Heavy curtains hung across the stage, the glowing footlights throwing deep shadows up along the regular folds that ran from stage to ceiling. As he fe...t his way forward down the incline of the aisle, unintelligible whispers broke the silence behind him, fragments of conversation dissolving so quickly that no more than a single word survived. Each time he turned to look back into the darkness, hoping, or hoping not to find the ghostly presence that spoke to him, row after row of empty seats. The women there were mostly wearing shorts or dresses and there was my wife wearing a saree. Though that was a proud moment for me to see our national dress, I felt strange. I asked my wife to buy some western clothes for herself. She felt a little embarrassed and exclaimed that she did not want to wear indecent clothes. I was puzzled.When we were shopping, I told her to buy shorts or dresses again. She blushed and said no. I then said her to buy at least jeans and t-shirt. She was a. Shewas so happy she cried. I knew I had made the right decision. Candietold me Carlos and I would be getting married this weekend. I was toreport and Candie's house Friday night so we could start getting readyfor the ceremony on Saturday. I told her I would see her Friday.When Friday finally rolled around I started to get cold feet. I toldCandie I was scared about being found out. She told me every bride getscold feet. That made me feel a little better. She also said if aftershe had me. “Now fuck me, fuck me really good and very hard. “I have been waiting ten years for this. Show three of us how good you are. Don’t hold back.“Love watching you fucking me in the ceiling mirror and I can see your cock sliding in and out of me in the side mirrors,” she purrs as we get into a rhythm, “Love it.”Hearing his wife say that is enough to tip her husband over the edge. As we fuck we can both hear him shout and scream, “Oh fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.”With that Sandra.