.
You can leave a review on the book listing page to give me your views or reach out to me in the other ways listed in back of the book.
I hope you enjoy this story.
Chapter 1 - The special Guest Arrives
“Madhu aunty! Madhu aunty!” Rakul waved her arm vigorously as she screamed at the top of her lungs.
A beautiful woman pushing a trolley turned her trolley towards her.
“Can’t you just say Madhu? You have to scream aunty in front of the public?” She said.
Rakul laughed and hugged her “I am sorry, aunty, I just got excited. But seriously aunties can be any age, you look like my elder sister.”
“Stop flattery.”
“No, really aunty, you look amazing, not even thirty yet.”
“Of course, why not?” She said but it was evident that she was pleased by her niece’s compliments.
While Rakul was laying it on a little thick, Madhuri Dixit did in fact look really good for her age. She was in her late forties but could easily pass for late thirties. She had a stunningly beautiful heart-shaped face and a trim figure that she kept toned and tight by doing a lot of hard work. She was wearing a strapless top and a skirt that didn’t quite reach her knees. It had a slit that bared her left leg all the way to her upper thigh when she walked. Her ankle boots had 5” high heels and called attention to her beautiful legs.
“I love your outfit, aunty. You look like a filmstar.”
“Well, I am a filmstar. I perfected the airport look already in my day. I keep my appearance glamorous and trendy even when I travel by economy, this time I have come by business class, thanks to you.
“Thanks to my fiancée’s father, aunty. He is sponsoring all these expenses.”
“Sounds like a great guy.”
“I have not met him yet but he has been fantastic so far.” Rakul said “Is this all your stuff? Let’s go. The car is that way.”
Chapter 2 – Sisters Will be Sisters
Juhi Chawla was happy to see her sister but her first comment was “What are you wearing, Madhu?”
“Don’t you start putting your middle-class morality on me, Juju,” Madhuri said as they hugged “I am fit, I am hot and I dress as I want.”
“Arre, I am also fit, honey, but wear backless blouses with sarees like me, na.” Juhi said “You go overboard.”
“Kajal, is this overboard?” Madhuri appealed to her older niece as she hugged her.
“No, aunty, you look rocking.” Kajal Agarwal said.
“Thank you, darling.” Madhuri smiled “Your middle-class class mother wants to clip my wings. She has no idea that filmstars have to dress for their public.”
“What filmstar?” Juhi said “You were in three films.”
“Five, and lots of short films, thank you very much.” Madhuri corrected her.
“None of them worked very well though, did they, Madhu?” Juhi reminded her.
Madhuri tilted her chin up “They are cult classics.”
The youngest of Juhi’s daughters, Nidhi Agarwal came and hugged Madhuri “Mumma, why are you bothering aunty? She was a filmstar and she is a filmstar.”
“She is just jealous, darling.” Madhuri said “When I ran away from home to work in films, I asked her to come with me. In fact, it was our joint plan to go and become actresses. But your mother got cold feet and didn’t come with me. She still resents me for her own wrong choice at the time.”
The girls had heard this argument and this story many times. They nodded and let it run its course. The end came soon enough when Juhi told Madhuri to freshen up before lunch.
Chapter 3 – About the Father-in-Law
At lunch, Madhuri said “I want to meet your would-be samdhi, Juju. I have heard he has more money than God.”
Nidhi said “He is amazing, aunty. He does have a lot of money, he has so many businesses in US, but he is super sweet and super generous.”
“Is that so?” Madhuri said.
“Yes, aunty. He sent us all gifts, like such expensive gifts, phones, tablets, and....”
Juhi interrupted her “Nidhi loves him because he has money and he loves to spend it to spoil the girls.”
“Have you met him?” Madhuri said.
“Only on video call.” Juhi said “When we talked about the wedding.”
“Rakul was saying he is paying for the wedding in Udaipur?” Madhuri said.
“Not just the wedding, he is paying for everything.” Juhi said “You know we are not rich. I am still shocked how a rich boy like Ronnie fell in love with my Rakul but –“
“Because Ronnie is rich but not money-minded,” Rakul said “he loves me for me.”
“I am not surprised.” Madhuri said “You are very lovable.”
“Thank you, aunty. Right back at you.” Rakul said.
“Juju, Ronnie’s dad will attend the wedding, won’t he?” Madhuri said.
“Yes, he is arriving from US tomorrow.” Juhi nodded.
“Good. I am dying to meet him.” Madhuri said.
Nidhi said “You will like him, aunty, he is so dreamy.”
“Nidhi!” Juhi said “You say whatever comes into your head.”
“What’s wrong in that, mumma?” Rakul said “Ronnie’s dad is very dashing.”
Madhuri said “Ronnie probably takes after his dad then?”
“He is a handsome boy, no doubt.” Juhi said.
