Kari
written by:
Rellik

Kari By Rellik©

rellik@uymail.com

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I had only lain down on the couch in the darkened interior of my Winnebago, when there was a panic banging at my motor home door. I went and opened it fighting against the cold icy wind and rain to hold it open. A woman dressed only in a sari her hair in a mess and soaking wet, stood there.

In poor English "Please let me hide here, bad men want to harm me." She blurted our casting a worried look behind her.

"Come in, Please," I said glad to get the door closed and us separated from the outside elements.

Even though she was shivering and wet by the look on her face she was amazed at the luxury that these vehicles have.

"I am illegal migrant, bad men brought me this country, to marry but want me to work in brothel, I run away from toilet, please hide me, no let them take me." She pleaded.

"Well you can't stay in those wet clothes and I have no clothes for you, what I do have is a pair of pyjamas, I will get them for you, and you change out of these wet things at the back, I won't let the men take you." I said trying to be the white knight in shinning armour.

To be on the safe side I thought I had better leave this rest area, but first I would have to fill my tanks. As I got into the drivers seat and swiveled it round into the driving position. I saw three dark skinned men walking around the car park in the pouring rain, no rain gear on looking for someone.

I pulled into one of the numerous filling bays and alighted to fill my tank. As I was filling the tank, one of these men approached me and asked if I had seen a woman dressed in a sari, it was his wife he said.

"Why are you looking for your wife out here in the pouring freezing rain, surely she would be sheltered in one of the warm buildings." I replied to him.

"She would want a lift, we had a tiff." He replied.

"Well it's easy to get a lift here, as you see traffic is continually entering and leaving all the time." I told him.

At this time one of his friends, a real seedy looking character appeared from behind my motor home and said, "Forget it Ali, she's not worth it." Then they both disappeared into the night.

I paid for my fuel, and headed north towards Edinburgh on the A1(M). Shortly after the Indian woman came forward, and I told her to sit in the passenger seat and do up her seat belt. She was dressed in my pyjamas and had let her hair down, and must have used my comb to comb it out. Her hair reached to her bottom, and was luster black.

"Now tell me what this is all about," I asked her.

The story she told was:

Her name was Kari Patel, she thinks she is twenty two years old. Two weeks ago; she flew in from Bangladesh, to get married. She came from a small town outside Bogra, her family was very poor, but a friend of an uncle came from Britain and said that the men there don't want a dowry, and he would arrange a passport and passage for her. Apparently, she didn't even have a birth certificate; it isn't compulsory to register births in Bangladesh and especially girls.

On arrival, here there was no marriage, she had been locked up in a room in London, and was told she was being taken to Manchester to work in a brothel there, to repay the cost of her airfare.

She said she had never attended school. She had picked up some English from an English girl whose parents had worked in her village for a short time. Ever since, she had wanted to come to Britain.

All this was said in her broken English. I thought it was strange about the birth certificate bit, and then I remembered a documentary on present day slavery and camel jockeys. Bangladesh was the country of choice because of this very reason. In fact, there was no documentation on this earth to say that Kari ever existed.

What a dilemma I thought, what am I to do with this poor creature? Here I am off on a three-month solitude holiday that I have been planning for years and within hours of starting, I now have a woman companion.

I have kept away from women now for over four years, after a very bad experience with my ex-wife. She had been giving free sex to all the male employees of the computer software company I used to own. It appears everyone knew about it except me. So when she gave birth to the child I thought was mine, and he was born black, the truth came out. I had a sympathetic judge who heard my case and she got one of the three houses we owned and only 10% of the company. I immediately sold the company and within a few months, the new owners had bought her out at a lot less than they had paid me proportionally for my part.

The last I heard she had sold the house due to debts, and the father of her child had deserted her. She was now living in some Council flat in East London.

I arranged through a very good friend of mine to allow their son who is attending some religious course for ministers in London to use my home and keep an eye on it for the first month of my holiday. I was getting the use of a camper pad they had in the northwest of Scotland. They had invested in a diesel generator, water and sewage for the site and usually went there each year. This year they are off to Spain camping with a group. Therefore, I took up their offer of their site. I wanted to get away from everyone.

Since my divorce, I wrote a small program, which raw copied CD's. I was approached by a big record distribution company, who bought out my patient, to prevent their CD's from being copied, with the new protection. My program made this protection invisible. There was one other company who had a similar program and they were also approached.

Since my divorce I have stayed well away from females, as it appears that all of my generation females are out to drain you dry for there own monetary gain, and the courts are not helping. This was why I said it was strange I now had a female companion not that I was gay.

This Winnebago was my pride and joy; I had always envied seeing these vehicles in American movies and always wished I could own one. I stocked mine out so that it would provide all my needs for a long holiday with all the comforts of a luxury home. I even had a trial bike on a special frame mounted on the rear in a special lockable glass fibre container.

I took the minor road at Scotch Corner and headed for Coldstream to enter Edinburgh by the south, rather than via the coast road.

We stopped at one of the lay-bys as I now had been driving non-stop for eight hours except for the brief stop when Kari came into the camper. I made a coffee and gave one to Kari who hasn't said very much at all since she told me about how she got here.

"You have a very nice, what you call it," she said, spreading her arms and looking around.

"Mobile home, but I must say you look real cute in my pyjamas," I said.

