MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Huntar Felton

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 on vacation, and they've left me in the care of their friend Veronica.

I don't know her very well, but my mom seems to trust her.

As I watch them leave, I can't help but feel a little excited.

It's nice to have a little freedom.

Veronica is beautiful, with striking blue hair in a bun and full red lips.

She's sexy in a way that my mom will never be.

After they're gone, Veronica turns to me.

"Well, Christine, it's just us girls now. What would you like to do?"

I shrug.

"I don't know."

She smiles mischievously.

"Let's get drunk."

I can't say I disagree with that plan.

We spend the evening drinking cocktails on the back porch, and I have to admit that I'm having a lot of fun. Now I have a question for you huntar

Veronica mixes another cocktail at the outdoor bar, her movements precise despite how much she's had to drink.

The evening air is warm against my flushed skin as I gather the courage to speak.

My fingers trace the rim of my empty glass while Veronica hums, adding a little extra vodka to the mix.

She turns, catching my hesitant expression, and leans forward across the bar.

The motion draws my eyes down to where her tank top dips low.

"Can we fuck?" she asks, sliding the fresh drink toward me.

My heart pounds in my chest, and I stare at her expectant face across the bar.

The alcohol makes my head swim, but I manage to nod.

Veronica walks around to my side of the bar, her hips swaying as she moves.

She stands behind my barstool, running her fingers through my hair before tracing them down the back of my neck.

I shiver at her touch.

Her other hand slides around my waist, pulling me back against her chest.

"Let's go inside," she whispers in my ear, her breath hot against my skin.

When I hesitate, she takes my hand and gently tugs me up from the stool.