You are mine now and for ever

Untitled Part 4

SETTING: THE LOCAL CHURCH,4 P.M.

Prescilla was looking ethereal in her white gown. Her alabaster english rose skin looked perfect to Ian. One of his uncles had consented to give her away. Wearing a crisp black suit Ian looked superb. His height was amplified with his look, Prescilla felt. "Oh! thank you Jesus for giving this sweet man to me, after all my sorrow little did I know that you would give me this lovely gift." she thanked God. The registration had been held in the morning and she felt tired after running around the whole day but her heart wasnt tired, rather it was extremely excited. As the priest began his service they both bowed their heads and heard each and every word and when it was time to say their "I dos" they said it most sincerely. When the mass was ended and the priest said "You may kiss the bride" Ian bent down to kiss her on her lips but she turned her face compelling him to give her a peck on her cheek. After much a do, they returned home and refreshened. He wore a grey silk suit with a light pink shirt and a grey tie while she wore a light pink silk saree with grey shoes and silver accessories. Her hair had been styled into a chic french roll. They were to join the other guests in THE OBEROI GRAND ballroom. As they were being driven to the hotel he said "I suppose this is the first time that you have worn a saree,you look excusite, who helped you, howcome I never got to see this purchase before with all the others?" "Yes, it was supposed to be a surprise for you, your cousins have been helping me with the art of wearing a saree. By the way how long are your relatives going to be staying with us?" she asked him. His eyes were shining, he was happy to have her as his wife, there was a sense of accomplishment in him but something about her statement disturbed him"Why do you ask,are you having some difficulty adjusting with them?" "Well no, but they dont seem to be too happy with me, Cathy also said that you had made a poor choice in me and I would make a very bad wife for an out and out Indian like you, to quote her own words,please darling dont think that Iam complaining and trying to set you against your own relatives even before weve started our lives, its just that her words hurt me and made me doubt my own worth " she cried. Ian was annoyed.Hadnt he made it explicit to his aunt that it was her duty to convince his relatives to accept her and wecome her into their family."But I suppose the younger ones are beyond her reach.I should talk to them personally before they make more of a mess." he didnt like the idea that his darling should be so hurt by any one of them, coming closer he enveloped her in his arms."Shhhh! never mind them they are all jealous that we are so well matched and I have such a loving wife,most of the Indians in our social bracket marry either for social climbing or for mutual financial betterment,most of us Punjabis still have arranged marriages.Be carefull some of our far off relatives are also coming for the reception who are still Hindus, if they make any scathing comment either turn a deaf ear or tell them off politely. Remember none of their views are mine so you are to not haress yourself unduely." he warned. She closed her eyes as she rested her head on his massive chest "Yes,Ill be sure to bring out my British stiff upper lip and sarcasm." she smiled. He laughed "Hell no, they are stupid and all your eunendoes will be lost on them, darling." Everyone looked fabulous according to Prescilla, all of Ians relatives were good looking, maybe it had something to do with their genes she thought.Both of them shared a dance on the floor after cutting the wedding cake. Slowly other couples also joined in. She danced with many of Ians cousins and friends and some were too bold for her liking but she continued to smile "Was her jaw going to break after the evening came to an end" she wondered. As it is she felt totally exhausted, there had been too many things to be accomplished through out the day. There would have been black circles around her eyes if it hadnt been for the make up that saved her face, pun intended and she laughed. The man she was dancing with gave her a weird look but when she gave her sweet proverbial smile he kept quiet and pulling her closer continued dancing. She noticed that Ian was drinking his whiskey through out , taking a break only to dance with one or two of his dearer cousins.He had a large family. She saw a very beautiful and curvacious tall woman in his arms at one point. They seemed to be dancing too close . Prescilla felt a terrible jolt of jealousy electrify through her body. Ian finished with dancing and pulling the woman stood in a corner still nursing his drink glass. He was talking to her very seriously. Prescilla was curious with the identity of the woman and just as she srtarted walking towards them Richard came out of nowhere and hugged her, wishing and congratulating her. "May I have the pleasure of dancing with this beautiful woman?" he requested. How could she deny him, he had been her first love, first true friend, he was such a gentleman even after breaking up he had insisted that they remain good friends and also accompanied her to India, so it was thanks to him that she could meet Ian and be his wife. Richard held Prescilla very close but she didnt object. How could she after all it was only the Richard that she had known almost all her life. Originally she had been introduced to him through her sister who had been a couple of years senior than her. Slowly he had included the little Prescilla in their friendship. Although he was 25 years to her 18 years, he never acted superiorly with her, treating her as his equal, except in their personal relationship where he had insisted that she was very immature. As Richard looked at Prescilla in her beautiful pink saree with her exposed waist he