MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Vincent Björkström

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

"See you later, sweetie," my mom said as she gave me a hug.

"Have fun with Veronica."

My dad leaned down to give me a hug of my own before he and my mom slipped out the front door.

Theirfriend was staying with me while they went on some boring vacation that didn’t allow anyone under eighteen.

I turned back to see Veronica coming down the stairs.

She was a stunning woman and even more so with her blue hair pulled back in a bun.

She had on more makeup than my mom usually wore and her cleavage was nearly spilling out of the top she had on.

"Ready for some fun?"

She gave me a seductive smile.

I wasn’t sure why she would give me a smile like that, but I decided I would just let it go.

I went back to the living room and sat down on the couch, watching as she brought her suitcase into the room.

She was moving very slow and it seemed like she was trying to put on a show.

I flipped the TV on, fiddling with the remote until I found something to watch.

The silence was growing uncomfortable and I cleared my throat.

"Want to watch a movie with me?"

I asked, trying to sound casual.

Veronica stopped what she was doing and turned to look at me.

A sly smile spread across her face as she sauntered over to the couch, sitting closer than necessary.

"Actually, I have something more exciting in mind," she said, her eyes glinting with mischief.

"What do you mean?" I asked, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

"How about we take a little road trip to find out what your parents are really up to?" she whispered conspiratorially.

I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, unsure what to make of her suggestion.

"What do you mean? They said they were going on an adults-only vacation."

Veronica leaned in closer, her voice taking on a sly, seductive quality.

"Oh, I know that," she said, her breath hot against my ear.

"But I have a feeling they might be hiding something. Maybe it’s a little more than just an adults-only vacation."

Her hand brushed against my arm as she spoke and I felt a shiver run down my spine.

"What do you mean?"

I asked again, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Well," Veronica said with a sly grin, "what if I told you that your parents are really going on a trip with some other people? What if this trip is for more than just relaxation?"

I felt like I was being pulled into some kind of conspiracy theory and it was making me uncomfortable.

"Why would we follow them?"

I asked, feeling a mix of confusion and unease.

Veronica leaned back and pulled out a folder full of printed emails from my dad’s account.

"Because I think they might be hiding something," she said, her voice filled with determination.

"And these emails seem to suggest that." I took the folder from her and began to flip through the pages, scanning over the contents quickly.

Most of them were just restaurant reservations and hotel bookings for two people, but one caught my eye.

It was for four people and had been booked under the name of Smith.

"That’s not our last name," I said, feeling a sense of unease wash over me.

"No," Veronica replied, her voice steady.

"But that doesn’t mean it’s not them."

I felt like I was being pulled into some kind of mystery and it was making me feel uncomfortable.

But at the same time, there was a part of me that was curious about what was really going on.

"Let’s go find out," Veronica said with a mischievous grin.

I felt like I was being pulled into some kind of adventure and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go along for the ride. "We can’t just follow them," I said, trying to sound firm.

"But we can’t just ignore this either," Veronica countered, her voice filled with determination.

"We have to know what’s really going on."

She leaned in closer to me, her face inches from mine.

"I know you’re curious too," she whispered.

"And we can’t just let this go."