It was obvious that she had removed her bra (If she did wear one) for she was very bouncy when she walked around. Now in the light she was a very attractive woman, and it was a pity the way she had been treated.

"Kari, I am off on a long holiday, you are quite welcome to come with me or I will drop you off where you want. "

"You very kind, please I stay with you. I know no one in this country." She replied.

"Well my name is Charlie Brown, Kari!" I said holding out my hand and she shook it "Welcome aboard"

It was going to be a little difficult as I only had the double bed I had the other beds removed. So I said to her "Kari I only have the one bed and no spare bedding, you will have to share the bed, but have no fear you are quite safe I won't be molesting you."

She thought about it for some time and said "OK I trust you, but no sex please."

We agreed and she at long last smiled what a beautiful smile it was too.

"When we get to Edinburgh we will have to get you some clothing as you only have one set. I am only passing through Edinburgh I want to get to Perth to spend two nights and visit some points of interest there." I might have said I am visiting the moon, as she had no idea where these places were.

"I only wear sari, I no like western clothes." She said very emphatically.

We continued on and entered Edinburgh about 10 and we were able to park in the fourth parking area we visited. Kari by this time had once more dressed in her now wrinkled sari, underskirt and short sleeved blouse.

The first big shop we entered was Marks and Spencers and I managed to get her fitted out with six sets of bra's and panties, two nightdresses, a Terri dressing gown and a thick pullover, and cardigan, but that is as far as she would go. One good thing she was talking to another Bangladeshi woman, who came over to me and explained there was a shop nearby where she could purchase good working saris and accessories.

In fact it was just round the corner and we came out with three cotton lengths and three ready made underskirts and long sleeve blouses all in matching colours.

When we got back into the RV she went and changed into the new sari, when she emerged she did look very nice with her hair rolled into a bun at the back of her head.

We proceeded over the Forth Road Bridge and within an hour, we were in Perth. Parked in a Camper site, and connected to mains and sewage.

After a quick shower, Kari was amazed that there was a shower in the RV, she had one too and changed into her new underwear. We then went to a restaurant and had a good meal. Well I did, Kari was really out of her depth and I should have realized from what she had told me that this would be the case. She was determined and watched me like a hawk and followed my example. The food also must have been strange for her too.

After the meal we took a stroll through the centre of the town and visited the gardens on the inches. This is what they call the parklands on the bank of the River Tay. We drew a lot of stares from the locals. A white chap out walking with a Bangladeshi woman wearing a sari wasn't a daily sight. Especially since she had her arm linked into mine.

We got back and eventually I got into bed, dressed in our night attire, she at one side of the bed and me at the other. Some time in the middle of the night we had met in the middle and I woke up with her cuddled into my back with her breasts against my back and her arm thrown over my shoulder.

"Good morning Charlie," her voice sounded in my left ear and she planted a kiss on my cheek.

"Morning, Kari did you sleep well." I asked.

"I was frightened at first, in case you attacked me, but now I know I need not fear, you can be trusted." She replied.

The previous evening I saw a notice about local day tours, starting at 9-30 so we got to the designated start point and joined about 10 others and had a tour of the immediate area. The tour included a lunch so we were well catered for. On return that evening we ate out at an Indian restaurant but Kari didn't like the way hey had made their curries.

"I will make you a good curry," she told me "not the swill that the restaurant made."

"You will have to wait until we get to our destination." I told her.

We watched a video on our TV before retiring for the evening. This time we got into bed and made no pretense of avoidance. After saying good night she lent over and gave me a kiss on the lips.

"Thank you for treating me so kind." She said.

I was awakened in the night by her sobbing and crying. I tuned and pulled her to me and she cried on my shoulder and fell asleep in that position. She was still there in the morning but when I woke she was lying looking up at me.

"You very good man, no touch, when could, I now trust you very much". She said planting a kiss on my lips, whilst holding my head.

"Come on I want to reach Scourie by to-night." I said rising and dressing. I made a cup of tea and made a couple of slices of toast. Disconnected all the attachments and left the park. We were on the road north by 7 o'clock.

We passed through Aviemore, Inverness, and at Lairge cut inland towards the west coast. At last we saw our destination on the sign posts. Then just a few miles the other side of Scourie we took a private road to the camping site of my friend.

It was as he described it, desolate and looking over a bay. The bay of Eddrachillis. I Turned the RV so that the door and the retractable annex were on the lee side and parked on the concrete slab. The water and sewage connections were standard fittings. I had a key to the stone hut that contained the generator and tested it for starting. There were solar panels on the roof to keep the Starting batteries charged. The generator was big enough to supply a small village.

My satellite dish was a bit of a problem as it kept blowing over. A few rocks to wedge it soon solved the problem and we had TV and I could access the internet.

I never thought in the British Isles anyplace could be so desolated. There was only the birds and the wind and the sea crashing on to the rocks below. This was what I had come for to get away from the false world I lived in and just enjoy the sound of nature. I hadn't planned for Kari but so far she has been no trouble, in fact she is quite good company.

I made a trip daily to the shop in Scourie to collect bread, milk and the newspaper. Other than that we had no contact with anyone. We walked the cliffs and the beaches on the few we could get to and just relaxed.

Kari did make very nice curries, we stopped for a rest in Inverness and she came out of an Indian shop with a bag of spices. She made her own mixtures and they had more bite than the ones in the restaurants.

We even tried fishing, and managed to catch a few, but nothing to brag about.

