Seeing her

Rayan Pov:

I have entered into my potential bride home. It's a small house unlike mine. I can say a decent one though.

Me along with my mom, dad and uncle have seated on sofa. This village customs are completely different from mine. In this village, the wife can be in physical relationship only with her husband unlike ours. I am not sure whether she can adopt to our village traditions and customs.

I can only marry her if she can satisfy both me and adi bro like my bhabi. My mom was adamant telling that she is beautiful.

I came out of my thoughts when my mom shook me. I raised my eyebrows asking her what. She signed towards a middle aged man. I think he is her father. He introduced himself. I didn't like him much cause he is ready to marry off his daughter for money to a village where traditions are completely different. I just sighed by thinking all this.

Then he asked his wife to call my bride out.

Then I listened a soothing anklets voice, she entered in lilac colour saree. She has hour glass body. Oh my god her waist. I can't see her skin but I can see the curve. I think that curve was made just to rest my hand there. I can see that she has very big boobs but covered with pallu. I wanted to know how big they are. Whether her boobs will be sufficient for me and adi bro. Her neck is like swan neck, so slight and delicate. I can imagine painting her whole neck with my hard lips.

Her jaw line, I think girls out there are doing many exercises for the same. She is biting her lips, seeing that my eyes turned red. That's mine to bite. She can't do it. She has small nose, looks yummy to bite. Bubbly cheeks, I can suck and bite them all day. A little more up, I saw her big doe eyes for her small face. Awwieee, there she stole my heart. Innocence is dripping out of her eyes. She has a small white stone bindi between her eyebrows. She plated hair. I couldn't see how tall her hair is.

I just can't wait to go near her, meet her, touch her, fuck her, love her, what not everything.

I looked towards my mom. She understood me and she got up and gave a saree in silver plate to her. She gave a questioning look to my mom.

She need not speak, her eyes are speaking.

My mom asked her to wear that saree and explained why.

Actually, we in our village buy a saree for our future bride and ask her to wear it and then decide.

She took the plate and went inside. I am impatiently waiting for her. After sometime, her mother also went into the same room. Her mother came outside after a little time and told something to her husband.

Her father asked me to go to that room.

Riya Pov:

Today my dad told me that Rayan's family is coming to see me. I love my mom lot. I can do anything for her. Even marrying to the guy from different village where I should satisfy many men from the same family of my husband. Right now, for her happiness I am listening to my dad.

I came out after getting ready when my mom called me. Then I saw Rayan sitting outside in the sofa like he owns the complete place. He is damn hot and handsome. His veins are popping out on his hands. His eyes are scanning me from bottom to top. I am getting anxious under his gaze. How will I manage talking with him only when his eyes itself are scaring me enough.

Then his mom gave me a saree and asked me to wear and show to them.

I went inside my room to change into it. It is a red colour net saree and the shape wear which was there along with the saree is reaching only till my knees. The blouse. Hah! I can't explain. It is barely covering my big boobs. It's covering my nipple area on both my big boobs. There is small thread between my boobs connecting the blouse that is covering my boobs. It has hooks in the back to close it. It doesn't have sleeves. How will I show this much skin out.

I am trying to figure things then my mom came inside and helped me to wear saree and blouse as I am taking so much time. She kept the pallu as single pleat so it is barely covering my boobs and stomach. I felt shy to go out like that so I asked my mom to send him inside. I am nervous.

I stood facing window and my back facing him.