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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 handed me the packed bags to put in the car.
My dad already put 3 suitcases full of clothes in the trunk.
They were going on a vacation, just the two of them and I was left here with their friend.
"Be good, and don’t try any of my lipsticks," she whispered the last part to me.
I gave her a smile and waved at them as they drove off.
My name is Christine, I’m 19 years old and I look like a freaking toy.
I have curly brown hair and a skinny body, but I was not tall at all.
I stood at 4’5", which made me look even younger than I already am.
My dad was not that tall either, with grey hair already showing.
My mom had striking blue hair in a bun today, because she was going on a vacation too.
She always dyed it, but underneath it’s dark, like mine.
I turned around to go inside the house and saw Veronica standing in the doorway.
She was the friend that was going to stay with me while my parents were away.
She was in her mid-30s, and she had a lot of tattoos.
I saw her a few times before, but I didn’t know her that well.
She was wearing black leggings and a tank top that showed too much skin.
I walked inside the house and she followed me.
"Make yourself at home," I said as I put my backpack on the table.
She went to the living room and sat on our leather couch.
She patted the spot next to her with her hand, inviting me to sit there.
I looked at it for a second before choosing the armchair instead.
I sat down and took my phone out of my pocket, scrolling through Netflix options on it.
"Finding Nemo?" she asked.
I nodded, not looking up from my phone.
"Too childish?"
"I don’t know. You’re watching it."
"I’m not. I have better things to watch than cartoons," she said and I shrugged, scrolling more.
"Harry Potter? The Notebook? Titanic?" "Too long."
"Hmm. What do you want to watch then?" she asked, leaning closer to me.
I felt her eyes on my neck and moved away from her slightly.
"Maybe this one," I pointed to the screen and she leaned even closer to see it better, her tank top sliding down a bit more than necessary.
"What is it?"
"It’s called ‘Sex Tape’. I think it’s a comedy."
"Ohh. That sounds fun," she smiled at me and I felt something in my stomach move when I saw her bright red lips curling upward.
She was pretty in a weird way, like a tattooed Barbie doll. "Let’s watch it then," she said and got up from the couch to get the remote control from the table that was behind me.
I turned around in my seat to look at her as she walked back to me with the remote in her hand.
She was wearing flip flops and her toes were painted red, matching her lipstick color.
She gave me the remote control and sat back down on the couch, patting the spot next to her again with her hand.
This time I chose to sit next to her because it was more convenient than sitting in an armchair with a remote in my hand that was directed at the TV on the wall across from us.
The movie started playing after a few minutes of trailers and we both watched quietly for some time.
I was sitting on the edge of the couch, not touching her at all.
She was leaning back in the cushions and I could feel her eyes on me from time to time.
She got up after a while and came back with a bowl of popcorn in her hands.
She placed it between us on the couch and I felt the warmth of the ceramic bowl through my leggings.
She was eating it from time to time, and sometimes her shoulder would bump into mine when she moved.
I reached for some popcorn after a few minutes of watching and my fingers touched hers in the bowl.
I froze, feeling the softness of her skin against mine.
Instead of pulling her hand away, she let it stay there for a few seconds before moving it away.