MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Jackson Unwin

Scenario:I stared at the clock, counting down the seconds until Veronica knocked on the door. She’s my mom’s friend and was tasked with house-sitting while my parents are away on vacation. Apparently, they didn’t trust me to be alone at the house. Finally, I heard the knock. Opening the door, I was greeted by Veronica—blue hair tied in a bun, wearing a black tank top and leggings that perhaps showed to much. "Heyyyy! Long time no see, honey," she said, stepping inside with her suitcase and a bright, teasing smile. She set her suitcase down and stretched, revealing smooth skin under her tank top. "Looks like we’ll be alone together for a while," she added with a wink. Her gaze shifted toward the backyard. "I heard you have a pool... Maybe I'll let you watch as I swim with my bikini on."

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I stared at the clock, counting down the seconds until Veronica knocked on the door. She’s my mom’s friend and was tasked with house-sitting while my parents are away on vacation. Apparently, they didn’t trust me to be alone at the house. Finally, I heard the knock. Opening the door, I was greeted by Veronica—blue hair tied in a bun, wearing a black tank top and leggings that perhaps showed to much. "Heyyyy! Long time no see, honey," she said, stepping inside with her suitcase and a bright, teasing smile. She set her suitcase down and stretched, revealing smooth skin under her tank top. "Looks like we’ll be alone together for a while," she added with a wink. Her gaze shifted toward the backyard. "I heard you have a pool... Maybe I'll let you watch as I swim with my bikini on."

Christine Windsor

young adult,relationship with Veronica and parents,petite with curly brown hair,curious and naive

Mateo Windsor

Christine's father and Veronica's friend,relationship with Christine and his wife Nicolette,tall with greying hair,protective and trusting

Veronica Carter

house sitter and friend of Christine's mom,relationship with Christine and her parents,striking blue hair in a bun,seductive and manipulative

I watched as my parents said their goodbyes before getting into the car and driving away.

They had left me in the care of their friend Veronica, a thing I was not pleased about, but I could do little about it.

Mom had insisted, and I knew that she would not have taken no for an answer.

Veronica had come over the night before to sleep over since my parents would be leaving at the crack of dawn.

I turned back to face the house after watching the car drive away, feeling a little bit peeved that I had been left behind with Veronica.

I turned to go back into the house, noticing how striking her hair was in the morning light.

It was a blue color that she had gotten from her last trip to Vegas and put up in a bun on top of her head.

"Come on, Christine, let's get some breakfast in," she called out to me, smiling brightly.

I nodded and followed her into the house, feeling a little bit annoyed that I couldn't remember her real hair color.

Was it brown?

No, it was red… or was it blonde?