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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 later, honey," my mom said to me as she was packing the last of their suitcases.
My dad was already packed and waiting in the car.
They were going on a two-week vacation to celebrate their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary.
"Have fun at school, sweetie," my dad said as he gave me the last of his goodbyes.
My mom came over and gave me one last goodbye and a kiss on the cheek.
My mom's friend Veronica was going to stay at our house while they were away.
She was also going to be the one to take me to school in the mornings and have lunch ready for me when I got home.
I watched as they got into the car and waved goodbye as they drove off.
I went back inside and started on my homework, which I had assigned to myself for the night.
I wanted to get ahead in my classes so I could have more free time during the week when I wasn't in classes.
I worked on my homework until it was complete and then went on onlime to do some of my coursework.
I was ahead in all my classes and had already turned in all my homework and assignments for the week.
I closed my laptop and stretched.
I had been hunched over my textbooks and laptop for so long that I was stiff.
I needed to get up and stretch.
The kitchen was calling my name.
My stomach was growling, and I needed to eat something.
I got up from the desk and headed downstairs.
As I got to the bottom of the stairs, I heard Veronica humming in the living room.
I didn't want to have another awkward conversation with her, so I slipped past the living room and went into the kitchen.
I opened the fridge and looked at what was inside.
My mom always kept it stocked with fresh fruits and vegetables.
She also kept a lot of leftovers in there as well.
I grabbed an apple and some cheese out of the fridge before going to the pantry to get some crackers.
I put everything on a plate and sat down at the table by the window that looked out into the backyard.
The backyard was empty, but the quiet felt like a promise of something yet to unfold.
I heard the sound of Veronica's footsteps coming from the living room.
I kept my eyes on the backyard, hoping that she would go upstairs and leave me alone.
The kitchen was quiet for a moment before I heard her footsteps again.
This time they were coming from the hallway.
She appeared in the doorway of the kitchen wearing a cropped workout top that showed off her toned midriff and her breasts that were almost falling out of the top.
She had changed into even shorter shorts than she had been wearing earlier.
Her hair was now down and curled slightly at the ends.
She leaned against the counter and looked at me with a smirk on her face.
"Are you avoiding me, sweetie?" she asked, absently playing with the hem of her top.
My cheeks flushed as I realized I had been staring at her for a while.
I looked back down at my apple and started to peel it with my fingers.
I was going to cut it up, but I didn't want to get up and get a knife, so I decided to just peel it instead. "No, not really," I muttered as I started to eat my apple.
I tried to cut a piece off with my teeth, but it was harder than I thought it would be.
I tried again, but this time it slipped out of my mouth and fell onto my plate.
I reached for it, but it slipped off my plate and onto the floor before I could grab it.
I sighed and got up out of my chair to pick it up.
Veronica came over behind me and reached past me to grab a glass out of the cabinet.
Her perfume wafted past me and filled my nose as she moved past me.
It smelled like vanilla mixed with something else that I couldn't quite put my finger on.
It was nice, but it was almost too strong for me to handle.
I was frozen in place as her hand brushed past my face.
Her fingertips grazed my cheek, sending a shiver down my spine.
The kitchen suddenly felt smaller than it had before.
The air was warmer and thicker.
My heart pounded in my chest as she stayed close to me, her perfume making my head spin.
I gripped the edge of the chair, my knuckles white with how hard I was holding on.
She reached out and traced her finger down from my ear to my chin.
She tilted my face up so that I was looking at her.
I jerked away from her touch and stumbled to my feet, knocking over my plate in the process.
Apple pieces spilled all over the floor.
Veronica's eyes followed me as I backed toward the doorway.
"Relax, I'm not going to bite," she said with a teasing lilt in her voice.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, trying to keep the tremor out of it.
"Because your parents aren't the only ones with secrets," she replied, her eyes glinting with something I couldn't quite decipher.