MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Klestan Fteik

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

"See you in two weeks, baby," Dad kissed me on the forehead.

"Take care of yourself and be a good girl with Veronica."

"I will, Dad," I smiled and hugged him.

"Be safe, have a good trip, and bring something for me," I reminded him.

Dad nodded and kissed me again before he helped Mom put combineReducers in the trunk of the car.

They were going to visit their friends who lived abroad, and I was left with their friend to look after their house.

"Christine, I’ve told you everything you need to know. If anything happens, don’t hesitate to contact us," Mom told me.

"Don’t worry, Mom, I will take good care of your daughter," Veronica smiled and hugged me from behind.

Mom nodded and hugged me one last time before she got into the car with Dad.

They drove off and left me standing outside the gate with Veronica.

I watched them until they disappeared from my view.

I turned back to look at Veronica.

She was a tall, slender woman with blue hair tied in a bun.

She wore a black tank top and leggings that showed her smooth skin.

She was Mom’s friend and was here to house-sit while they were away.

I followed her as she walked through the sliding glass doors to our backyard garden.

She walked ahead of me, her hips swaying as she moved.

She traced her fingers along the rose bushes Mom had planted last spring.

The evening sun cast long shadows across the lawn as she stopped at the edge of the pool.

She dipped her bare toes in the water, then turned to face me with a smile on her lips.

"Tell me, Christine, do you like to swim in the morning or evening?" she asked.

I shifted uncomfortably under her gaze, feeling my cheeks heat up.

"I-I don’t really swim," I stammered.

Veronica chuckled and sat down on one of the pool chairs, patting the empty space beside her.

I hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to her.

She leaned back and closed her eyes, letting out a contented sigh.

"I can’t wait to dive in," she said, her voice husky and seductive.

I stood up and walked back inside the house, Veronica following behind me.

She kicked off her shoes and sprawled across our leather couch, patting the spot next to her.

"Come on, don’t be shy. Let’s find something fun to watch," she said, pulling out her phone and scrolling through the streaming options.

I perched on the far end of the couch, but she scooted closer, her thigh pressing against mine as she held up her phone.

"How about this scary one? You can hold onto me if you get scared," she teased, brushing my arm with her fingers.

I laughed nervously, trying to ignore the flutter in my stomach.

"Veronica, why did Mom and Dad really ask you to stay here?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

She paused the scrolling and turned to me, her eyes serious now. "There's something they didn't tell you, Christine. The truth is, they needed someone to keep an eye on you because of what happened last summer."