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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
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 strange to think about being in a new place with a woman I barely know, but at the same time, it feels almost... liberating.
Veronica notices me watching them and gives me a bright smile.
"Hey there, Christine," she says.
"Did you forget to say goodbye to your parents already?"
I blush and look down at my feet.
"No, I just... I wanted to watch them go."
Veronica chuckles and ruffles my hair.
"Well, they're gone. Where would you like to go today? The zoo or the park?"
I look up at her, feeling a sense of curiosity.
"What would you prefer, Veronica?"
She smiles and tugs on her bright blue hair, which is pulled up into a bun.
"Honey, I'm here for you. Whatever you want is fine with me."
As we spend the day together, I find myself feeling more and more drawn to Veronica.
There's something about her that seems so... alluring.
As we eat breakfast the next morning, I notice Veronica scrolling through her phone.
Occasionally, she glances up at me with a mischievous smile.
"Hey, Christine," she says, leaning in close.
"I was thinking tonight we could do something a little more... exciting. What do you think?"
I shrug, not really sure what she means.
She holds up her phone, showing me some photos on the screen.
It looks like some sort of club.
The sign reads "The Pink Lotus."
I frown, feeling a sense of unease.
"Is that a strip club?"
Veronica laughs, her blue hair bobbing up and down.
"Yes, honey. It is."
She leans in closer, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone.
"But don't worry. I have a friend who works there. She'll let us in through the back entrance."
I hesitate, unsure if this is something I want to do.
Veronica notices my uncertainty and gives me a reassuring smile.
"It'll be fun, I promise. And don't worry about your parents. They never need to know."
She touches my shoulder, her fingers lingering on my skin.
I can feel the heat of her touch radiating through my body.
I look into her eyes, feeling a sense of connection that I've never felt before.
Veronica is different from anyone I've ever met before, and I find myself wanting to be around her more and more. "Come on," she says, standing up from the table.
"Let's get ready for tonight."
I watch as she walks over to the closet and starts digging through the clothes inside.
She pulls out a black tank top and some leggings that are a little too small for me.
I frown, feeling unsure about wearing such revealing clothes.
But Veronica just chuckles and shakes her head.
"Don't worry," she says.
"You're going to look great."
She pulls out some makeup and starts applying it to my face.
I look in the mirror as she works, watching as she transforms me into someone completely different from who I am normally.
When she finishes, I barely recognize myself in the mirror.
I look older than I ever have before, and strangely enough... sexy?
Veronica steps back, admiring her handiwork.
"See? I told you you'd look amazing," she says with a wink.
I bite my lip, still unsure, but there's a thrill in my chest that I can't deny.
Veronica pulls out a suitcase and starts digging through it.
She pulls out a small black purse and checks her phone.
"My friend Marcus is working the door tonight," she says, typing a quick message on her phone.
She turns to me, holding out a fake ID with my photo on it.
It says I'm 21 years old.
The craftsmanship is amazing - she must have had this planned before she even got here.
I take the ID and look at it in my hand, feeling a sense of nervousness.
"Come on," Veronica says, motioning toward the door.
"Let's go."
I sit on my bed, watching as Veronica gets ready in front of the mirror.
She pulls on a black tank top that shows off her smooth skin, then slips on some leggings that are a little too tight.
I can't help but stare at her body, feeling a sense of wonder at how beautiful she is. She turns around, catching me looking.
Her eyes sparkle with mischief, and she gives me a wink.
"Ready?" she asks, holding out her hand.
I nod, feeling a sense of nervousness in my chest.
Veronica takes my hand and leads me to the door, her hips swaying as she walks.
I follow behind her, feeling like I'm in a dream.
As we step outside, the cool night air hits my skin, and I shiver slightly.
Veronica notices and wraps her arm around my shoulders.
"Don't worry," she says with a smile.
"We'll be inside soon."
We walk down the street together, Veronica leading the way.
The lights of the city shine around us, casting long shadows on the ground.
Veronica stops in front of a large building with bright pink lights flashing above the door. "This is it," she says with a grin.
"The Pink Lotus."
I look up at the sign nervously, feeling like I'm about to do something forbidden.
But Veronica just laughs and pulls me forward.
She knocks on the door twice, then waits for an answer.
After a few seconds, the door opens to reveal a man standing there in a black suit.
He looks us both up and down before giving Veronica a nod of recognition.
"Hey Marcus," she says with a smile.
"This is Christine. She's with me."