When it was time for the gathered to greet the just weds, Roopa joined her husband.
‘This is Sathyam,’ Sandhya introduced joyously to Raja Rao, ‘Roopa’s husband and my raakhi brother.’
‘Thanks for coming,’ said Raja Rao, while he shook hands with Sathyam, and as Roopa scrutinized his demeanor to discern the nuances, he added, ‘It’s a pleasure meeting you two.’
‘Didn’t it sound like ‘meeting you too’?’ thought Roopa staring at Raja Rao, ‘It’s as if he won’t miss an opportunity for a double entendre! Oh, how he’s at it ever since we met. Maybe, that could be part of his charm.’ In the end, she thought Raja Rao’s eyes were smiling as though to confirm that she got it right.
‘We wish you spend some time with us on your way to Delhi,’ invited Sathyam, as Roopa’s face lighted up.
‘Thanks, we’ll try, but,’ said Raja Rao
‘Why don’t you recommend,’ said Roopa to Sandhya imploringly as Raja Rao read the disappointment written all over Roopa’s face.
‘I’d love nothing more,’ said Sandhya entreatingly to her husband, ‘than going to their place.’
‘As you please,’ Raja Rao seemed to address Roopa’s ears.
‘That is sisterly affection,’ said Sathyam warmly.
‘We’ll be waiting,’ Roopa said camouflaging her longing.
‘Can I detain Roopa for tonight?’ said Sandhya to Sathyam.
‘Do you need my permission for that,’ said Sathyam. ‘And I don’t come in her way either.’
‘Is there any alternative path of salvation for a married man,’ Raja Rao was hearty in his comment and said to Roopa, ‘You take care of her till I take her over.’
Around midnight that night, the physically fatigued bride fell into the arms of her mentally exhausted mate.
‘Lovey,’ said Sandhya resting her head on Roopa’s ample breasts, ‘it’s all like a dream come true.’
‘Anyway, it’s all real now,’ said Roopa pressing Sandhya’s head deep into her valley.
‘Tell me,’ Sandhya asked thoughtfully, ‘how it would be like with a man.’
‘As mating itself is so exciting,’ said Roopa in all contemplation, ‘lovemaking must be a lot more fulfilling.’
‘I’ll be in your arms anyway,’ said Sandhya mystically, ‘narrating what it was like in Raja’s embrace.’
‘Promise me then,’ said Roopa.
‘Promise what,’ said Sandhya with a smile, ‘to land up in your arms in Hyderabad, or to kiss and tell about our honeymoon.’
‘Of course both,’ said Roopa taking Sandhya into her embrace. ‘You know how I miss male sexual romance. Thanks to your man, now I can experience that by proxy, won’t I?’