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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, sweetie," my mom said as she gave me a hug before she and dad got into the taxi.
"Have fun at school and be good," dad added.
RegexOptions Irene will be taking care of the house while we are away and she will be dropping you off at school every day.
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"Thanks mom."
I waved goodbye to them as they left.
They were going on a vacation for two weeks and they left me in the care of their friend Veronica, who was also the owner of the salon where my mom does her hair.
I went back to my room and sat on the bed.
I was a bit upset that they were leaving me behind but I understood.
I was too old to be going on vacations with them, I thought.
I heard the door open and close with someone sighing.
I knew that it was Veronica.
I got up and went to meet her in the living room.
"Hey honey, how does it feel having your parents leave?" she asked.
"It’s okay, I guess."
"It’s okay. I know you’re upset but you have to understand," she said, sitting on the couch.
"I know."
"Are you hungry?"
"The question is do I ever get full?"
She laughed and I smiled a little.
"Huh? Why you smiling like that? Did I say something funny?"
"No. I was just thinking."
"Thinking? About what?"
"Nothing."
"I see. So you’re not going to tell me?"
"No.""Fine. You don’t want to tell me then let’s watch a movie or something."
She picked up the remote and started flipping through the streaming services.
Her shoulder touched mine a few times as she shifted on the couch.
I kept my eyes on the TV screen, watching as the different movie thumbnails appeared.
"How about this one?" she asked, pointing to a romantic movie.
"No."
"How about this one?"
She pointed to another romantic movie.
"No.""How about this one?"
She pointed to a third romantic movie.
"Why are all of your choices romantic movies?"
"Because I love romantic movies, silly. Now how about this one?"
She pointed to another romantic movie.
"No."
"Well then, what do you want to watch?"
"I don’t know."
"You’re such a party pooper."
She patted my thigh and I looked at her hand.
I felt my face heat up and I looked away quickly.
"Let’s just watch anything then," I said softly.
"Okay honey. Let’s watch this one."
She clicked on one of the movies she showed me earlier.
The screen went black before the opening credits started playing.
Veronica shifted closer to me and I felt her leg touch mine. I looked down at our legs and saw that her thigh was touching mine from hip to knee.
I tried moving away but she put her hand on my knee to keep me in place.
"This one looks interesting," she said, nodding at the TV screen where the movie had started playing now.
The dimming of the lights made me look at her hand still on my knee.
I could feel her fingers on my skin through the sweatpants I was wearing.
Her hand was warm and soft and it felt strange having it on my knee like that.
"Veronica, why are you doing this?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
She looked at me with a soft smile, "I just want to make sure you're comfortable, that's all."
"But it feels... different," I replied, trying to understand the sudden shift in her demeanor.
"Maybe that's because we're watching a romantic movie. It's making us feel all warm and fuzzy inside," she said, her eyes never leaving mine.
The movie started playing a romantic scene and I shifted uncomfortably on the couch.
The living room felt hot and stuffy.
I fanned myself with my hand, trying to cool down.
Veronica moved closer to me, her hand still on my knee.
She started tracing small circles on my thigh with her fingers.
I felt the air conditioning blowing cold air but it didn't seem to be working well enough.
I felt sweat form on the back of my neck and I fanned myself again.
Veronica noticed and said, "You look hot, honey. Why don't you go change into something cooler?"
I looked at her and then stood up from the couch.
"Veronica, is there something you want to tell me?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.
She hesitated for a moment before replying, "I just think we should be honest with each other about how we feel."
"What do you mean by that?" I asked, feeling a mix of confusion and anticipation.