I don’t know her exact figure as I never asked her, but I guess it was roughly about 32-28-34. She used to play tennis and kept her body fit always....She was about 4 years elder than me. Initially I never had any such sexual interest towards her.Both our familes are well known to each other. Her parents had business and both of them were very busy managing that and used to travel a lot. Me and Anitha used to go to each others house and spend time. We both used to go to beach in the evenings and. A sunny afternoon, no shooting stars this time, after hours of tension there was a screaming kid; messy fluids, hospital smells, bright lights, every ounce of romance filtered away by the air conditioning; and among all that another moment of magic.They brought the baby to her, let her hold him and put him to that same breast I’d fondled in the night those years ago.I remember standing near the door, not quite stopping anyone from coming in, not exactly guarding the entrance but making the. “You’re mixing shows!” I laughed. “Picard in Star Trek says ‘Tea; Earl Grey; hot’. ‘By your command’ would be a Cylon from Battlestar Galactica!”“Sorry, I’m not a huge science fiction fan!”“Don’t worry about it. I’m also very pedantic. Did you hear from Jackie Phelan yet?”“No, but I expect to hear from her today. Once the plans are finalized, do you want me to set up a meeting with Gerald Brown?”“Yes. You set up a meeting between the two of you and you handle it. You managed the last. My God, what a beautiful body She has and I worshipped it! No woman can match this anymore. I concluded this when I came home and thought of my wife Chantal. She is quite beautiful, 37, friendly face, blond, green eyes and still looks great for her age, with a nice round ass and big tits and a hour glass figure, but no match to the Mistress. I think it is because of the superiority that the Mistress somehow adds to her being a woman that makes the difference. With only one meeting my Mistress.