A Surprise Relationship

She removed her shoes and started to rub her feet, saying they were sore from all the walking around the mall, as well as her not being used to wearing heels anymore. She then twisted around and placed her feet on my lap, asking me if I could give her a foot massage. I slowly rubbed her feet through the delicate stockings for a while, before my hands started massaging her ankles and lower calves. Her eyes were closed, and she softly sighed and moaned as she whispered how good it felt as my hands made their way up her calves to her knees, then slowly back down to her toes. My eyes were locked on her face, and I only saw this gorgeous woman before me. She opened her eyes to reach for her glass of wine, and saw me staring at her. She took a sip of wine and placed her glass back onto the table before she leaned towards me and returned my stare. I couldn't help myself, and I leaned towards her, kissing her soft lips as my hands moved up her legs, over the top of her stockings and felt the bare skin of her thighs. Her arms went around my neck and she pulled me tighter against her as her lips opened, allowing our tongues to touch and tease each other.
Seeing this gorgeous woman sitting there with me, plus the alcohol I had in me, there were no more thoughts of this being Tony. I broke our kiss and stood up, seeing the sad scared look on her face. I knew she was thinking I didn't want her, because she wasn't really Kim. But she was wrong. I wanted her as much as I had ever wanted the real Kim, and I didn't care who she had been born as. I proved this to her by picking her up from the couch and carrying her to my bedroom. Her arms went around my neck again as she realized where I was taking her, and I felt her tears soaking through my shirt as she pressed her face into my shoulder.

I gently placed her on my bed before we started kissing again. My hands slid up under the hem of her dress and along her thighs as her hands worked at the buttons of my shirt. As she pulled my shirt off of me, my hands went to her waist, where I felt something under her dress, before sliding up her back to undo the clasp at her neck and then down to lower the zipper on the dress.