Ronnie came over when they were finishing lunch and Madhuri got to meet him. He was quite a handsome boy and well-spoken. Madhuri liked him and wondered about his dad even more.
Chapter 4 – Ronnie’s Family Time
“Juju, where are you all?” Madhuri entered Juhi’s room that night in her nightie and found that everybody was there.
Ronnie was lying on Juhi’s bed with his head in Juhi’s lap. Rakul was sitting on the bed massaging his leg. Kajal and Nidhi were also in the room.
“We are here, Madhu.” Juhi said “Did you need anything?”
“I just wanted to borrow Rakul’s hairdryer,” Madhuri said “I was going to take a shower but it can wait. Rakul is busy serving her husband-to-be.”
Rakul smiled “Yes, why not, aunty. I don’t want my boyfriend to think that just because he is marrying a modern girl he will miss out on the benefits of an Indian wife.”
“Or an Indian saas,” Ronnie reached up and cupped Juhi’s cheek who was massaging his head “I like to relax here, Madhu aunty. Both mummy and Rakul spoil me and I love it.”
“And we don’t spoil you?” Nidhi said.
“Well, when Rakul asked you to do my other leg, what did you say?” Ronnie said.
“That was Rakul, jiju,” Nidhi said “if you had asked I would have done it.” Nidhi said.
“No, thanks,” Ronnie said “it’s no fun when you have to ask.”
Kajal came to the bed and sat beside Ronnie “Let me do it, Ronnie.”
“You are my older sister-in-law, Kajal, I didn’t want to bother you.” Ronnie said.
“It’s no bother, Ronnie. It’s my job also to keep my brother-in-law happy.” Kajal smiled and started massaging his right leg.
“Now I feel bad like I am being naughty,” Nidhi said “and not taking care of my brother-in-law.”
“You will get a chance tomorrow night, Nidhi.” Ronnie said “Rakul will be busy massaging dad’s legs tomorrow.”
“Would he like that?” Rakul said.
“A pretty girl like you serving him, he would love that.” Ronnie said.
“Does he like pretty girls?” Madhu said.
“Oh, he does, a lot. That’s why I am sure he would approve of Rakul very much.” Ronnie said “And in this family beauty is there in bulk. Dad would approve of his son’s choice.”
“That’s good.” Juhi said “We are nowhere compared to your dad in wealth. We are lower middle class, we could never hope to have a relation like this.”
Ronnie reached up and cupped her cheek “Sasu maa, I told you never to bring that topic up. Both dad and I don’t believe in money being the mark of a person. He likes good people. He would love it if saw Rakul massaging my legs like this.”
Juhi said “Rakul, Ronnie is right. You need to serve your sasur, take care of him like a king while he is here. We all will. And Madhu, please wear something appropriate when you meet him in the party tomorrow.”
“What?” Madhuri was sitting in a chair, her bare legs visible to all in that short nightie “Suddenly you have a problem with my legs?”
“I don’t, but meeting my samdhi for the first time....don’t you have any sarees? You can borrow mine.”
“Oh, no, no!” Ronnie said “My dad is not into traditional stuff. Madhu aunty is beautiful. Aunty, you should wear some nice dress with no back, he would like that.”
“Are you sure, Ronnie?” Juhi said.
“Yes, mummy. I know my dad.” Ronnie said “Rakul, even you should not go for any elaborate ethnic suits or sarees. You are a modern girl, dress like a modern girl, he would like that.”
Rakul nodded “Of course. His choice is important to me. He is the head of the family.”
“Exactly!” Ronnie said “He is the boss in our family. And he runs so many business, he is used to being the boss. I am not going to say you can’t talk back to him, but just be ready for a very powerful, dynamic, dominant man.”
“Mmm, those are the best.” Madhuri said.
Juhi said “Madhu, behave! Why would we talk back to him, Ronnie? His word is law around here.”
“Oh, he is going to like you.” Ronnie grinned and caressed her cheek. Juhi smiled.
“Where is he going to stay, Ronnie?” Madhuri asked.
Juhi said “Obviously in a hotel, Madhu. We can’t have him staying in this little house, can we?”
Ronnie took Juhi’s hands and pulled them to his chest “Sasu maa, you started again?”
“Sorry, honey.” Juhi said and let her hands rest on his chest. Ronnie was very fit and she could feel his heartbeat through his tshirt.
“Madhu aunty, I booked a room for him in the Mariott. He will stay there.”
“When will we get to meet him then?” Madhuri said.
“At the cocktail party.” Nidhi said.
“He wanted to meet everybody as well,” Ronnie said “so we have arranged for a small family get-together tomorrow evening.”
Madhuri said “Nice. That will be at his hotel?”
“Yes, and if you have a nice, slinky dress, take it out tomorrow.” Ronnie said “As I said, he likes bold, western dresses. And you being a glamorous actress, I say glam it up, aunty.”
