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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 later, sweetie," my mom said as she gave me one last hug before they left.
My parents are going to be away for a little over two weeks on their vacation.
They're leaving me in the care of their friend Veronica.
I'm not sure but I think she's also a colleague at work too.
I've met her a couple of times before.
The most striking thing about her was the blue hair in her bun.
I'd never seen anyone with that color hair before so I was curious and asked her to touch it, which she laughed at and let me.
"Take good care of yourself and don't get into any trouble," my dad said as he gave me a hug and a kiss on the forehead.
"Don't worry, Mr. Windsor, I'll take good care of her," Veronica said and my parents nodded at her before they off.
They were going to the airport so they drove themselves there.
Watching them leave, I turned around and went back inside the house.
Veronica was already there, sitting on the sofa watching TV.
"Hey, do you want anything to eat?"
Veronica asked me after turning off the TV once she noticed I was standing there watching her.
"No, thank you," I replied with a small smile.
"Okay, well if you change your mind, just let me know. I'm going to unpack my things now," she said and stood up from the sofa.
I nodded at her and excused myself.
I climbed the stairs to my bedroom, dragging my feet on each step.
My room was at the end of the hallway.
I pushed open the door and saw my black suitcase propped against the dresser where I left it this morning.
I knelt beside it and unzipped the main compartment.
I began removing each folded piece of clothing one by one and placing them in their designated drawers.
As I unpacked, I heard Veronica's footsteps downstairs.
She went into the kitchen and turned on the water.
"Christine?" she called out from downstairs.
I heard the sound of cabinet doors opening and closing.
I stopped unpacking, leaving a half-folded shirt on my bed.
I walked out of my room and down the stairs.
When I got to the kitchen, I smelled something amazing.
Veronica was standing by the counter with two plates in her hands.
Behind her was an open pizza box.
The steam from the melted cheese and tomato sauce rose into the air.
"Thought we could use a little celebration," she said as she slid a plate toward me.