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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 the last of her goodbyes before she and dad left for their vacation.
I waved goodbye at them and turned back to go inside the house.
Veronica, the one my parents trusted to take care of the house and me in their absence was already inside, putting away the dishes in the cupboard.
"Done already?" I asked her.
"Yes, I did," she replied.
"You know you can leave the rest to me."
Looking at her startled face was all it took for me to laugh and say, "Joking!"
Looking at Veronica right now for the very first time was like seeing her in a different light.
I couldn't believe I almost didn't recognize her.
With her striking blue hair packed up into a bun, revealing more of her sensual features and figure-hugging outfit that emphasized her curves, she was looking hot right now.
I guess I was seeing her with a man's eyes right now.
I leaned against the kitchen counter and watched her organize the dishes in the cupboard.
The way she moved, stretching and bending, was very deliberate.
She was probably aware of how much I could see.
Her slender arms were a sight to behold.
"Your hair looks different," I said, fidgeting with a dish towel.
"The blue really suits you."
Veronica turned to face me, a pleased smile playing on her lips as she ran her fingers through some loose strands that had fallen out of her bun.
"You think so?"
She took a few steps closer to me.
"I was worried it might be too bold."
My chest tightened at her closeness as she reached past me to get another plate.
Her arm brushed against mine and I felt an electric jolt run through my body.
"Bold suits you," I replied, trying to sound casual despite the sudden tension in the air.
She paused, her eyes meeting mine with an intensity that made my heart race.
"There's something I need to tell you," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Veronica took another step closer, her fingers trailing along the kitchen counter as she moved.
I could feel her gaze on me, like a caress that made my skin tingle.
The dish towel slipped from my trembling hands and I watched in slow motion as it fell to the floor.
Before I could react, Veronica had caught it in mid-air and was standing right next to me.
She placed the towel beside me on the counter, using the motion to move into my personal space.
I backed up against the counter, feeling trapped between her arms as she leaned in close.
Her perfume enveloped me - a mix of vanilla and something darker, earthy.
My heart pounded in my chest as she leaned in closer, her lips almost touching my ear.
"I've noticed how you look at me," she whispered, her breath hot against my skin.
Her hand slid up my arm, sending shivers down my spine.