“Listen, Ronnie, can’t you just call me Madhu?”
Ronnie grinned “I will think about it, Madhu.”
Madhuri smiled “Thank you, dear.”
Juhi said “When is Dr. Nene coming, Madhu?”
“Oh, he has his patients to keep him busy.” Madhuri said “He wants to join us before we go from here. What’s the plan, Juju? I will call him and tell him, then he can book his flight.”
“Rakul remembers all the dates.” Juhi said.
“It’s not complicated, mom.” Rakul said “Aunty, today is Friday. This weekend and all of next week, we will be doing preparations here. There will be a few family meetings and Ronnie’s dad also wanted time to get to know the family. Then next weekend we will be leaving for Udaipur. We will have a week there to get everything ready. The weekend after that is our marriage.”
“Ok, I will ask Dr. Nene to come next weekend then, maybe Thursday or Friday before we leave from here. Will that be ok?”
“Yes, aunty. Then he can travel with us to Udaipur.” Rakul said.
“Good, good. But Rakul, is one week enough to prepare everything in Udaipur?” Madhuri said “I mean, unknown city to us and I think your father-in-law wants it to be a grand wedding.”
“It will be a grand wedding, aunty,” Kajal said “but we won’t be doing the preparations. Ronnie’s dad already has staff there at the palace to get everything ready.”
“Actually, Madhu, we will be spending that week seeing Udaipur,” Ronnie said “everything will be taken care of.”
“Wow. He is a resourceful man, your dad.” Madhu said.
“Oh, wait till you meet him.” Ronnie smiled “Ok, I need to go to bed so I am ready and fresh in the morning. I think my Sasu maa needs her beauty sleep too. She has been hiding her yawns for a while now.”
“No, no, Ronnie, it’s not....” Juhi protested.
“Don’t try, mummy, you are a terrible liar.” Ronnie put his arm around her and kissed her cheek “Goodnight.”
Madhuri said “Rakul, the hairdryer?”
“Sure. I will bring it to your room.” Rakul said.
“Give it to me, I will give her.” Ronnie said “You have your nightly routine of creams and all.”
“Well, I am the bride.” Rakul said.
“And I am happy to help my bride.” Ronnie said. He said bye to the girls and walked out with Rakul. They were both living in Rakul’s room which would have been a big deal in a middle-class family but it was a small house and Ronnie was the golden son-in-law who was allowed everything.
He took the hairdryer from Rakul and went to Madhuri’s room.
“Come in!” She said when he knocked.
When he walked in, she was brushing her hair in front of the small dressing table.
“Your hairdryer, ma’am.” Ronnie said.
“Thank you, Ronnie.” Madhuri said “Was that true or were you joking in there?”
“About what?”
“Your dad liking pretty girls and the slinky dress and all?”
“It’s all quite true, Madhu.” Ronnie put the hairdryer down and sat on her bed “He doesn’t go in for the traditional too much. We haven’t selected the wedding dress for Rakul yet because he needs to approve it but I am sure it will be something more movie star style than middle class bride.”
“Wow. Yes, I can understand he needs to approve everything.”
Ronnie nodded “In our family, he is the top authority.”
Madhuri said “Who all are in your family, Ronnie?”
“Ummm, me and my dad. He and my mom got divorced several years ago.” Ronnie said “She was a filmstar like you. And we have several relatives who live with us at the mansion and work with dad in his business.”
“Quite a big household then.” Madhuri said. She was pleased that he was referring to her as a filmstar “So, you think I should wear a slinky dress?”
“He would like it.” Ronnie nodded “A beautiful actress like you, I think you can dress as bold as you want. He would love it.”
Madhuri smiled “I am so looking forward to meeting him.”
“It will be a treat for him.” Ronnie said.
He stayed a few more minutes then said goodnight.
Chapter 5 – Ronnie’s Love Life
Rakul took off her nightie and came to bed. She was used to wearing a nightie but Ronnie liked her to sleep naked so she slept naked now.
“Loge?” She asked him.
Their sex life was controlled by him. She loved having sex with him as he was not only fit and strong but also better at sex than any of her previous boyfriends. She enjoyed it a lot but he had taught her that she could ask but it was his decision.
“Of course.” He said, taking off his shorts “Tomorrow you might be in your father-in-law’s service so tonight is my chance.”
“Yes, I want to keep my father-in-law happy.” Rakul said.
Ronnie nodded “You will. He will like you.”
“Want me to suck you?” Rakul offered.
She had not been that much into sucking cock before but she had done it many times. With Ronnie it had completely changed. He had taught her how to do it well and made her practice a lot. Now she was so good that she could make him cum quickly or keep him hard for ages without making him cum. But the best thing was that she now loved sucking cock and enjoyed it herself. Drinking cum was another thing she had done for the first time because he wanted her to, but now she was great at that too and loved the taste of his cum.
