I actually used to fear her for her seniority – even though I had fallen in love with this beautiful Indian lady. But gradually Susan perhaps began ...o understand my feelings towards her and one day she herself asked if I wanted to go out with her for dinner. I was delighted with the offer and we visited the best Chinese restaurant in the town. Things gradually started moving and in 4 months since that dinner, Susan and I tied the knot. It was not a “Big-Fat-Indian-Wedding”, but a 30 minute. As i turned, i saw her, wearing a pink short dress and a curvy laptop on her [but not as her]. My mouth was left open but i managed to recompose myself and extend myself to help her. I decided not to stare at her and miss my possible chance, i made as if i was comfortable and that there was nothing ‘that’ special in her.I took the laptop and tried to connect but there was a problem connecting. She had nothing to do and wanted to surf a bit to let the time pass by. The boy came and informed me. I was consoling herMe : Bhabhi now stop crying . It is your birthday – let us do something fun . We will dance .A: as you say naughty boy .We started with slow numbers – I held her hips and we started moving slowly . I casually remarked : you are really beautiful Bhabhi . Bhaiya is so lucky to have you .Slowly we had another round of champagne – the alcohol started showing its effect – bhabhis pallu was displaced and her melons were begging to be freed. I slowly approached her and kissed her. She in formed me that I would need to get a dinner jacket sorted out as it was a very posh do. This news made me want to go even less, but I couldn't tell my mother, so I decided that it was only one night and would just have do just put up with it.The next night my mother came down in a long dress, that was split at the side, it was quite respectful if she didn't move to quick, she asked my opinion as this was the dress she would be wearing to the banquet, I asked my mother to do a spin so I.