After about a month, we were very comfortable with each others company, and her English had improved dramatically. She was very worried about being deported. The reason she said was she wanted to stay with me, forever.

That night in bed she started sobbing and crying again. So this time I asked "What is the matter Kari, what brought on this crying."

"I don't think you want me, you won't let me stay with you." She said through the sobs.

"I never said such a thing, Kari I love you beside me."

"But you never said you wanted me, to be with you." She answered.

"Kari, will you stay with me after this holiday?" I asked her

"Oh Yes I will always stay with you." She said throwing her arms around my neck and locking her mouth on to mine.

It was just a natural thing to do I put both arms round her and pulled her to me. She thrust her lower body on to mine and I had a sudden erection, not just an erection but a very hard painful one.

She couldn't say she never felt it for her pubic region was pressed on my penis. Her breasts were pressing on my chest. And she was grinding her mouth on to mine and the tears were still flowing down her cheeks and dripping on to my face.

"Charlie I am a virgin, I don't know what do I can feel your hard thing pressing against me, I don't want you to hurt me." Mari declared.

"Don't you worry I won't force you to do nothing you don't want, so calm down please, Kari."

I moved my hands from her back and through her nightdress I took her fair sized breast in my hand and started running my fingers round working into the centre of her areole on her breast. She inhaled a deep breath and pressed her breast into my hand.

I took my hand off and slipped the strop of her nightdress off and down her arm. It was rather awkward getting it over her elbow but she at least helped leaving her breast bare. This was the first time I had ever seen her breast the one I saw was as big as a rock melon, with a dark brown areole and an almost black nipple now standing out proud.

I pushed up and took her nipple in my mouth and rolled it between my lips. Kari pulled my head to her chest and moaned with her head slightly back.

"Charlie, you are making me feel so funny and it goes down to my legs." she said.

"Come take off your nightie as I removed my pyjamas top. She seemed a bit reluctant at first but she relented but tried to hide her breasts by holding her arm across her chest as she once again got under the bed clothes.

This time when she came to me it was bare chest to bare chest, and it was Kari who was rubbing her chest on mine. I once again slid down and kissed and sucked her breast whilst I caressed the other. When I tried to run my hand down her body she just took a hold of it and brought it back up.

I could see she loved this breast petting and she wasn't going to go any further for now, I respected her for this. There was plenty of time. A good thing is worth waiting for anyway as long as it's not too long.

For the first time ever she said, "Charlie I love you!" and kissed me on the mouth.

The next morning I awoke, and as usual I woke with an erection but this time I was cuddled up to Kari and she had my hard cock between her legs hard up against her mons so the only way it could have got there was by her placing it there. I could feel the coarse pubic hairs rubbing against the head. I was more aware than normal of this close proximity.

I had my hand over her body and I gently took hold of her breast and as I did so Kari pressed her hand on top of mine and held mine on her breast and gave a little wiggle of her hips. I now knew that she was awake, and quite conscious of what was going on.

"Morning Kari," I said in her with y mouth close to her ear.

"I like this feeling Charlie, is it always as hard as this in the morning," she asked.

"Yes Kari, it's because I need to pee."

"Do you want me to let you go?" she asked

"Oh God no Kari this is lovely and comfortable," I said to her drawing her closer to me

"I like it too Charlie, do you love me too Charlie,"

"I won't lie to you Kari, I really like you a lot, and I think I love you a little, you have definitely become part of my life, please give me. time sweetheart."

"That's the first time you have called me that Charlie"

"Called you what Kari?"

"Sweetheart!" she said.

"Is it, well I do mean it Kari."

She pushed even harder into me, and squeezed her thighs tighter, then relaxing them, almost masturbating me with her actions.

"Kari if you keep doing that with your thighs, you will be getting a surprise." I said.

"Oh! Charlie I'm sorry, it was so nice too." She said

At that point she turned and faced me, and I just couldn't help it I slid my hand between her legs and ran my finger between the lips of her vagina and gently stroked her tender area.

Instead of pushing my hand away she pushed herself on to my hand, and let out a sigh. "Charlie that is lovely please don't stop, I love you so much." Kari said as she hugged me.

"Kari, I do love you, I suddenly realize how much." I said removing my hand from between her legs and putting on her soft bottom and pulled her to me.

"Oh Charlie!" she said "I have never felt so happy in all my life, I want to stay with you, always."

I have no racial prejudice but I had never seen myself becoming attached to a person of a different race. I really don't care what people say. It just came to me the moment she turned to face me that I had this lump rise in my chest. She looked at me with those big brown eyes and the look of trust that was on her face was what brought the realization that I had fallen in love with Kari quite a while ago and I hadn't realized it.

"We have to get you legally registered in this country and then we will get married, Kari." I said to her

"What if they won't let me stay, I don't care if you marry me or not I just want you near me." She said.

"Kari, we are going to do this right, I am at stage in life that I can move anywhere, so if they sent you back I will come with you, but I don't think they will." I said "I have a friend who works in the immigration Ministry I will give him a call and see what he can do for us."

"I don't like London, too many bad memories." She said.

"We will move up to this country, the Scots are a lot more tolerant, and it is a lot less crowded than the southeast of England." I said already planning relocation in my mind.

We rose and had breakfast and Kari was like the cat who had swallowed the canary, she was going around so happy.