“No,” he patted the bed “on your back.”
Rakul obeyed quickly and lay down on her back. Ronnie got on top of her and let his hard cock rub between her legs as he kissed her. Rakul closed her arms around him and closed her eyes as she enjoyed the hot, passionate kiss. His cock rubbing on her pussy got her wet and she opened her legs for him. He didn’t enter her right away and Rakul got impatient. She reached down and took his hard cock in her hand. She guided his cockhead to her leaking pussy hole.
He continued the kiss as he pushed with his hips. Rakul moaned loudly as his cock entered her. They kissed more as he fucked her in and out, then it got too hot for Rakul and she had to break the kiss. Her moans got louder as she got more and more excited. He kept going deeper into her cunt, penetrating her tight pussy and making her moan continuously. She screamed loudly as she came under him.
It was a small house, Madhuri heard the noises of her niece getting fucked by her fiancé. Her scream rang through the house and Madhuri thought her niece was a lucky girl. Her own sex life was nowhere that exciting or satisfying. Her husband was a doctor who gave too much time for his work and not enough time to his wife. The result was that they could live comfortably in a upper middle class society but Madhuri was always yearning for satisfaction.
Even when the doctor could take time to have sex with his wife, it did not result in any great pleasure for Madhuri as the doctor had quite a small dick and not much stamina. She was a very sexual girl from a young age and was still constantly horny which made her willing and even eager to have sex with her husband but every time the reality was nowhere close to her need. Hearing Rakul get a good fucking under her fiancé made her sigh as she thought about her own life.
Juhi’s room was directly under Rakul’s room. She heard the noises coming from Rakul’s room and felt happy for her daughter. Her son-in-law was a very handsome man. He was a few years older than Rakul and Juhi felt sure that he could control her and guide her. Rakul had her wild side but she seemed to behave well with Ronnie. Juhi liked how Ronnie was a caring young man, not vain and conceited as a rich, handsome boy could very well be.
She liked her own relationship with him. Being a middle class woman, she was proud that she had taught her daughters to be progressive. She herself was not a shy narrow-minded old lady. She liked that Ronnie was close with her. She liked having him in her lap often while she massaged his head. He hugged and kissed her quite often. Of course, it was his affection for his mother-in-law but Juhi found it quite sweet and exciting, sometimes too exciting. She covered up those feelings and was just happy for her daughter. She approved of Rakul having sex with her fiancé before marriage. She knew that they had been living together in Pune for a while now and Juhi thought that that was right. A boy like Ronnie would not stay around if Rakul tried to follow the age-old middle-class mores with him. No, they were a couple and they should have physical relations as normal couples.
It took her a while to fall asleep even after she ignored her wet pussy.
Chapter 6 – Ronnie the Dress Consultant
“Listen, baby, when are you going to....oh, I am so sorry –“ Juhi opened the bathroom door and was flustered to see that Ronnie was brushing his teeth there, he was only in his underwear.
Before she could backtrack out of there, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her back in. She stood still in his strong grip.
Ronnie spat in the wash basin then said “It’s a small house and we are a big family, Sasu maa. Stop being so shy.”
“No, no, I am not shy.” Juhi protested.
“Then stay.” He left her hand and rinsed his mouth. Juhi stayed. She could not help but notice his fit, almost-naked body. He was not only handsome he was in very good shape. She raised her eyes forcefully to stop looking at his butt.
“So,” he turned to her “what did you come to ask?”
“Oh...I...I thought...”
“Why don’t you wear the nightie we got you?” He interrupted her “Don’t you like it?”
In this case “we” meant Ronnie and Rakul but it was mostly Ronnie’s idea to get his mother-in-law a nightie that was not dull like most of her clothes. Juhi liked it but found it a little revealing. It was a strappy nightie with two thin straps and did not quite reach her knees.
Juhi tried to answer “I do. I like it. It’s a little....umm....I will wear it.”
“You are not going to be his shy middle-class woman in front of my dad, I hope?” He said “It won’t go over well, I am telling you now.”
“No, no, not at all. I will wear it.” Juhi said “I already picked out my dress for tonight, and it’s quite bold. Don’t worry, I won’t anger my samdhi for any reason.”
“Which dress? Is it the red one Rakul and I got for you?”
“That one was a little too, ummm, no, it’s a sleeveless dress. Long but very nice. I will show you.”
“I hope you know what you are doing.” Ronnie raised his hands in the air “I tried to help you.”
“No, no, I won’t...I mean...I will show you and if you don’t approve I won’t wear it.” Juhi said “You know your dad best and I want to make a good impression.”
“Sure. Sorry, what did you come to ask?”
“I thought it was Rakul in here, I was just going to ask what time you are going to pick your dad up?”
