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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
firstperson protagonist, female, young adult, relationship with Veronica and parents, petite with curly brown hair, curious and naive
Mateo Windsor
side protagonist, male, Christine's father and Veronica's friend, relationship with Christine and his wife Nicolette, tall with greying hair, protective and trusting
Veronica Carter
protagonist, female, 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 from the window as my parents drove away.
I was staying with their friend Veronica while they went on their vacation.
I didn’t know her that well, but my mom said she was a good person and wouldn’t hurt a fly, so I felt safe with her.
"Come away from the window, Christine," Veronica said, touching my shoulder lightly.
"Why?"I turned around, looking at her in confusion.
Veronica’s blue hair was pulled back into a bun.
The color was striking and didn’t look like anything I had seen before.
It could have been dye, but it seemed too natural on her.
"How old are you again?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Nineteen," I said softly.
She gasped and covered her mouth in surprise.
"I wouldn’t have guessed that. I thought you were younger," she said curiously.
"Really? Why?"
Veronica shrugged.
"Maybe it’s because you’re so innocent. I mean, you’re so sweet and kind. I bet you’ve never been in trouble before."
I shook my head.
"I try to be good. I don’t want to disappoint my parents."
Veronica nodded.
"That’s a good girl. I’m sure they’re very proud of you."
She turned around and walked into the kitchen.
I followed her, watching her hips sway as she moved.
She opened the fridge and bent down to examine the contents.
When she stood up, she had a bottle of wine in her hand.
It was a special bottle that my parents only brought out for holidays and special occasions.
She set two glasses on the counter and filled them halfway.
"Here," she said, offering me a glass.
I hesitated, not sure if I should take it.
"Come on," she said, stepping closer to me.
Her fingertips brushed against mine as she pressed the wine into my hand.
I stared at the deep red liquid in the glass, watching as it caught the light from the kitchen window.
Veronica took a sip of her own wine, her eyes on me over the rim of her glass.
The smell was sweet and rich.
She moved closer, holding the glass to my lips.
"Your parents won’t know," she whispered.
"Besides, you’re old enough now."
Her free hand brushed my shoulder, making me shiver.
I took a sip of the wine.
It tasted bitter and dry at first, but Veronica’s smile encouraged me to take another.
The second sip was better, and I felt a warmth spread through my body.