That morning I used my mobile, which I had switched off intending not to use it all the holiday and rang Gilbert, the friend in Immigration. I explained the circumstances and also how I felt for Kari. He asked to speak to her and I heard her give a lot of details about her home and named names.

After he had spoken to her he again spoke to me. He told me if I was serious and wanted to marry her do so now. He would approach the Bangladesh embassy where he in turn has a friend to make some enquiries. He would be emailing me some forms which I was to fill out and get back to him as soon as possible, and get round to the registry office as soon as possible.

I logged on to my email service and downloaded the forms. Kari and I sat at the laptop and filled in the forms together, when we came to the portion of proposed marital status. I said to her "Kari will you marry me?"

"She leapt into my arms and said "Of course you fool, I will marry you any time you want."

So in this section I put within one month. I took note of all Kari's particulars as I was going to need them to register for marriage.

I then returned the forms to Gilbert. I then contacted enquiries and found that the nearest registry Office was in Inverness. So I rang them to get instructions. Only one of us was needed to attend for registration.

I told Kari I would be gone for a couple of hours and rode the bike to Inverness Registry Office. The registration of intent was as simple as could be. I gave the lady there all the particulars. I wanted no special license so a date was booked for three weeks time at 10am. The license was then put in the notice board outside the Registry Office for Public Display.

I then returned to the camp site, and told Kari what I had done. She just could not believe that she was at long last going to be married.

"Kari, one thing you must promise me, always wear the sari, I will always think of you wearing one its you and that is why I ask you." I asked her.

"Charlie I don't feel dressed in western clothes, I told you before that I just wear the sari." She replied to me.

Three days later a police car pulled up and a Sergeant of Police knocked at the door. I admitted him and he removed his cap, and took the seat I offered him.

"These campers are a real home from home aren't they?" he said with a slow highland brogue.

Kari I could see was real afraid and was standing at my back clasping my pullover with both hands.

"Oh! I better introduce myself I'm Sergeant Ronald Macgregor of the West Highland Police. I have come to see you on the request of the Immigration Ministry" he said

Kari and I just stood and stared at him.

"And is the little lass who has had a bit of trouble then." He said indicating to Kari

"Yes!" I answered "She was brought here tricked by being offered marriage and found it was really for prostitution, but she managed to escape from her captors, and I gave her refuge." I said

"Why didn't you take her to the police at the time?" he asked

"I don't know, I just felt sorry for her, now we are going to get married in three weeks and I want her stay to be legal that is why I contacted the Ministry." I told him

"Where are you getting married," he asked.

"Inverness Registry Office at 10am 18days time." I said

He stood up put on his cap and addressed Kari and told her that he was arresting her as an illegal entry into this country. Before he could go any further Kari dropped to her knees and was sobbing deeply and had her arms wrapped around my legs.

He went on that she was to be put into my custody until at such time a decision would be given on her status.

He then took off his cap, sat down on the chair and said "I wouldn't say no to a hot cup of coffee"

Kari stopped crying and was staring at the sergeant. I too was just dumbstruck and it took me some time to realize just what he had said.

"You mean you're not going to take her away and lock her up?" I asked.

"Do you think we have no sympathy for her, anyhow where would we be locking her up in this part of the country? She's your responsibility, don't lose her or you will be for the high jump. Now how about that coffee?" he said.

I helped Kari up to her feet, and she quickly poured us out a coffee from the drip coffee maker.

"I'll be your best man if you want, and my daughter will willingly be your bridesmaid." He said to us both. Anyway you will need two witnesses, and I can keep an eye on you both he said with a laugh.

"You can't very well drive this big thing to the Registry Office, Ill have Betty that's my daughters name by the way pick you up in her car and take you there in goodly time. I will meet you there. I have to be in court that day, so I will just nip round for your wedding.

After finishing his coffee he rose and left, leaving the both of us rather stunned at the sudden turn of events.

"Kari, the wheels are now in motion for you to stay in this country, it seems that they are not overly worried, allowing you to stay in my care. It looks as if we have a friend in the local police and a good witness for our marriage." I said to her.

She came and pressed herself close to me wrapping her arms around my body. "Charlie I was very afraid that they were going to put me in prison." She said into my chest. "Please hold me tight, I need you holding me."

We just stood there holding each other.

That night she offered herself and I didn't really turn her down I suggested we wait until her wedding night, as all women would like to go to their nuptial bed a virgin especially Asian women. This was the greatest complement I could have given her. She was very pleased that I had said this. But our other petting continued.

The sari she was wearing the night I found her was going to be her wedding sari and she had washed and ironed it and put it to one side it was by far a better quality than the ones we had purchased in Edinburgh. I would rather have her wear something new and finer.

I then remembered Nanda Singh. Who used to be a programmer with my old company, and was one of the few who hadn't been seduced by my ex. Maybe because he was older and had children of my age.

I rang his old number and his wife answered who I had met but for the life of me couldn't remember her name. I asked if Nanda could call me as it was urgent. She asked the reason and I told her, she asked Kari's measurements. Which I told her from memory and what she had told the Indian in the shop in Edinburgh.

She said she would tell Nanda but that she will get a sari suitable for Kari's wedding and have it sent by Express delivery if she can get what she wants. I thanked her and she said to me." This lady won't treat you like your last wife, Asian women know how to look after their men properly, and I think you have made a wonderful choice."