“Oh. We will be leaving in about an hour. His plane lands right after noon, it will take him half an hour for immigration and customs.”
“Probably more. There are long queues. Madhu went to Thailand with her husband, she was telling me it takes more than an hour to get through the lines.”
Ronnie smiled “First class queues are very small, mummy, or no queues at all. My dad travels a lot, he knows how to get through easily.”
“Oh. I didn’t think of that.” Juhi said.
“I will leave you to get ready,” Ronnie said “and see how Rakul is doing.”
“Please text me when you pick him up.” Juhi said “I would like to know he reached safely.”
“Sure, Sasu maa.” He hugged her and kissed her cheek “I like how caring you are. Dad will so like you.”
Juhi blushed.
Ronnie found Rakul topless in her room with several tops spread on the bed in front of her.
“Baby, help me pick a top, please.” She said “You said he likes bold attire but I can’t decide which one is bold enough and which one too bold. Tell me, no?”
He looked over her choices “Where are the outfits we bought for you last week?”
“Oh, but baby, those are very...ummm, I mean, they are more party style.”
Ronnie sighed “I just had the same conversation with Sasu maa. She refuses to wear the things we buy for her. My dad is going to think I am marrying into a primitive family and he will question my judgement.”
“No, no, baby, let me get those out and I will talk to mom.” Rakul said quickly going to the metal wardrobe “What do you want her to wear?”
“One of the gowns we got her.” Ronnie said “And you should wear a mini dress, dad likes legs.”
“I was thinking of wearing a cute top and jeans.” Rakul said.
“Then wear what you want, why did you need my advice?” Ronnie said.
“Sorry, baby, sorry. I am sorry. Please don’t be mad.”
With his advice, Rakul wore a sleeveless minidress with a deep back. The top part of it above her breasts was all see-through pink lace. She looked beautiful in it but she was self-conscious especially as she could not wear a bra with that deep back cut. The dress covered only down to her mid-thighs and she had stopped wearing panties since Ronnie did not like them. With that short dress and going to meet her father-in-law she wanted to wear panties but Ronnie vetoed it.
“Absolutely not!” He said “You know my rule.”
“Yes, baby.” She submitted easily as she always did with him.
Chapter 7 – The Legend Arrives
At the airport as they were waiting for his dad to come out, Ronnie said “By the way, when you hug him, do it properly. He hates half-hugs.”
“Oh, ok.” Rakul said “Like how?”
“Just like you hug me, baby.” He said “He is your father-in-law, you don’t need to be shy with him and he won’t let you.”
Rakul nodded, “Ok, baby.”
They had to wait only a little while then Ronnie said “There he is.”
“Wow, he is even more dashing in person.” Rakul said as she looked at the distinguished looking mature man walking towards them. There was a man walking behind him pushing a trolley with three suitcases on it.
He hugged Ronnie then turned to Rakul. Ronnie performed the introductions.
“Rakul, please meet my father, Sameer Oberoi. Dad, this is my fiancée, Rakul.”
She smiled “Welcome to India, Sir.” and followed Ronnie’s advice by stepping in to hug her future father-in-law. She put her arms around him and gave him a full, tight hug. He seemed to approve as he hugged her back. He squeezed her once then pulled her away to look at her.
“Now, that’s a world-class beauty.” He held her by the shoulders “How did you fall in this rascal’s trap, darling?”
Rakul smiled even wider “He was very charming, Sir, and very clever.”
“I have been told he can be, though I still have to see it, but what’s this Sir business? Call me Sam.”
“Ummm....I can call you dad, or daddy?” Rakul counter-offered.
“Nope, nothing doing. Call me Sam or I am going back by the next flight.” He turned back toward the airport.
“Sam!” Rakul put her hand on his arm “Ok, I will call you Sam.”
“Good.” Sam put his arm around her waist “And now that I know your weak spot I will emotionally blackmail you the whole time.”
Rakul burst out laughing.
“Shall we go, dad?” Ronnie said “Or can I also call you Sam?”
“You can call me Your Majesty, youngster.” Sam drew himself to his full six feet height.
“Of course, Your Majesty. Please come this way, Your Majesty, your chariot awaits.” Ronnie said in extra courteous tone.
Rakul was still laughing as they moved towards the exit. The man with the trolley followed them. He worked with the driver to put the suitcases in the car. It was a big Mercedes SUV with lots of space. Ronnie got in front with the driver. Rakul rode in the back with Sam. She found him extremely charming. He kept her talking and laughing the whole way.
Chapter 8 – Juhi Meets Her Samdhi
Juhi was feeling quite out of her depth as she walked into the lobby of the five-star hotel. She was dressed in a sleeveless gown that she had bought when Ronnie had first told her that his dad liked western dresses. It had a slit on both legs which bared her legs up to a few inches above her knees. She was wearing 4” high heels. She tried not to look at anyone as she walked through the granite lobby but she could feel the eyes of the men on her body. She quickly walked to the lifts and went up.
