The tenth anniversary dawned softly in their LB Nagar home, bringing a quiet joy that felt richer than any luxury. Ten years of marriage, two beautiful children, shared struggles, and a love that had only grown deeper and hungrier with time. Priya woke up first, feeling emotional as she looked at Ravi sleeping peacefully beside her. She slipped out of bed, bathed, and chose a special outfit for the day — a rich maroon silk saree with intricate gold embroidery, the same one she had worn on their wedding night, preserved carefully. The fabric draped sensually over her full curves, the low-cut blouse hugging her heavy breasts, and the petticoat tied low on her wide hips. Underneath, nothing — no bra, no panty, as per Ravi’s morning whisper.

Ravi woke to the aroma of his favorite breakfast — pesarattu and coconut chutney. The kids were excited, knowing it was a special day. They had made handmade cards, and Dadi Lakshmi had prepared a small homemade cake. The family celebrated modestly in the morning with laughter, hugs, and a few gifts: new notebooks for the kids and a simple gold-plated pendant for Priya from Ravi.