a woman who came to see her groom

It was only when they came to see me as a groom that I realized that the woman who had come to see me was none other than the same Anandhi I had seen when I was a child. My mother already knew that. My mother had talked to Anandhi and her mother about me.
When they arrived, I went inside and hid in the bedroom, just to watch me through the window, just to enjoy the sight of a woman. I had usually seen in movies how women would hide and watch the groom coming to see them, but here it was going to be the opposite. That was the difference. I heard the sound of a car coming, they had arrived, and my mother went to the door and brought them in. Anandhi was very beautiful to look at, but as usual in a man's dress, majestically. The sight of her breasts peeking out from under her shirt did something to me. She had taken off her shirt by two inches. So her cleavage was clearly visible. My cock was lifted inside, and for the first time I felt like a man.
Her well-rounded breasts looked like ripe mangoes. I felt like I had to keep looking. I often attend women's gatherings with my mother, dressed in women's clothing, but since my mother is always there, and there are mostly aunties, I have never seen such a beautiful young woman in such a state. It has been many years since I went to a women's gathering, and since I studied in a boys' college, I have never had the opportunity to see women. And that too, I have never seen a beautiful young woman so close.
Anandi came in and sat cross-legged on the sofa in the hall. What a majestic figure. I immediately thought I would go and fall at her feet. It didn't take long to do a good job. Anandi smiled and told my mother, "Call your son who is going to be my bridegroom." Immediately, my mother also came to the room where I was and took me.
I also entered the hall with my coffee and dessert tray in my hand, bowing my head shyly like a girl, followed by my mother. I took it straight away and placed it on the teapot next to the sofa where Anandi was sitting, and with folded hands, I fell prostrate at Anandi's feet.
I was 6 years older than Anandi, a man, and in the eyes of others, she was going to be her husband. But I fell at her feet without anyone telling me.
Seeing that, she and her mother laughed mockingly. My mother also laughed along with them. I didn't want to get up unless they told me to. I just lay there. Anandi was enjoying me falling at her feet. She also waited for a while, not knowing that I had woken up. She immediately understood, and after a while, she gently touched me on my feet and lifted me up, but she did not let me get up completely, and kept me kneeling.
Then she said, one thing is clear from this, you are a virgin boy, you have never been to any woman before. I said yes, I was brought up with great discipline, not my father, but my mother, they brought me up carefully. My mother was very worried about me because I had a timid nature and had grown up like a bombshell. That is why, I said, they believed that if I was a well-educated and courageous woman of this time and got married, she would come and take good care of me.
Hearing that, she said with a gentle smile, don't worry, I will take good care of you, but you have to listen to what I say, will you do it? I said, from today I will listen to your words and act, I will do whatever you tell me to do, I said, will you take good care of me? She said with a smile, "That's what I'm watching closely - the bravery that falls at your feet." I bowed my head in shame. She said, "If you want to marry me, there's one condition, you have to be my bride and I have to be your bridegroom." She asked if you would agree to that. I nodded eagerly and said, "Okay."