couldnt help being aroused, thinking it best to leave her alone to be done with the process of growing up while he build on his career, he had broken up, but it seemed that it had been the worst mistake of his life. Even now, knowing fully well that she loved Ian and was already married, he wouldnt give up trying to win her back. In the past whenever he had tried to innitiate kissing, she had pulled back after only the briefest of touches, at first he had thought that maybe she was naturally shy and then slowly realised that she needed more growing up before commiting to any man in that way. Today however she looked excuisite and very very sexy, his lower regions were on fire but he tried his best to remain the gentle friend thaty she was always expected him to be. "Why are you still in Calcutta ?" she asked. He blushed at the outright lie that he would have to feed her "I was trying to get a better job here and I have landed it so Ill be here for the next 2 years atleast till the company reallocates me." "I dont understand why did you give up on the one that you were previously in, werent you recently promoted, I thought that you loved that company and the position you had in it, atleast thats the impression you gave me." "Yes, but I wanted to see the world and this place gives me a better opportunity. " he replied. The truth had been that he had accompanied her with the explicit idea of keeping a tab on her and when he realised that he had lost his chance of claiming her as his own, he had without wasting any time got an equally good job in Calcutta. It hadnt prooved difficult at all as he was very smart in the corporate world apart from his intelligence, education and expirience. If she were to see him at his office atmosphere she wouldnt recognise him to be the same loving and gentle man he always came across as to her. She excused herself after the dance saying that she was going to get a dirnk , all that dancing had made her tired and thirsty. "Ill come with you" he said and they walked out of the room towards the drinks section which was set out in the adjoing room. It was deserted. "Where are all the people?" she said. "Most of them are either dancing or eating, those who need to refill their drinks either take it from the passing waiters or come and serve themselves from the counters set here,anyway, what would you like to take Prescills?" he inquired. "Oh! yes, I think Ill have a chilled white wine ." she said and tried to fand herself with her lace hanky. Her face was flushed, she seemed hot in both ways, her eyes were shining and her lips were so inviting he noticed as he sipped his whisky. "If you feel so hot in November even with the A.C. on what will you do during the summer, Indian summers are very intense, I dont think you would be able to stand it. " he commented. Prescilla saw that Richard was looking vey handsome in his white dinner jacket teemed with black slacks. His blonde curls were slicked back for once and his eyes were so serious as if he talking about her death rather than her inability to bear the Indian summer,she burst out laughing. "Its only that Iam not used to wearing a saree, please see this here, she looked towards her legs.Richard followed her gaze downwards and saw what she was trying to explain. There was another layer of thick clothing beneath the saree, supposedly the petticoat. He had always seen her in old fashioned dresses with her legs bare, as she never liked to wear either jeans or trousers, stating that they made her feel most inelegant and unlady like which she needed to feel all the time maybe it had something to do with her visual handicap and needing all the confidence that she could from other sources, so he simply couldnt comprehend the sudden hard on with just a barest view of her legs, hell one side of her entire waist had kept him on his edge, so when she looked up and pouted with disappointment, he finished his drink with a single gulp and placing both of their glasses on the closest table suddenly pulled Prescilla into his arms and kissed her hard. Caught unaware she had opened her mouth to object to her glass being taken away when he toook advantage and slipped his tongue inside. To say that she was surprised was putting it very slightly. She had been kissed by him several times but never never like this, this was something similar to Ians kisses, her reaction to it  though, was very different. Why was he kissing her, hadnt they broken up and GOD! SHE WAS MARRIED NOW, the moment the thought crossed her mind she tried to struggle out of his embrace, moaning her protest but he held her tighter as if his life depended on it. When his hands came up to caress the side of her right breast she fought desperately. How could she have screamed out for Ians help when his mouth claimed her so. He was so strong, how did it never become obvious always thinking him to be the perfect English gentleman. Then his hand covered her breast "My God please am I going to be raped by my own best friend and that too on my wedding day!" she thought and squeezing her eyes she pushed Richard with all her might. Seeing  him tumbling backwards confused her "From when had she become so srong?" she wondered and then she saw Ian. His face was a study of anger. "I think thats enough!" he said softly to Richard . His voice was like a cold and sharp steel blade. Richards cheeks were stained red. "Sorry man, Iam very sorry, to dsay that I was drunk isnt going to be enough all that I can say is that Iam sorry..." and then looking at Prescilla :"... I love you still Prescilla, Ive been a fool and today doubly so by doing the most unexceptable of things " he opologised. There was a thick fog of tention in the room at this outburst of his and then Ian looked at Prescilla . She bowed down her head in defeat and total exhaustion "GET OUT!" Both Richard and Prescilla knew for whomthe comment had been for.