“Hi Juhi! Please, come.” Sam welcomed her into his room.
Juhi looked around. His room was the presidential suite. It had two bedrooms, a living room, two bathrooms, a kitchenette and a bar. The window in the living room was the whole wall. The view was spectacular. Juhi could not believe she was looking at her own city. But then, she had never looked at Delhi from this height. She could not decide if this “room” was slightly smaller than her entire house or slightly bigger. It was close to that size, though.
“I....I wanted to bring you the shagun....it’s customary.” Juhi felt very small offering him the basket of fruits and sweets. It also had clothing material for him, but she knew he would never wear that. His driver probably wore more expensive clothes than that.
“Oh, that’s wonderful. Thank you so much.” He took the basket from her and touched it to his forehead before putting it down on the table. He took out the clothing material “That’s my favourite colour! How did you know?”
Juhi tried “I....well...just a lucky coincidence.” She smiled. She was completely enamoured by his attitude. Instead of making fun of the meagre gift or dismissing it casually, he was treating it as a big deal. She was already taken aback by how much more handsome he was in person, now she was becoming a fan of his character as well.
“Please, take a seat.” He motioned her to the sofa and sat next to her “I don’t have much idea of the traditions but I have brought some gifts for the kids. But I haven’t unpacked yet. Perhaps we could meet again after tonight’s party?”
“Sure. We are meeting for the party here anyway, I will come to your room when you say.” Juhi nodded. He was making it a suggestion but there was no way Juhi could say no to anything he said. The man just oozed power and confidence.
“Wonderful. Now, would you like tea or coffee?” He said.
“No, no, I should go.”
“That’s not possible, Juhi.” He said and Juhi’s heart skipped a beat as he said her name “You are my guest and my samdhan. I can’t let you go without treating you properly. You can opt for tea, coffee or anything else but I am not letting you go from here like that.”
“Ok,” Juhi smiled “then tea, please.”
She had come for a few minutes but she stayed for more than an hour. She found that Sam was easy to talk to and she told him more about her life than she had intended to. When she left she was feeling happy and confident. When she walked through the lobby this time, her stride was long and carefree. And she had no clue why her pussy was throbbing non-stop.
Chapter 9 – Madhuri Meets the Legend
Madhuri walked into the party fashionably late. She had chosen to wear a black cocktail gown with very short sleeves and a deep neck. It was backless and clung to her body beautifully. There was a slit over her left leg which bared her fair, long leg up to her upper thigh when she walked. She was wearing 6” high heels with 1” platforms. She had done her make up to perfection as she had learnt in the film business. Her dark red lips were catching as much attention as her cleavage that was only partially covered by her cascading hair.
The party was mostly family with a few relatives as well. Ronnie had booked a hall in Sam’s hotel. The hall was enough for a hundred people but there were less than fifty people there right now. Ronnie walked up to Madhuri and took her hand.
“You look stunning, Madhu.” He whispered .
Madhuri gave him her filmstar smile “Thank you, Ronnie. You are so sweet.”
“Come, my dad would like to meet you.”
“Sure, I want to meet him, too.”
Ronnie took her to where Sam was talking to a couple of people “Dad, please meet –“
“Ah, this must be Kajal,” Sam said “Rakul’s sister. I can see the resemblance.”
Madhuri smiled “I am Rakul’s aunt – Madhuri Dixit.”
“Amazing! That’s hard to believe, but you are saying it yourself so I must accept it.” Sam took her hand and kissed it “It’s my pleasure to meet you.”
Ronnie said “My father – Mr. Sameer Oberoi.”
“Call me Sam.” Sam smiled and kept Madhuri close by holding her hand. She also didn’t show any hurry to move away.
“And please call me Madhu.” She said.
Ronnie said “Call me if you need me.” And slipped away.
“Your dress is stunningly gorgeous, Madhu, but of course, it’s your beauty that really makes the dress dazzle.”
Madhuri smiled “Thank you. You are too kind.”
“Come, let’s get you a drink.” Sam easily slipped his arm around her waist and placed his hand on her bare back. Madhuri didn’t mind at all and walked close to him as he led her towards the bar set up on one side of the room.
“Thank you. I would like that.” She said.
“Most of your family is drinking juice,” Sam said “I hope you will give me company though.”
“Actresses are a bit more corrupt than normal people,” Madhuri said “I am not the middle class good girl that my sister is. I will give you company.”
“Good. I like that.” Sam smiled “Being good doesn’t suit me much either.”
They got their drinks and moved aside to continue chatting. Madhuri was used to her husband talking only about his work even at home or in dinner parties with other friends. She found that Sam talked about everything else but work. She found it refreshing and charming.
“Would you like to dance?” Sam said.