Early the next week a parcel arrived from London containing the most beautiful sari in pale pastel blue with a broad orange colour pattern and inlaid with gold thread and was like silk with a matching underskirt and blouse. It also contained a note from all of Nanda's family wishing us all the best.

When Kali saw the sari she burst out crying. "Charlie it is beautiful this is the most expensive sari's I have ever held in my hands, I will be very proud on my wedding day."

In the post that day was a temporary visitor's permit allowing Kari to stay impending investigation of her status.

On the day of our marriage we rose early, and were dressed early waiting on Betty to pick us up. I just couldn't keep my eyes off the beautiful woman beside me. They say that all brides are beautiful on their wedding day. I had to agree with the saying for Kari in the blue sari was the most exquisite creature I have laid eyes on.

When Betty arrived and stepped into the camper she stopped with mouth open looking at Kari "What a beautiful lady you are!" she said. "I am honoured to be your bridesmaid."

When we arrived at the Registry Office we only had a ten minute wait. The Sergeant had brought two other Constables with him. So instead of us just being on our own we now had a reasonable gathering. After the ceremony and all the signatures gathered we were handed our marriage certificates. The Sergeant said he had a surprise for us, and Betty would be taking us, and he would be following soon.

She drove us to just outside Durness to a group of houses. When we entered one there was a group of people waiting. They all wished us the best of happiness. The sergeant and his family had arranged this reception for us with his friends in the area. He had told them the story of Kari and what she had gone through and they wanted to show that all the British aren't bad.

"I love you all for what you have done for me and Charlie I wish that I could live here for you are all so friendly, I really appreciate what you have done for this is the happiest day of my life." She told them.

"We would love to have you stay here you would be very welcome, we have never had an Indian lady live here. There is a house for sale just up the road; you should take a look at too. "A young woman about our age said.

"I'm not Indian I am from Bangladesh, and I will try and talk Charlie to look at it he did say he would live anywhere I would like to live. So you may find me in your community permanently, but first I have to be allowed to stay in this country." She told them.

Kari seemed to be getting on with the women splendidly and they seem to have taken to her as well. As Kari now was seated with all the women seated round her. She was outstanding sitting there proudly talking to them.

The sergeant and his two Police friends turned up. And we then all sat down to a meal. We had the usual speeches, and the subject of us moving here was brought up again. In fact we were to be taken round the house in two days and the Sergeant and Betty was going to show us around.

"Kari," the sergeant said addressing Kari and everyone present, "This is unofficial but I have been informed that you have been given permanent residency and your National Insurance number and all relevant documentation will be sent to you soon, I haven't told you, but welcome to Scotland we would love you to join us here."

Everyone clapped and wished her all the best. Afterwards, one of the Constables who was on his way to Ullapool dropped us off at our camper.

I carried Kari over the doorstep as a true romantic; I don't know if it was a custom in her country. I said to her,"Welcome home Mrs. Brown," and kissed her open lips.

"Am I now really Mrs. Brown, and I am your wife, I just can't believe it." She said with a smile on her face.

"Indeed you are, and you are getting to stay, do you want to live up here, it is a bit remote?" I asked.

"Oh Yes these are nice people, and I like them all, they have been very kind to us, and I think they would love to have us." she went on.

"Kari, these Highland people are real clicky, and take a long time to accept strangers into their community, the one thing in their favour is that they did ask us, so maybe we have been accepted. We are going to see the house day after to-morrow so we will wait until then Mrs. Brown" I said.

"I love that name, Mrs. Brown my mother would be so proud of me." she said.

"How many sisters have you got Mrs. Brown." I asked.

"I have one, Mr. Brown." She said with a giggle.

"If we get a big enough house maybe we should get them here with you, what do you say?" I asked her.

"Oh could you, this life style is totally different from what my mother is used to, she may not like it." She said excitedly.

We left it like that and we retired to the bedroom. There was no vanity now she displayed her body to me without embarrassment, and got into bed.

Immediately we got into bed she grabbed my hand and placed it between her legs and then put both her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. I gently moved my finger between the lips of her very wet vaginal entrance and she shivered in pleasure and let out a small sigh through her closed mouth.

I slowly sank down her body, kissing her breasts and flat stomach, down over her lower abdomen and I got myself between her thighs, kissing the smooth inner surfaces, and slowly working up to her vagina. I used two of the fingers I had there to open up these brown lips exposing her wet shinny pink flesh. I placed my mouth there and she shouted out in pleasure. Grabbing my head and pushing it into her pelvis area, and rolled her hips.

"Charlie, that is wonderful, why haven't you done this before? I just love this feeling." She barely got out through the panting.

I kept this up for a good ten minutes and she was in such a state that I just had to touch her clitoris for her to go into a thrashing frenzy with her highs. My head was getting the bashing by those beautiful brown thighs.

I slid up and placed the head of my rock hard penis at the entrance of her vagina and she immediately raised her hips to accommodate me. a short way in I came against the resistance of her hymen I was expecting a lot of resistance but I felt it give and I plunged into her. She let out a sharp shout and pushed her hips onto me as I slid all the way in.

"Charlie that was a bit sore, but please don't stop, I will be alright." She said

Looked down and I saw that she was bleeding a bit as it was running out I saw when I placed my finger under my shaft and when I looked at my finger it was covered in blood. So I took it very gentle and took very slow easy strokes, but she was wanting to go faster as her hips became demanding by increasing her tempo.

