MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

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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 out of town for a few days.

They're leaving me in the care of their friend Veronica.

I've never met her before, but my mom says she's cool.

I can't wait to get out of here and get away from them.

They're always fighting and it's stressful as hell.

I hear

"Christine!"

My mom calls from downstairs and I put the last bit of clothes that I didn't pack into my dresser before heading down to see her.

"Hey sweetie," she says when I hit the stairs.

"I'm going to go finish packing and talk to your dad. Why don't you go talk to Veronica? She's out by the pool."

Because that's where she was when I came down, duh!

I roll my eyes and go out through the glass back door to the pool.

Veronica is sitting out there in one of the chairs with her book on the ground.

She has striking blue hair, like a dye job that just didn't take on one side.

It's pulled back into a bun on top of her head.

She turns to face me when I comes out and smiles.

"Hey."

"Hey," I say, sitting down in the chair across from hers.

"I'm Christine."

"Figured," she says with a laugh.

"I'm Veronica. Or Ronnie, if you prefer."

"Okay," I say, not sure which one I prefer.

"You're watching the house for my parents?"

She nods, closing her book and giving me her full attention.

"Yeah. They asked me to. So... what do you like to do?"

I shrug awkwardly, not really sure what to say.

I don't have much of a social life and I'm not used to making small talk with adults.

Veronica leans back in her chair and starts tapping her fingers against the cover of her book.

"I'm a swimmer," she says.

"Or at least, I was. I used to swim competitively in school. I still like to swim when I can, though."

She leans forward in her chair and looks at the pool, which is crystal clear and perfect for swimming.

The chlorine smell wafts over between us.

"It's one of my favorite things in the world."

I watch as she gestures toward the water with her hand, studying her profile as she moves.

Her eyes are a deep blue and framed by thick eyelashes that are painted with mascara.

Her eyebrows are shaped into a perfect arch and are slightly darker than her hair.

She turns back to face me and catches my eye.

She gives me a sly smile as our eyes meet, then winks at me.

"You ever swim?"

I nod, looking away from her eyes.

"Yeah, I used to swim some. Haven't done it recently."

Veronica stands up and walks over to the side of the pool.

She dips her toes into the water and ripples spread out across its surface.

I watch as she stares at the water, then lifts her eyes to look at me.

The afternoon sun catches her hair and makes it glow blue in the sunlight.

She sits down at the edge of the pool and dips her feet in, then pats the spot beside her.

I hesitate for a moment before standing up and walking over to join her.

I sit down next to her and feel the rough concrete under my palms.

My legs brush hers as I scoot forward on the ground.

She smiles again, then reaches out to splash water over my shorts.

I feel it soak through my shorts and settle against my legs.

She leans over toward me and whispers, "It's nice in here."

Her voice is sweet and seductive, making my heart beat faster as I breathe in the chlorine smell around us.

"It's so hot today," she says, leaning closer to me.

"Why don't we take a dip?" she suggests, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

I hesitate, glancing back at the house, unsure if my parents would approve.

Veronica notices my apprehension and adds softly, "There's something I need to tell you, but it's easier if we're both in the water."