“Don’t tell me you dance as well.” Madhuri said.
“I try.”
Sam offered her his hand. She took it and followed him to the little dance floor that was set up near one wall. At the moment only some youngsters were dancing. Sam put his arm around Madhuri’s waist and she liked how he pulled her close with confidence and strength without being rough or overly macho. She put her hand on his shoulder and they started dancing slowly. His hand on her bare back was moving slowly up and down, caressing her without groping her. Madhuri could feel her heart beating faster. She was loving his attention.
After a minute, he took her hand from his shoulder and put both her arms around his neck. Madhuri followed his lead and wrapped her around his neck, placing her cheek on his shoulder. He put his arms around her slender body and both his hands caressed her soft, smooth back up and down.
“My whole family is here, Sam.” Madhuri whispered in his ear.
“If you expect me to care about anything else while you are in my arms, then that’s not going to happen.” He told her.
“Are you always this bold and fearless?” She pressed closer to him despite her protests.
“Yes, I don’t know any other way to be.” He said, letting his fingers graze lightly along her bare spine.
Madhuri didn’t say anything. She let herself be in his arms and let him treat her as he wanted. It was exhilarating for her to be able to leave herself in a man’s hands like that. With her husband she always had to be in charge if she didn’t want things to be messed up. Sam kept her in his arms for three songs and only let her go when some relative interrupted to ask about something important.
Chapter 10 – Rakul Dances with Her father-in-law
Sam was going back to the bar when Rakul came to him “May I dance with you, Sam?”
He looked at her.
Rakul was wearing a sexy dress that showed her young body nicely, but it had not been her first choice. She had picked out a sleeveless ethnic long top with low back. But when Ronnie saw that he vetoed it immediately.
“No, baby, I told you dad likes bold western dresses. Wear your pink dress, with the high neck, let me find that, here...wear this.”
The dress was a high neck pink dress that was open in the middle showing a generous amount of cleavage, Rakul’s big, firm tits would be visible in the middle, showing her sideboobs and the fabric was thin so her nipples usually poked through in that because there was no bra possible in that dress. There was no back to it and it was short on her legs, just covering her mid-thighs.
“Baby, this is very bold, it shows my sideboobs and it has no back.” Rakul protested “I wear this for clubbing with you.”
“Tonight is also clubbing, it’s a party.” Ronnie insisted “And I know that dad would like it.”
“Are you sure? I don’t feel comfortable wearing this in front of my father-in-law.”
“Rakul, if you keep thinking of him as a normal father-in-law you will get us both in trouble.” Ronnie said “Wear this dress and make sure to wear your 7” heels in black that have 2” platforms.”
“Oh, god, my stripper heels?” Rakul said “For the family party?”
“Baby, tonight, you are only trying to win one person’s approval and that’s my dad.” Ronnie said “If you worry about anyone else you will get our wedding in jeopardy.”
“What do you mean?” Rakul looked at him.
“Honey, he has given us permission so far based on his impressions, now if he thinks I did not make a good choice, you think he will hesitate to withdraw his approval?” Ronnie shook his head “My dad is not a man who hesitates.”
“Oh my god! So then you can’t marry me?”
“It’s not that simple, Rakul, if he doesn’t want me to marry you, he won’t just say no, he will create a situation in which we can’t get married no matter what happens. You don’t know how powerful my dad is and how deviously smart. I love him but I would not cross him.”
“You are scaring me now.” Rakul said.
“No, no, I am sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.” Ronnie hugged her “But just make sure to keep him on our side. Wear the dress and the shoes. And try to get him to dance with you, if you can in the party.”
“Oh. Ok.” Rakul said.
Now as she stood before Sam, she was glad she had followed Ronnie’s advice because Sam seemed to approve of her dress as evidenced by his smile.
Sam smiled “It would be my pleasure.”
He took her hand and they went to the dance floor. Now there were a few more people there. Rakul put her left hand on his shoulder and Sam put his right hand on her back. Rakul felt a slightly tingle down her spine as his hand touched her bare back. They danced and talked softly, Rakul had danced with Ronnie many times in clubs and they usually made out during dancing. She liked dancing with him. But dancing with Sam, she was feeling the same strength and dependable power but more so. Sam brought her closer as they talked in each other’s ears. Rakul felt her breasts press lightly on his chest and she admonished herself in her mind when her pussy tingled strongly at that touch.
“What a graceful dancer you are, darling,” he said in her ear “you have had lots of practice or you were a natural?”
“A little of both, Sir –“
“Hmm?”
“I mean Sam,” she smiled “I took some classes, but I found that I learnt fast.”
“Well, it’s a pleasure to have you in my arms,” he smiled and caressed her back softly “I am glad you asked me to dance.”
Rakul smiled back “I am enjoying myself, you are a great dancer yourself.”
He pulled her closer and leaned in to whisper in her ear “Shall I tell you a secret?”