I just couldn't hold any longer after over four years of abstinence I felt it rising from the root of my penis and just as I was about to blast into her I felt a shiver go through Kari's body and she sat and pulled me down on to her and hugged me as tight as she could and was kissing the side of my head, Her legs locked over mine and we were entwined and our bodies were locked as one.

"Charlie, I love you and that was really wonderful, I will be a faithful wife to you, you are my master, I want you always with me." She said.

We lay locked like that for at least half an hour and I had difficulty getting her to let me go.

"Thank you Mrs. Brown that was lovely, I love you Kari." I kissed her brow.

"When can we do that again," She asked.

"When ever you like my angel." I said.

It wasn't long before I was hard again but this time I was on the bottom and Kari was sitting on my thighs. I could watch her and she me. She took my penis in her hand, she was thrilled by holding it in her hand I could see. But it wasn't her hand she wanted it in but inside her body. She placed the head inside her vagina and gently bent her knees and I slipped into her so slowly.

"Its not sore this time and the feeling is a lot better, Oh this is fantastic, what have I been missing Charlie." She said smiling at me.

She looked like a nymph with her half her hair cascading down her back and the other half over her shoulder and front. It was that long that the ends were lying on my stomach and my thighs. I didn't expect the feel of hair to feel so nice.

She sat right down on my thighs. "Charlie it fills me completely, it feels like it is up to my heart, this must be cupids arrow." She said with a laugh.

Then she started rising and lowering herself on my shaft. The look on her face was enough to see that she truly loved this.

"Charlie you like this don't you? I can see by your face that you really like me doing this to you." She said

"Kari, you have hit the nail on the head, I will let you do that anytime you want." I said

"No I have the nail inside me." she said with a laugh, as she increased her tempo.

I tried to help her but she didn't want my help this was to be her play. She let me know by rising up and stopping until I stopped. Then she would start again. I reached up and took a breast in each hand and she leant a little closer so I got a bigger handful. When I felt myself ready to shoot my load I reached and grabbed her hair and pulled her down to me so I could hold her close.

"Charlie I felt you shoot your liquid into me, I liked the feel of it shooting into me, Oh Darling I love you so much, keep loving me darling." She said.

We rolled so that we were lying side by side and I kissed her and said "Good night Darling Mrs. Brown"

"Good night Mr. Brown."

We fell asleep then as a new unit which this time I was determined to keep as one.

I was nice waking up with a loving wife by my side, but I wish she wouldn't just lie and look at me when she woke up. Whenever I opened my eyes she kissed me on the lips.

"Good morning dear husband" she said "I love you."

These were the words that I would hear every morning that I woke up to.

The next day we were picked up and taken to view the vacant house. It was quite large, far larger that the houses we were in the other day. It had five bedrooms two bathrooms and three public rooms and a large kitchen. It stood on about an acre of land. God I thought this will cost a fortune, I was judging on the price of property in London.

Kari loved it; it was the kitchen more than anything she loved. I must admit it was well equipped and not one of those pokey little holes I have seen in most houses, with walk-in pantry, and laundry.

When Ronald told me the asking price, I nearly collapsed it was one fifth the price of my place in London.

"Are you sure that is the asking price, it seems very cheap compared to London." I queried.

"That is the asking price for you, do you want it?" he asked.

"Oh Yes we will take it. In fact I can pay for it right now." I said.

"No need just put quarter down, and the rest when you move in." he said.

I made a cheque out for the amount, and handed it to him.

"Kari, this is going to be your new home, I have just bought it, you wanted to live with these people, so now you can."

"Welcome to our community the pair of you, we will all help you move in and get to know everyone in the area, we all help one another, we have to since we are so isolated." Ronald told us.

Betty and Kari hugged one another and dashed to look again at the kitchen.

‘I will have to make arrangements to sell my house in London and get all my stuff up. I will have to leave the camper here while I do this if I bring it up to this house can you watch it for me. I may be gone for a couple of weeks I would also appreciate it if someone can take us to Inverness airport." I asked him.

"We will look after everything, do you want me to arrange the connection of services for you, I know that you should apply yourself but I will talk to them and you can go and sign when you get back."

"Please we would appreciate that. Can you get us to the airport to-morrow?" I asked.

"I have to go into court again to-morrow, I will pick you up at 6-30 will that do." He told me

"Great!, Donald I appreciate all the help you and your family have given Kari and myself, I will have to repay you somehow." I said

"You just bring yourself and your pretty wife back." He said.

Once we were returned to the camper I booked two tickets to London. Rang up my Estate Agent and told him to list my house for sale as soon as possible. I could almost hear him counting his commission as the house was in Holland Park a preferred district in London.

We packed everything away and drove the camper to our new home. We spent the night there making beautiful love. We awake at 5 and prepared for our journey south.

I was determined that I would get a supply of saris for Kari when in London as there was a large Indian community there and many outlets selling these garments. This time Kari will choose them herself.

The flight down went without a hitch, and soon we were at my home. Kari couldn't believe that I lived in such opulence.

"What beautiful furniture you have touching everything." She said

"It's yours as well Kari, always remember that." I said to her.

I got on the land line phone and started making calls as Kari inspected our home. First I rang Gilbert and thanked him for what he had done for us. He wished us all the best and happiness. Then I said that I would like him to do me another favour. And I told him about Kari's mother and sister, and that I would like to sponsor them and how would I go about it. He gave me some advice and told me a lawyer that specializes in this type of thing.

