MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Rey Toussaint

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 leaving me in the care of their friend Veronica.

I've never met her before, but my mom says she's cool and will be looking after the house as well.

I can't wait for them to leave so I can get some alone time though.

I know they're. paying someone to watch me, but still.

I watch as they finish packing their bags and then I help them carry them down to their car.

"Christine, Veronica will be here in a few minutes to look after the house and yourself," my dad says turning to face me.

"Be a good girl for her, okay?"

I nod and give him a quick hug before I do the same with my mom.

"I love you guys, have fun," I tell them, giving them a smile and waving goodbye as they get into their car and start it up.

I watch them back out of the driveway and wave again.

Once they're out of sight, I turn and head back into the house, going straight to my room to start my book.

I've just started reading it today, but I'm already so into it.

I can't wait to find out what happens next.

I hear the doorbell ring a few minutes later and groan.

I hope she isn't here to babysit me.

I close my book, placing it face-down on my bedside table, the corner of the page turned down to mark my spot on page thirty-seven.

The doorbell rings again, this time more insistently.

I drag myself off the bed and walk to the door of my room, my bare feet padding softly against the wooden floor.

I make my way down the hallway toward the front door, hearing the click of heels on the front porch as I go.

When I get to the front door, I look out through the frosted glass panels beside it and see a tall silhouette with what looks like luggage.

My hand hovers over the brass doorknob for a moment before I finally turn it and pull the heavy oak door open.

The porch light casts a golden glow over the woman standing on my front porch.

She has blue hair that falls down her back in loose waves, and she's wearing a black tank top with leggings that show off her long legs.

She wheels a large suitcase behind her, and I can't help but notice the expensive designer logo emblazoned on the side of it.

"Heyyyy! Long time no see, honey," she says, stepping inside and flashing me a bright smile.

I step back to let her in, closing the door behind her and watching as she looks around the living room.

Her fingers trail along the back of my dad's leather armchair before she turns to face me again.

"Wait, do you know me?" I ask, confusion lacing my voice.

"Of course, sweetie," Veronica replies with a wink, "I've known you since you were a baby, but there's something important we need to talk about."

She pauses, her expression turning serious, "Your parents didn't just leave for a trip; they asked me to tell you the truth about our family."