Chapter 9: Almost There

Almost There The memory of Alex's promise still lingered in Brooklyn's mind as she made her way back to the mansion. She couldn't shake off the feeling of excitement and anticipation that had built up inside her. As she entered the grand foyer, she was greeted by the familiar sight of Mr. Blackwood standing by the fireplace, a look of expectation on his face. "Ah, Brooklyn, I see you're back," he said, his voice dripping with politeness. "I trust your...outing was successful?" Brooklyn nodded, trying to play it cool despite the turmoil of emotions brewing inside her. "Yes, it was," she replied, her voice neutral. Mr. Blackwood raised an eyebrow, his eyes glinting with curiosity. "And did you...discuss the matter at hand with Alex?" Brooklyn nodded again, her heart racing with the memory of Alex's touch. "We talked," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Just then, her phone buzzed with a text from Alex. She hesitated for a moment before pulling it out to read the message. "Just thinking about you," the text read. "Can't wait to finish what we started." Brooklyn's face flushed with heat as she quickly typed out a response. "Me too," she wrote. "But for now, I have to deal with Mr. Blackwood." As she hit send, she felt a pang of guilt for sneaking around behind Mr. Blackwood's back. But she pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the promise that Alex had made to her. She knew that she would see him again, and soon. The rest of the evening passed in a blur as Brooklyn tried to focus on her duties, but her mind kept wandering back to Alex. She couldn't help but wonder what the night had in store for her, and whether she would be able to resist the temptation that Alex presented. As the night drew to a close, Brooklyn made her way back to her room, her heart racing with anticipation. She knew that she would have to face Alex again, and she couldn't wait to see what would happen next. As she lay in bed, she couldn't shake off the feeling that she was on the verge of something big, something that would change her life forever. And as she drifted off to sleep, she couldn't help but wonder what the future held for her and Alex. The next morning, Brooklyn woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. She got dressed and made her way downstairs, where she found Alex waiting for her in the garden. "Good morning," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I see you're still thinking about last night." Brooklyn's face flushed with heat as she smiled. "Maybe," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Alex chuckled and took her hand, leading her to a secluded spot behind a row of bushes. "But first...just the tip?" he asked, kissing her breasts, softly rubbing her ass under her dress. Brooklyn's eyes flew open as she felt a rush of excitement. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but she couldn't help herself. She was drawn to Alex like a moth to a flame, and she knew that she was in trouble.