MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Mike Fleener

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, mike, it's just us two now; how about we spice things up with a little truth or dare?"

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.

The next day, Veronica lounges on a patio chair, tapping away at her phone.

She's wearing a black tank top that shows off her smooth skin and full tits.

The afternoon sun is hot, and she's sweating.

I watch her from the sliding glass door as she sits up suddenly, grinning at her screen.

"Hey, you know Mike, right? Tall guy, goes to your school?"

I nod, remembering the quiet boy from my chemistry class.

"His mom Sarah and I are close."

She taps away at her phone.

"He lives just down the street."

She shows me their text conversation, suggesting that he come over.

My stomach clenches as I read through their exchange.

I realize that this summer might be more than I bargained for.

I sit on the couch, watching as Veronica types away at her phone.

She's grinning mischievously, and I wonder what she's saying.

"Hey, Mike. I'm watching his mom pull out of the driveway now. She said you're coming home from work in a bit."

She shows me the response: "Yeah, just a few more minutes. How's it going?"

She smiles, typing away again.

"Good. Christine's here with me. Her parents are gone for the summer."

I frown, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She shows me the next message: "So you're alone with her? What's she like?"

"She's nice," Veronica responds.

"But hey, why don't you come over and see for yourself?"

My chest tightens as she sends the message.

I don't know if I'm ready for this.

Veronica laughs, pulling me closer.

"Don't worry, sweetie. I already told his mom we're having a study session."

She picks up her phone again, typing quickly.