I rang the lawyer and gave him Gilberts name and telephone number, my address here but I said it wouldn't be for long as I was moving to Scotland and gave him the address there. I also gave Ronald Macgregor's name as a reference. Also all the particulars of Kari's mother and sister, he told me he would be in touch.

I then rang Mrs. Singh and thanked her for the sari and asked her if she would take Kari and get her fitted out with more clothing. I told her about her wearing the sari; she told me she also only wears the sari so the two of them should get on well together.

We weren't back in the house three hours when I received a call fro the Estate Agents asking if they could show someone round the house. I quickly agreed.

I just couldn't describe the couple who came to visit with the Estate Agent. Apparently they were pop stars and their dress was ghastly. I'm sure they will get on well with my neighbours. I let them wander around. And then man said "I see you have an Indian servant does she come with the house."

"Sir that is my wife you are referring to." I said indignantly.

"Oh I'm very sorry I didn't realize." He said.

I could tell that I had really upset him by that statement.

The Estate Agent and the two of them got into a huddle and the Estate agent came and told me he had an offer. Would it be sufficient and it would be a quick sale. When he told me the price I just looked at him for about a minute.

"Is the price too low, I will ask if they will go higher" he said thinking he may have lost a sale.

"No that is far higher than the value I had done just last year, and the difference shook me, that's all," I said

"Will you sell at that price then?" He asked

"You have a sale make the time as short as possible please." I told him.

He went over and spoke to the couple and came back. "The quickest I can make it is five days." He said

"We will be vacated in five days, please send the papers round and I will sign them." I said.

"Thank you," he replied.

After they had left I contacted Mrs. Macgregor and told her we would be returning in one week. She was very excited and said she would tell Ronald when he came back home.

I then contacted a removal contractor and told them I needed an urgent removal to the north of Scotland. They said that would be fine for they were looking for a back loading. They would send the team of packers round to-morrow ready for the removal in three days.

Everything since my meeting Kari has gone right she must be my lucky charm. For a period in my life nothing went right now everything has turned up rosy. I decided that we would spend our time in London in a hotel as the house was going to be disrupted.

I rang and made a booking at the Holiday Inn, Then rang the Removal Contractor telling them where to pick up the house keys, and Mrs. Singh where we will be staying.

I collected Kari from the kitchen where she was rummaging and told her of the change of plans. We collected our things and we went to my garage and collected my Lexus.

"You have a car as well?" She asked.

"No we have a car as well!" I said to her.

She laughed. "I will have to get used to that!" She said.

Kari was rather apprehensive when we entered the Holiday Inn, but the thing that really tickled her was being called Mrs. Brown. I think that the reception clerk thought we were having a sly week until Mrs. Singh came up to us and congratulated us on our marriage. We all went up to our room and dropped off our things.

I told her about our time table, and she would collect Kari in the morning and they would go shopping. I had to tell her that Kari couldn't read or understand the money or its value and I would leave it to her to guide her, but I wanted her to have the best, as I wanted her to be proud to be my wife.

"You don't need to worry about that she is very proud to be your wife, and when you told her that you liked to see her dressed in the sari she was even prouder. As you see I always wear my sari, it makes me different to the others and I am very proud of my national dress.

Just then there was a knock at the door and I let in Nanda Singh who I hadn't seen for quite a while.

"So this is the pretty wife," he said kissing Kari's hand. "She is very beautiful, and I can see by the way she looks at you she loves you very much. May you have many happy years?"

He and his wife left saying they will see Kari the next morning.

"I am glad that Mrs. Singh also wears the sari. I was beginning to feel an outcast." She said whilst hugging me.

"I don't care you continue wearing it." I kissed her brow.

The next few days went very fast, and there were so many things that I had to do in preparation of moving home. Kari enjoyed her day shopping, but she didn't like the crowds, or the noise of London. Even though I had lived most of my life in this city, in the past years I had become a recluse therefore my list of friends had shrunk. I too would be glad to leave and make a clean start up north.

Settlement day arrived, and two days before my furniture was all packed and on its way to my new home. On that day I had my lawyers transfer the balance due on the home in Scotland. These days with the aid of computers everything took seconds which used to take days.

Kari and I then left London heading north again, but this time as man and wife. Keeping to the main arterial roads, the miles slipped quickly by as we passed through previously seen locations. At the north side of Inverness we in fact passed the furniture van carrying our effects and we therefore would be present for their arrival.

When we pulled up outside our new home, Betty's car was parked alongside the camper. When we entered the house it was lovely and warm and the central heating was running. Betty came to the hall to meet us and welcomed us home.

"My that was a quick trip, I am glad to see you back. I was just finishing up tidying up and getting things ready for your arrival." She said.

I connected up the power to the camper and soon we had a cup of coffee ready, and we all sat down waiting on the arrival of the furniture van. It was then that I found out that the house had been the property of Ronald's mother and had been his old family home.

It was while we were waiting, that I received the call from the lawyer looking into Kari's mother's sponsorship. I asked to be excused from the two ladies and took the call outside.

Kari's mother had been contacted, but her sister had died suddenly, so her mother was now all alone. She was eager to come but it would take a little while to get the necessary paperwork, and organize her application. If I would like he could get a visitors visa, while the application for sponsored residency was being processed. I told him to do this and to contact me and let me know how things were progressing.

