MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Dakota Gonyea

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 leaving me in the care of their friend Veronica.

I've never met her before, but my mom says she's cool and will be looking after the house as well.

I can't wait for them to leave so I can get some alone time though.

I know they're. paying someone to watch me, but still.

I want to be able to do what I want without them breathing down my neck.

"Christine, honey. We're going to be late if we don't leave now," my mom tells me.

"Okay mom, just a second."

I kiss them both before grabbing the bag I had put on the hall table and walking them outside.

Their driver is waiting and helps them with their bags before they get in and he drives them away.

I watch them go, feeling happy that I'm finally alone.

I'm sure if they knew I was happy about them leaving town they would cancel their plans and we would spend the next few days stuck in this house together, but that's not what I want.

Locking the front door, I head back inside and run up the stairs to my room.

Throwing myself on my bed, I pick up my cell from off the nightstand and scroll through TikTok.

I'm sprawled on my stomach, scrolling through dance videos when my phone vibrates.

Setting it down, I roll onto my back and reach over to grab it.

Rolling onto my stomach again, I check the notification.

It's a text from Veronica with a photo attachment.

I stare at it for a second, wondering if I should open it.

My thumb hovers over the screen before I finally tap it.

The photo is a selfie of her in what looks like a bikini.

She's standing in front of her bathroom mirror with her hands on her hips and her lips puckered.

"Getting ready for that swim," she says.

"Care to join?"

Another message pops up as I'm reading the first one.

"Hey, Christine, I hope you're okay with a little adventure," the message reads.

I hesitate for a moment before typing back, "What kind of adventure are we talking about?"

Veronica's reply comes almost instantly, "Let's just say it involves a secret your parents never told you about this house."

I stare at the message for a few minutes, my thumb hovering over the keyboard.

The selfie she sent is of her in a black bikini and her body is amazing.

She's got big breasts and a small waist with long legs.

She's definitely older than me, but I'm not sure how old.

My mom said she was an old friend from high school, so that would make her at least 25.

I wonder if she's always been this pretty or if she's gotten better with age.

I set my phone down on the bed and walk to my window.

Looking out, I see Veronica sitting by the pool on one of the loungers, stretching her arms over her head.

She looks up and catches my eye through the window.

She waves and mouths something at me.

I can't hear her from in here, but I know what she's saying.

"Come join me," she mouths again, beckoning me outside with her finger. "What do I do?" I ask myself as I walk back to my bed and pick up my phone.

I stare at the screen for a few seconds before typing out a message.

"I'm in," I say before hitting send.

I walk to my closet and pull out my swimsuit—a modest one-piece—and change into it before grabbing a towel and walking downstairs.

The wooden steps creak under my feet as I walk down to the first floor.

As I step outside, the air feels charged with a promise I can't quite define.