MidReal Story

Tempted by My Mom’s Friend

Bob Shannon

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, but I'm not staying here at the house alone either.

I'm going to stay with our friend Veronica.

She's also watching the house and walking the dog my mom and I got last week.

"Make sure you keep the doors locked and don't let anyone in the house," he tells Veronica.

Then he turns to me.

Unless you need something from inside the house, sweetie.

You know what I mean?

Right, daddy.

"I know.

Don't worry.

I'll be good.

Have a safe trip and don't worry about me.

I'll be fine with Veronica.

" Then I give him a kiss on the cheek and hug him briefly before turning to my mom.

"Take care of yourself, baby girl," she says softly as she hugs me tight.

"I will, mom," I answer as I kiss her cheek.

I watch them get in the car and head down the driveway before turning back to Veronica.

She's standing in the doorway, watching me with a small smile on her face.

I follow her inside, watching as her hips sway back and forth as she walks.

She leads the way to the living room and drops onto the couch, patting the spot next to her with her hand.

"Sit down, honey. We're going to have a nice time together."

I sit in the armchair next to the couch instead.

Veronica raises an eyebrow at me but doesn't say anything.

She kicks off her shoes and puts her feet on the coffee table, stretching like a cat.

"So," she says, pulling out her phone.

"Your parents left a whole list of rules."

She scrolls through the screen, smirking.

"But I think we can have our own fun, don't you?"

"Fun like what?" I ask, trying to sound casual but feeling a bit uneasy.

Veronica leans forward, her eyes glinting mischievously.

"How about we start with a little secret I've been keeping about your parents' trip?"

She leans back in the couch, still scrolling through her phone, but I can see she's not really reading.

She keeps glancing up at me with that knowing smile.

I shift uncomfortably in the armchair, feeling my face heat up.

I don't know what to say.

I'm not sure I want to know any secret about my parents.

But at the same time, I'm curious.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, I finally speak up.

"What did you mean? What's the secret?"

Veronica sets her phone down and sits up straighter, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Your parents aren't really visiting your aunt. They're going on a romantic getaway."

She reaches into her bag and pulls out what looks like some photos.

"They asked me to keep it quiet, but I thought you deserved to know the truth."

I stare at the photos, my mind racing with questions.

"Why would they lie about something like that?"