My old furniture was insufficient to furnish all the rooms of the house. We would need to furnish two more bedrooms, but this furniture could be purchased locally.

In the mail that was brought to us that day were Kari's official residency papers with her National security number. Now she was a residency of the country and she was so happy about it.

It was strange that night sleeping in a strange house, with all the creaks and sounds. We lay there for quite a while listening to them and slowly we came into an embrace and our bodies seemed to blend into each others as our hands searched each others bodies. Kari's body had become very familiar to me now and I knew every bump and crevice. Each time was a new experience and I found spots that made her more responsive in the most peculiar places.

Soon my hand had slipped between her legs and she had parted them to allow me access to her vagina, and her very sensitive button of pleasure. Kari now expresses her pleasure in a soft vocal manner and was soon moaning as I caressed her erotic zone. When I slipped two fingers into her vagina she thrust her hips onto them driving them further into her body.

"Please Charlie, put it in I need you now," she pleaded.

I gently got between her legs and inserted myself into her and we began a slow and easy pumping of our organs until she climaxed not once but twice in quick succession, I soon followed and as usual she locked her legs tightly round me. Somehow deep down I realized that this union was to be an impregnation, there was something about this act that was so different from all the others. I really hoped so for Kari was eager to have children.

We not only got the other rooms furnished but we organized a party and invited all the people who had been so kind to us, we called on Betty's help to get as many of the local people to attend as we could. I was very surprised that so many attended, and that it looked that we had been indeed welcomed into their close knit community.

After that we had them calling in as they passed by and when we were out walking we were warmly greeted.

Soon the winter weather came and I hadn't realized how cold it gets up here in this part of the country, so our walks became less. Also Kari was now pregnant by two months when I received a telephone call from London telling me that Kari's mother was arriving that evening in Inverness from London.

"Kari, We have to urgently go to Inverness, to meet someone from the London flight. Get your warm coat and bring it with you." I told her.

Kari was a bit confused as I don't usually rush and dash like I was doing now but she done as I told her. We quickly got into the car, and soon it was lovely and warm with the heater going. We arrived only five minutes before the London flight arrived and we were at the arrivals gate waiting.

I saw her first she looked a rather pathetic older version of Kari also dressed in a Sari. Kari spotted her too and the pair just stopped and looked at one another for a few seconds and Kari run to her and they both hugged and the tears flowed down both their faces. Ruining the slight makeup that Kari wore.

She actually dragged her mother over to me and introduced her to me. "This is Tamara my mother, Mother this is my husband Charlie," she said.

In very broken English she thanked me for getting her here, and for marrying her daughter.

I saw her admiring Kari's clothing and it was obvious that Kari's was of a far better quality than hers. I took a mental note that I would have to get Tamara re outfitted also. When we collected her baggage all she had was a battered old suitcase that felt very light, and this was all her personal effects.

They both sat in the back of the car as we drove back home and I could tell when they reached the part of the telling of her sisters death, they had been chatting all this time in Urdu and I knew nothing at all of that language.

On arrival home Tamara was truly amazed that her daughter lived in such opulence. She like her daughter had done when I brought her to London walked around running her hand over the furniture surfaces. What it was about kitchens and women but Kari dragged her mother into ours and you could tell by their facial expressions that they loved the now well equipped area.

Kari then took her mother up to show her bedroom, and no doubt the remainder of upstairs. So I prepared a light snack and tea for us and took it into the lounge by the fire which was burning brightly, not that we needed a fire as the central heating was sufficient, but it was comforting to see an open fire.

Immediately they entered the room I knew that Kari had told her mother about her pregnancy. Tamara came over to me and kissed me on the cheek and gave me a hug. I then had a close look at Tamara and realized that she was only a few years older than I was for I was eight years older than Kari. I had somehow pictured her as being old, and seeing her coming off the plane I somehow accepted that fact.

This was a different situation all together for here was a very virile female in my household, and I could imagine the behind the back remarks that would be going around, or so I thought.

It was very late and we all retired for the night. I saw that Kari had given her mother a bedroom furthest from ours. So Kari's vocal pleasure sounds shouldn't carry that far.

I woke the next morning as usual to my wife's usual remark but I had woken to sounds emitting from the ground floor. I nudged Kari and asked,"Is your mother an early riser, as I hear someone below darling?"

"Yes that will be mother, Ill better get up and see what she is doing." She said getting up and slipping on her house coat and padded down stairs.

I got up also and showered, shaved and dressed, then went below. There was the pair of them in the kitchen preparing breakfast. I recognized the sari Tamara was wearing as one of Kari's so it looks as if she has already thought about her mothers' lack of clothing. In fact they were like two peas in a pod. If I hadn't seen her face I would have mistaken her for Kari from the back, and that could have been an embarrassment as I sometimes come up behind her and reach round and grab a handful of breast.

We were soon all sitting down eating breakfast after Kari went upstairs showered, dressed and returned. Looking at them both sitting at the table there was no doubt they were mother and daughter.

It was only a matter of weeks when I realized that what Mrs. Singh had said was so perfectly true. Asian women do treat their husbands better than European women do, I don't know if this is a good thing or bad but from my point of view it made me appreciate even more, I not only had an Asian wife I had the mother-in-law as well and she treated me just as well.

Kari was now settled into her home with all the people she loved in the world around her and a bright future ahead for her intended family.