A Surprise Relationship

My eyes travelled up her 5'7" body, from the strappy 4" heeled sandals, over the shiny black Cuban heeled seamed stockings covering her calves, to her knee length black halter dress. The dress was form fitting, showing off curves that I never would have believed Tony could possibly possess. Feminine hips narrowed to a small waist, leading up to the cleavage of perfect 'B' cup breasts, which was very nicely shown off by the V cut front of the dress. Her makeup was a perfect look for an evening out, with smoky dark lavender eyeshadow, and matching lipstick, as well as matching polish on her toenails and fingernails. Her light brown hair had been layered and trimmed to just below her shoulders, and had a slight soft curl to it, and she wore dangling earrings that framed her face perfectly.

The driver and I quickly took the bags from her and the other woman (an employee of the salon, who had offered to help Kim with her bags) and placed them in the trunk before I turned to her and looked at her again. She did a slow 360 turn, showing off her outfit and body to me, and everyone else nearby, before stepping gracefully over to me. She took my hands in hers, looked softly into my eyes, and asked if I liked how she looked.

I was speechless as I again looked at her from head to toe, and then back up. Staring into her smoky hazel coloured eyes, I no longer saw Tony or Kim, but a beautiful woman before me and my answer was to pull her against me as my lips met hers. I felt her arms go around me, and she sighed as we shared a kiss in front of all these people. I broke the kiss as the thought that this was Tony went through my head, although my eyes told me different.

I helped her into the car, and we talked on the way to dinner. She had decided that it would be best if I didn't call her Kim, but instead use Kim's middle name, Anne. The restaurant was an old farm house that had been restored, and we each had several glasses of wine with our excellent meals. The town car was waiting outside when we exited, and the driver helped us take Anne's bags to my door from the trunk when we arrived home. We left all the bags on the floor, and Anne sat on the couch as I poured us each another glass of wine before I sat next to her.