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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
"See you in two weeks, baby girl," my mom kissed me on the forehead before she hugged me and stepped back from the car.
My dad took his turn hugging and kissing me.
He also kissed Veronica who was standing next to me.
"Take good care of our girl," he told her.
"I will, don’t worry," she replied.
With one last look at us, they got in their car and left for their vacation.
My parents were going to spend two weeks in Paris with some friends of theirs.
They had been planning this for a few months now but I only found out a week ago.
I wasn’t really given a choice if I wanted to go or not, but I didn't want to go and they didn't pressure me to come with them.
My mom had asked her friend Veronica to come to our house and look after it while they were away.
I watched their car leave before I turned and went back into the house.
Veronica was already in the living room, lying on our leather couch with her feet on the table.
She patted the space next to her and smiled at me.
I walked over and sat in the armchair next to the couch.
She raised an eyebrow at my choice of seat but didn’t say anything.
She had her phone out and was scrolling through a list on it.
"Your mom left some rules," she said, "but I think we can be flexible."
She got up and walked into the kitchen, opening cabinets and the fridge like she already lived here.
I followed her, watching as she pulled out ingredients.
"What are you making?"
I asked her.
"Special brownies," she replied, not even looking at me.
She was humming as she mixed the ingredients together.
I sat on the counter, watching her.
Every once in a while, she would look up at me and smile.
She knew something I didn’t, and that smirk on her face said it all.
"What makes them special?"
I asked her.
She stopped mixing and turned to me.
She pulled her purse off the counter and opened it, digging inside for something.
She pulled out a small bag of green herbs and held it up for me to see.
"This is adult seasoning," she said, "your mom and dad don’t know about it."
I shook my head, "I don’t want any."
She laughed at me.
"You won’t even know it’s in there," she said before she emptied the bag into the mixing bowl.
She stirred it in before adding some melted butter. The smell of chocolate filled the kitchen as she mixed everything together and then poured it into a greased pan.
She put it into the oven and set a timer before turning to look at me again.