MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Rei Gomez

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 out of town for a few days.

They're visiting his sister and their family.

I'm not going with them.

I was invited, but I decided to stay here.

I was looking forward to spending time with my parents, but then they asked me if I wanted to go.

I was disappointed at first, but then I realized that I could ask Veronica to come stay with me while they're gone.

My mom is friends with her, and she's also the one who's going to keep an eye on the house.

Dad just left her the keys and told her to water the plants every other day.

I'm excited that she's coming over.

Veronica is hot, and I know that she's single.

I'm looking forward to seeing her naked.

I'm sitting on my bed, staring at my phone.

I'm trying to figure out what to send her.

I've typed a few messages, but then I've deleted them.

The house is quiet without my parents here.

I can hear the clock ticking in the hallway.

It's a big house, and it feels even bigger when no one else is here.

I'm lying on my stomach, and I'm looking out the window.

The sun is setting, and the pool is glowing in the fading light.

I've got a message typed out now.

My fingers are hovering over the keyboard as I decide if I should send it.

It's pretty casual: "Hey V, getting kind of lonely here. Want to come hang out?"

I hit send before I can change my mind.

The message shows as delivered, so she's got her phone with her.

I watch the dots appear and disappear as she types a response. My heart is pounding as I wait for her to reply.

I'm still looking out the window.

The sky is darkening, and I can see the clouds gathering.

It's going to rain soon.

I wonder if it'll be a big storm or just a light drizzle.

My phone buzzes, and I turn my attention back to the screen.

Veronica's message is waiting for me.

I've got butterflies in my stomach as I read her response.

"We could watch a movie?" she asks.

There's a smiley face at the end of her message, so I'm guessing she's joking about being lonely.

I type out a response and hit send before I can think too much about it.

"Sure thing. What time?"

I add a smiley face to my message too, so she knows that I'm joking around too.

I'm waiting for her to reply, but my room is a mess.

There are clothes all over the floor, and my bed sheets are wrinkled up.

I get up and hurry around, picking everything up and throwing it in the hamper. My room is decorated with pictures of me and my friends.

We're all smiling and laughing in the photos.

There are also some posters on the wall—mostly of cute guys who are famous on social media.

I'm not obsessed with them or anything, but they're hot and fun to look at when I'm bored.

Once my room is clean, I head into the bathroom to check myself out in the mirror.

I've got on a black tank top that shows off my tits pretty well, along with some leggings that show off my ass.

My hair is curly today—it's always curly—and it's hanging down over my shoulders in two big waves of curls that go all the way down to my hips.

My skin is smooth and tan from spending time by the pool this summer.

I run fingers through my hair as I study myself in the mirror, making sure that I look good enough for Veronica to come over. My phone buzzes again, and I hurry back into my bedroom to see what Veronica said in her next message.

"Perfect. I'll bring wine," she says in her reply.

I bite my lip as I stare at her message.

She's probably old enough to buy wine, but I'm not old enough to drink it legally.

Maybe I should tell her that...

but instead, I just reply, "Sounds great, see you soon."