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

firstperson protagonist, female, young adult, relationship with Veronica and parents, petite with curly brown hair, curious and naive

Mateo Windsor

side protagonist, male, Christine's father and Veronica's friend, relationship with Christine and his wife Nicolette, tall with greying hair, protective and trusting

Veronica Carter

protagonist, female, 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 one last hug before they left.

"Have fun with Veronica."

I turned back to look at her and waved.

My dad came over and gave me a pat on the back.

"Take care of yourself and be good," he said.

I watched as they got into their car and drove away, leaving me with their friend, Veronica, for the next two weeks.

My parents had just today left for their vacation in Bermuda, and they were going to need someone to house sit and take care of me while they were away.

Veronica was a good friend of my mom's, and she had agreed to do it for them.

I turned back to look at her as she smiled at me and waved me inside the house.

She had striking blue hair that was up in a bun on her head, and a black shirt with jeans that hugged her body perfectly.

She looked beautiful, even though she was older than my parents.

I walked into the house, feeling a little uneasy about being left with someone I barely knew.

I didn't know much about Veronica, apart from what my mom had told me about her.

She was a friend of my mom's from when they were younger, and they had been friends ever since.

I walked into the living room and sat on the couch, watching as Veronica walked upstairs to unpack her things in the guest room.

The door was open, and I could see her moving around inside.

She was bending over her suitcase, and I could see her ass in her jeans.

Her legs were stretched out, and I could see how tight her jeans were on them.

My eyes followed her as she moved around the room, looking at all the different places they shouldn't be.

She turned around suddenly, catching me staring at her.

Instead of being angry, she smirked and adjusted her position so that I could see better.

I felt my face heat up with shame as I realized that she knew I had been staring at her.

I looked away quickly, not wanting to get caught again.

I heard her walk out of the room, and then she walked past me down the stairs. She stopped in front of me and brushed against my shoulder with her hand as she went by.

I looked up at her, feeling my heart race as I saw how beautiful she was up close.

"Going to help me unpack, or just sit there and stare all day?" she asked as she walked into the kitchen.

I followed her in, watching as she searched through our cabinets for wine glasses.

She pulled two out and poured herself some red wine.

Then she got me a soda and handed it to me with her fingers brushing against my palm.

I took it from her, feeling her eyes on me as I did.

We sat down at the island in the kitchen, our stools touching each other so that our knees were almost together.

"So, tell me about school," she said, taking a sip of her wine.

She set her glass down on the island and put her hand on my arm as she leaned forward to listen to me.

I shrugged, not really knowing what to say.

"It's school."

She laughed, running her hand up my arm as she did.

"Come on. You can do better than that."

She smiled at me, and I felt my cheeks heat up again.

I looked down at my drink, feeling embarrassed at how shy I was being.

She picked up her glass of wine and took a sip before setting it back down.

"What about friends? Got any cute boys in your life?"

Her hand touched my knee as she asked. "Uh...not really," I said, looking back up at her.

She ran her fingers over my knee as she looked at me.

"That's too bad. What about girls then?"

Her hand moved higher up my leg as she asked me that question.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, not wanting to answer that one.

She took another sip of her wine before setting it back down again.

"I'm sure you'll find someone soon enough," she said, smiling at me again.

She slid her stool closer to mine until our legs were pressed together under the island.

I tried to move away from her a little bit, but couldn't because of the wall behind me blocking my way.

She took another sip of her wine before setting it down again and adjusting the collar on my shirt with her fingers.

"I'm sure you'll make some new friends soon enough too."

I nodded silently, not really knowing what to say to that either.

She sat there looking at me for a minute before taking another sip of her wine.

Then she reached out and ran a finger through my hair to fix it. "So...what do you want for dinner?" she asked after a while of us just sitting there in silence.