MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Rick Terms

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

My parents are going on vacation, and they have hired Veronica to house sit.

My mom is friends with her, and she has a beautiful house that is similar to ours, so they figured that they would return the favor.

I have never met Veronica before, but my mom seems to know her well.

I am curious to see what she is like though.

I am a bit apprehensive about meeting her, but I am sure that everything will be fine.

"Christine, I am glad that you could make it home today," my mom said.

"Of course mom, I wouldn’t miss your going away party for anything," I said with a smile.

"I am glad that you are excited. I wish that we didn’t have to leave you behind, but we know that we cannot bring you with us," she said.

"I understand, mom. I will be fine. Veronica is going to take care of me, right?"

I asked.

"Of course Christine, she will house sit for us and she will be there for you in case you need anything," my mom said.

After my mom finished speaking, my dad came into the room with Veronica’s file.

"Here is all of the information that you need to know about Veronica. Her picture is right here," he said.

As soon as I saw her picture, I nearly dropped my glass.

The woman in the picture had natural brown hair and was wearing a conservative dress.

She looked like a school teacher, not the blue-haired temptress that just walked into our house.

I stared at the photo, my hand trembling.

I heard Veronica’s footsteps behind me, getting closer.

I quickly flipped through the file, scanning her employment records and references.

Everything listed her as a brunette school teacher.

I heard the sound of running water and turned to see Veronica filling a glass at the kitchen sink.

Her blue hair was now loose around her shoulders.

When she caught me looking, she smirked.

"Something wrong, sweetie?" she asked innocently.

I glanced back at the photo, then at her, and realized nothing about this was going to be as expected.

"Nothing, just making sure I have all of the information," I said, and then walked away, deciding to go to my room.

Veronica went into the kitchen to prepare her lunch.

I took the file with me as I left the room.

I sat on my bed, cross-legged, staring at the file.

There was something about it that didn’t feel right.

I ran my fingers over the edges of the file, feeling for any bulges or irregularities.

I noticed a slight one in the back cover and pulled out my fingernail to pry it open.

The cardboard separated at my touch, revealing a hidden pocket.

My heart raced as I carefully slid out a yellowed newspaper clipping.

Before I could read it, I heard Veronica’s footsteps in the hallway.