He wasn't shy, but then, neither were my children.Sandy saw Rose and came out of the pool to say hello."Hi, I'm Sandra, but my friends call me Sandy,"...she said without a pause."Nice to meet you, Sandy. I'm Rose. I'm Mr. Cummings's personal assistant."What does a personal assistant do?" my daughter asked."I do all kinds of things that help him look after his business. I take notes at meetings like we were in this afternoon. I keep records of expenses when we travel. I remind him of his. She must have been in her mid-30s (got to know later 38, she didn’t look it at all!). If you know Vasant Kunj has apartments on different floors. I was on the top floor and Aarti stayed on the ground floor. From whatever I knew at that point, I knew that Aarti was single and used to stay with her mother. Aarti’s father had expired some years ago. Till the time I started going to the gym, my interaction with Aarti was limited to a mere hello.When I started going to the gym, we started talking a. "Derek looked at Sandy who shrugged. "Connie, I don't think that I'll be able to do the committee after all."Connie looked grief stricken. "Sandra, I can't believe that you would..." It's not my choice. It's Derek's. He may be playing baseball after today," interrupted the blond."Is that true, Derek?" There's a chance, though I'm not positive ... so don't schedule any meetings on my behalf because I might not be able to make them." Otherwise, you can make it?" she asked hopefully.Derek. “I’ll get you something. Wait there and don’t move.”He left the room and I waited apprehensively for his return. When he came back I could see in his hand a bra and some panties. They were black and lacey.“You will wear this, like a good girl.”He walked over to me and ripped off my boxer shorts with one sudden, violent yank, revealing my hard erection.“Put it on.”“Ok.”“Ok what?”“Ok, sir.”He smiled at my reply.“Good girl.” I slowly put on the bra and panties and felt myself precumming again as I.