IANS P.O.V.

The whole evening my friends had been irritating me. While some heaped compliments for my beautiful wife in a most unusual manner, some outrightly said  such peculiar things that it gave me a headache, yet others offended the very maleness in me. Comments such as "Wow! man, you are a lucky bastard to bed that beauty tonight but maybe youve already sampled her taste, have you?", "What made you choose such a young girl to marry, man! are you so desperate?", "I bet you are excited to be with her tonigt?", "Shes too scrawny to bear you any kids.","Youll out grow her pretty soon, look how pale she is, I bet shes frigid in bed." among others. The last two statements had been from ladies. Then came the bomb in the form of the delectable Estelle. Dressed in a black full length gown she was sexy but I had eyes only for Prescilla. I had been following her every move through the ballroom while I had imbibed in a bit too much whisky. For the sake of good manners I danced with Estelle. i wondered who had invited her. I certainly hadnt. She was a beauty and to say that I wasnt effected by her proximity as we danced was a lie. Then I pulled her to a side and allowed her to speak. She looked annoyed."Why Ian even you have outdone yourself this time, what does she have that I dont, Iam rich, she isnt by the looks of it, Iam tall and feminine while shes a stick and too short, especilly for you and last but definitely not the least I give you amazing sex which she can never, she looks too pathetic, I would have felt sorry for her if you werent marrying her, FOR GODS SAKE ARE YOU BLIND!"  I saw Prescilla dancing with her ex a bit too close, I was getting very upset. "Have you forgotten the last time not even a fortnight ago?" she boldly asked. Had I forgotten,how could I have, it was the same night that I had made a fool of myself in the bathroom and then later had visited Estelle, pounding into her till I was exhausted to feel any more frustration, any more tention nor any more temper. How could I tell Estelle now that I had been using her, it would be in too bad form for a gentleman to do. "I was upset that day and you helped me to get rid of that feeling, Estelle, but as I had said last time we cant do this anymore, I understand your annoyance but it would be best if you would not keep picking on Prescila in this discussion of ours. She means much to me. Is it clear to you now , darling?" "Hphm! some darling am I, what would you do if I were to go and reveal to Prescilla the exact nature of our relationship?" I looked at her with all my temper visible in my eyes and asked "Is that what you want to do, because as far I remember I have invested a lot into your business of garment retailing and I wouldnt blink an eye to pull back all my financial support and in the process detroy you. Not to forget this is India, no matter what happens if you make this affair public, you will be the loser, here people still taint the woman as immoral and loose but the man always excapes critisism. Instead it adds to his charisma and masculinity. Though modern in all ways of revelance,people are too double standard in their view point here." "NO!..." she screamed and then continued more sedately "I mean that wont be necessary, Ill accept your decision though if you ever need me in the future Ill be waiting with my open arms." She smiled. I saw Prescilla going to the drinks section.Hell she doesnt even drink much so why does she need go there with her ex. I want to follow her but Estelle keeps on talking, making her feelings very clear. "Do you want to go up to the room that you have booked here and have a quicky or the perfect blowjob that I can give you? Youll be better prepared to pleasure your wife by delaying your own climax." What was my darling doing for so long with Richard, I want to go and find out but the last comment of Estelle needs my most definite response."NO, Estelle, it is over with us,though scrawny Prescilla has something to offer me that youll never be able to neither can you comprehend what it is" I said. "What is it then that I can not understand, please do let me know?" Looking at her eyes directly I say only one word  before marching away towards my darling. "LOVE"

I see Richard kissing Prescilla in a most base manner, his hands were behind her neck and on her right breast. I cant control the anger zinging through my body, how dare he touch her in this manner, she is mine now and only I have the right to touch her as I see fit. More annoying was the fact that she didnt seem to be making much of a protest, I move quickly and pull back Richard with such force that he almost falls. I must say that he is very clever as he immediately apolosises and declares his love for Prescilla. She keeps quiet, I can see that her chest is heaving and her cheecks are totally red like that of a tomato. Is it guilt that she is feeling? I ask Richard to get lost and then taking Prescillas hand walk towards the elevaters, on the way I wisper to my aunt  to make my apolosies to the others. She looks annoyed and turns to say something but one look at my angry face and my guilty looking wife, convinces her to keep her silence. My wife lags behind as I stride towards our luxurious suite on the fourth floor. I swipe my card and opening the door push her in.The automatic lights show her now pale face as she sees my temper.