I took another swallow of beer, the liquid tingling with its effervescence as I swallowed. I felt the beer warm my face, “or was it the fantasy this...woman had produced?” I asked myself silently. And then I could smell her perfume and it was not a fantasy, the woman in the reflection was beside me. Her hand went to my arm. It was a soft touch of a woman and that touch sent a shiver down my spine. I turned my head, she had changed her denim shirt for a thin white blouse, “Warm in here isn’t it”. It was white and shiny like satin, with a row of tiny metal buttons down the front. Under ordinary lighting the blouse was also ordinary, but the harsh sunlight at her back turned the satiny material translucent. As a result, I could see her dark colored bra. I know a thing or two about bras, and I could tell that hers was what they called a demi-cup. In other words, there wasn't a whole lot of bra to rein in a couple of whopper titties.I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Her hot body had given. I then noticed he was staring at my perky boobs almost pressing agents his upper abs. I looked up at him."Hello?!" I said as a reminder."Oh... Sorry sis," he said as he walked back and sat on the bed. "Haven't you ever seen boobs before? I mean with all the girls you bring home regularly," I said teasing him."Yeah! Of course! Just not as great as yours! They're perfect!" he said almost amazed.I noticed that I was sitting next to him at that point, still naked. If I wanted him, wouldn't I have. At the time, Priya felt a faint sense of relief, but also knew what the doctor was implying. Since then, she occasionally urged her husband to visit the clinic and get examined, but he always refused. Despite all of the failed attempts thus far, he remained confident that they would eventually be able to start their own family.Needless to say, Priya no longer shared her husband's faith in his ability to get her pregnant. She couldn't help but recall what the doctor said at the end of her.