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Tempted by My Mom’s Friend
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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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 and loves to eat p**** and f***** on your mom's bed when your parents are gone she uses her vibrator and dildos she has a big horse daughter she loves the best she wants you to use it on her pussey
"See you later, sweetie," my mom said as she gave me one last hug before they left.
It was going to be two weeks; the longest time I had ever been away from them.
My parents looked at each other and I could see the unspoken language between them.
They both seemed to say 'are we doing the right thing?'
But they both knew the answer.
They nodded in silent agreement and then waved at me as they went to the car.
"Daddy," I called out as he opened the car door.
He turned back to face me and I felt the tears well up in my eyes.
"I’m going to miss you," I said.
My dad, Mateo Windsor, came back to me and hugged me one last time.
"I’m going to miss you too, kiddo," he said.
"We’ll be back before you know it."
I smiled weakly and watched as he got into the car.
They drove down the drive and out of sight.
I felt a pang of sadness, but it was quickly replaced with excitement for all the things I would get to do now they were gone.
I closed the front door and leaned against it, listening to the quiet emptiness of the house.
I walked through the living room, my footsteps echoing off the walls.
I trailed my fingers over the familiar furniture, feeling a sense of freedom.
My parents were gone and I was alone.
I went into the kitchen and opened the snack cabinet that my mom usually kept locked.
The cookies and chips called to me, tempting me to break all the rules.
I grabbed a package of Oreos and continued my tour of the house.
Upstairs, I stood in the hallway, looking at all the closed doors.
My parents' bedroom, my dad's office, the guest room.
Places I was usually not allowed to enter without permission.
I hesitated at the door to my dad's office, then turned the knob slowly.
"You're not supposed to be in there," a voice said from behind me.
Startled, I spun around to see my best friend, Alex, grinning mischievously.
"I know," I said, my hand still on the brass handle.
The room seemed to be calling to me, daring me to go inside.
But the memory of my parents' stern warnings kept me frozen in place.
"Maybe we shouldn't," Alex said, her voice filled with doubt.
I felt a pang of disappointment as I turned away from the door.
But then I felt a hand on my shoulder, and a warm breath against my neck.
I turned to see Veronica standing behind me, her perfume enveloping me in its sweet scent.
She was wearing a black tank top and leggings that showed off her toned body.
Her blue hair was tied up in a bun, revealing her smooth skin.
Veronica smiled at me, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Your parents never have to know," she whispered, her voice full of temptation.
My heart raced as she leaned closer, her manicured fingers sliding over mine on the doorknob.
I felt a thrill run through me at the forbiddenness of it all, and before I knew it, the door creaked open and we were stepping inside.
The room was dimly lit, with only a small lamp illuminating the space.
My dad's mahogany desk sat in the center of the room, with a wall of filing cabinets behind it. Veronica walked over to the desk and began opening drawers one by one.
I stood in the doorway, feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation.
I sank down into the leather office chair, feeling the coolness of the seat against my bare legs.
"Check this out," Veronica said, pulling out a folder labeled 'Project Orion' from one of the drawers.
Alex leaned over my shoulder, eyes wide with curiosity.
"Do you think this is why they left in such a hurry?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
I leaned back in Dad's chair, watching Veronica flip through the contents of the folder.
Her blue hair fell loose around her face as she bent over the desk, scanning the documents with an intense expression.
I felt a knot form in my stomach when she pulled out a photo showing my dad standing next to two men in suits.
"Well, well," Veronica murmured, sliding the photo across the desk towards me.
"Looks like Daddy's been busy."
I reached for the photo hesitantly, but before I could grab it, Veronica snatched it back and tucked it into her tank top.
"Let's keep this between us," she said with a wink.
I nodded, my fingers tracing the worn leather armrests of Dad's chair.
Veronica continued rifling through his desk drawers, pulling out stacks of papers and photographs.
She yanked hard on the bottom drawer, and a metallic click echoed through the office.
I froze, my heart pounding in my chest.
Veronica froze too, her eyes locked on mine.
A small panel sprang open on the side of the desk, revealing a hidden compartment.
Veronica reached in first, pulling out neat stacks of hundred-dollar bills.
Her eyes widened as she counted them silently.
Beneath the cash, a brass key glinted in the dim light.
I reached for it, but Veronica snatched it away before I could grab it.
"Hey, that's mine," I said, reaching deeper into the drawer.
Veronica counted the money silently, her lips moving as she tallied it up.
My fingers brushed against something smooth and cylindrical in the back corner of the drawer.
I pulled it out, expecting to see a pen or pencil.
But instead, I froze when I realized what it was - a pink silicone vibrator.
Veronica stopped counting and stared at me, her lips curling into an amused smile.
I tried shoving it back into the drawer, but Veronica grabbed my wrist, keeping the device exposed.
"Well, well... looks like your parents have some secrets," she purred, taking the vibrator from my trembling hands.
"Secrets are what make life interesting, don't you think?" Veronica teased, twirling the vibrator between her fingers.
Alex chuckled nervously, glancing between us. "I guess we all have things we'd rather keep hidden."
Veronica leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Let's find out just how deep these secrets go."