“Mmmmm,” Rakul could not suppress a moan as her tits got crushed on his chest “yes.”
“I am hoping everybody can see me dancing with you.”
“Why is that?” Rakul breathed. They were still dancing and her tits were grinding on his chest. She was biting her lip to keep from moaning again, but she could not keep her pussy from warming up.
“Dancing with the prettiest girl in the place, it’s good for my image.” He pulled back and smiled.
Rakul’s tits got unsqueezed when he pulled back and she suppressed her moan under her breath. Her nipples were rock hard and she was finding it hard to ignore that her pussy was burning hot.
She smiled “Thank you. You are so sweet.” She was not sure why she was feeling like that but it was the same kind of feeling she experienced in clubs just before she and Ronnie engaged in kissing which usually escalated into full-on make-out sessions. She had no idea why but she was feeling like it would not be a bad thing if Sam kissed her. Maybe because he was Ronnie’s dad. He did smell like Ronnie only stronger. She loved the smell of Ronnie’s body, it turned her on quickly and uncontrollably. She had only had one small drink so she knew it was not that.
Just then Ronnie came and saved her from herself.
“Dad, dinner is ready.” He said “Should I take the family into the dining room or you want to announce?”
“You and Rakul, take everybody in, you are the hosts tonight.” Sam smile and looked at Rakul “Thank you so much for the wonderful dance, my dear.”
“Thank you, Sam.” Rakul smiled, thankful that she didn’t have to struggle with the troubling thoughts any more.
Chapter 11 – Juhi Has a Private Meeting
Juhi entered Sam’s room with a racing heart. Although in relation they were the same level, she knew, everybody knew that he was much more powerful. She and the rest of the family had met Ronnie a few months ago and she could see what a smart, handsome and intelligent man he was. But even he was pandering to Sam’s every whim clearly indicating that Sam was a formidable man.
“Come, come on in.” Sam said, ushering Juhi in, gently placing his hand on her lower back. Her back was naked, thanks to Ronnie who had selected this dress. Juhi was completely out of her comfort zone. She had selected a much more conservative dress for this occasion.
It was a sleeveless dress with a row of buttons down to her waist. It reached down to her ankles and moved nicely when she walked.
“No, no, no!” Ronnie said as he walked by her room “What are you doing, Sasu maa?”
“Ummm, I thought this would be a nice dress.” Juhi said looking at her son-in-law as she entered her room.
“I told you dad doesn’t like conservative style, Sasu maa.” Ronnie turned her towards the mirror and started unbuttoning her dress.
“What....what are you doing, damad ji?” Juhi asked, panicking as he opened several of the buttons baring her back and bringing her bra into view.
“You are not wearing this dress to the party, Sasu maa.” Ronnie said.
“Ok, but let me take it off.” Juhi turned to him.
Ronnie shrugged “Ok.”
Juhi thought he would have stripped her naked in another minute. He didn’t seem to behave from any middle class code of conduct and why would he, he was an America-born boy of a business tycoon. He was not bound by the middle-class morality. It’s not that he had ever touched her inappropriately but he was always casual about physical contact. To hug Juhi or kiss her on the cheek were quite common for him. He rested in her lap pretty much every night and it was quite normal for him to hold her hands or cup her cheeks. Juhi could never mind any of it or even object, but in fact, she had begun to love his attention a lot. Not that she had any romantic thoughts about him. He was her daughter’s fiancé after all.
“Where is that tank dress that I like so much on you?” He said and looked in her wardrobe. He found the dress and brought it out.
“Damad ji, that is so bold. It’s....I mean....” Juhi looked at the red tank dress that had two noodle straps and no back. The cleavage was too deep for their middle-class locality and there was a slit that bared her left leg all the way to her upper thigh. Juhi had never worn such a dress after marriage and even before that the dresses she wore were never worn in the locality.
Ronnie had bought that dress for her and she had had to wear it despite her protest. She had worn it only once when he had taken her to one of his office parties. Rakul had taken his side and put pressure on Juhi to wear the dress. Finally, Juhi had given in and worn it. It had built in support for Juhi’s tits as she could not wear a bra with the backless dress. Since Ronnie started coming to the house, Juhi had been going to the beauty parlour regularly on his insistence. He never let her behave like an old woman and Rakul always supported his decision. Even when Juhi’s husband was alive, he had not had as much say in the household as Ronnie did now. She did not doubt that he would have taken her dress off if she had not stopped him. Juhi was only wearing a small thong.
Although, she had been out of her comfort zone wearing that backless gown to the family party, Juhi had liked it when she watched Madhuri dancing with Sam. Madhuri and Juhi had always had a sibling rivalry about everything including men. Juhi was only two years older than Madhuri and they had competed for many men together, sometimes, Madhuri winning, sometimes Juhi.
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