Mrs. Mills' Predicament Ch. 09

Getting no response, I got anxious, and said, "Brooke... I can call this thing off. I... I mean... we don't have to go over there."

Finally responding, Brooke said, "No... no. I want to go."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

Enthusiasm back in her voice, she answered, "Yes, I want to spend the weekend with you there... I think it'll be fun... and hot," sounding exhilarated and eager.

My dick rising again, I said, with some seriousness, "OK. But... but... we need to talk about my relationship with Gloria."

"Gloria? Oh, it's Gloria and not just Mrs. Mills?" Brooke responded, giggling at me.

"Seriously, it's not funny" I said, "Our relationship was... different. I don't want to tell you the whole story now. We can talk about it after school tomorrow. Are you sure you want to do this?

"Absolutely," she replied.

After school the next day, I hung out with friends in the gym while waiting for Brooke's practice to end. Just after five o'clock, I saw Brooke enter the gym, wearing her gymnastics warm up sweats, her hair still wet from a post practice locker room shower.

I met her just inside the gym door and gave her a quick kiss, before asking, "You ready to go?"

Smiling at me, she replied, "Yup, let's go."

As we walked to my car, Brooke asked, "So, what do you need to tell me about Mrs. Mills?"

I replied, "I'll tell you about it in the car. But, you know... we don't need to go over there on Saturday."

"No... We're going," she asserted.

Once in the car, Brooke leaned over and kissed me, then said, "OK, what is it?"

As I pulled out of the lot, I began to tell her the story. Though I left out quite a few things about the affair, I gave her the "abridged" version of my relationship with Mrs. Mills.

I began, "Gloria was very reluctant about it all at first. She didn't really want to have a relationship with me. But eventually she gave in. After we started having sex, I kind of held it over her head that she could get in trouble if anyone found out, so she kept seeing me... Until... Until she was more into it than I was," I lied... I was pretty into it too.

Looking over at Brooke, I saw she that she was listening to me intently, fascinated by the story. When she didn't say anything, I continued, "I really don't think her marriage is very good, and eventually, she started looking forward to our 'dates'... that's what I called them."

Brooke was still sitting next to me, quietly listening, when I went on, "The thing is... is Gloria is submissive to me. Do you know what I mean by that?"

Brooke, looking like she was in a trance, nodded her head, and replied softly, "I think so."

"Well, to make it more clear... She'll do pretty much whatever I tell her to," I said, as I pressed on, "So... She'll get me a drink if I tell her to... She'll wear what I tell her to wear... She'll... She'll even strip all of her clothes off if I tell her to."

Still waiting for a response from Brooke, I finished explaining, "Whatever I say, she'll do."

I finished the story there, Brooke quietly sitting beside me. As we pulled into her neighborhood, I looked over at her and noticed that she was softly rubbing on her right breast, looking a little bit flushed. Realizing that I was watching her, she furtively pulled her hand away, putting at her side... I assumed in an attempt to hide that she was getting aroused by the story I had just told.

Before getting out of the car, Brooke leaned over and kissed me, before moving her lips to my ear. Softly and playfully biting on my earlobe, she whispered, "Saturday is going to be fun."

... To be continued