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 visiting his sister and their family.

I'm not going with them, but I'm not staying here at the house alone either.

I'm going to stay with our friend Veronica.

She's also watching the house and walking the dog my mom and I got last week.

My mom says that she's a totally responsible person.

My dad trusts her completely, so I'm supposed to do the same.

I watch as they pull out of the garage and then head down the driveway.

I wave at them until they disappear at the end of the street.

Then I go back inside and up to my room to finish packing.

A few minutes later, I hear a car pull into the driveway.

I look out the window and see Veronica get out.

She's definitely a unique looking woman.

Her hair is an almost electric blue in color and she has it up in a bun on top of her head.

She's wearing a black tank top and leggings that are a little too tight.

She's carrying a large suitcase and a beach bag.

I watch as she walks up the driveway, looking around at the yard.

She spots me watching her from my bedroom window and waves enthusiastically.

I wave back, watching as she smiles and nods at me.

Her blue hair catches the sunlight just right, making it glow in a way that looks almost unnatural.

I'm not sure what to make of Veronica, but I'm not looking forward to spending time with her.

She seems nice enough, but I don't really know her all that well.

I turn away from the window, remembering her comment about swimming in the pool with her bikini on.

I feel my stomach tighten at the thought of it.

A few minutes later, I hear the front door open and close.

Then I hear her heels clicking on the tile floor in the entryway below. I walk over to my bedroom window again, looking down at her standing by the front door.

She's set her suitcase down and is looking out into the backyard at the pool.

She lifts a hand up to shield her eyes from the sun as she stares at it.

Then she turns back to look up at me in my bedroom window again.

She waves at me, gesturing for me to come down.

I raise my hand to wave back, feeling stiff and awkward about it as I do so.

"Hey, you coming down or are you planning to hide up there all weekend?" Veronica called out with a teasing grin.

I hesitated for a moment before replying, "I'm coming down, just making sure I packed everything."

As I made my way downstairs, she added with a knowing smile, "Good, because there's something important we need to talk about."

I made my way down the stairs slowly, my bare feet silent on the wooden steps.

When I reached the bottom, I looked over to see Veronica sitting on our leather couch, her long legs stretched out as she scrolled through her phone.

She looked up when I reached the bottom step, her eyes scanning me from head to toe.

I was wearing simple jean shorts and a tank top, nothing special, but her gaze made me fidget.

"Wow, you look good," she said, patting the spot next to her on the couch.

"Come sit with me."

I hesitated for a moment before perching on the opposite end of the couch.

Veronica put her phone down and turned to face me, her expression suddenly serious.

"Listen, there's something I need to tell you about your parents," she said quietly.

I felt a chill run down my spine as I asked, "What is it?"