The first wave of the deadly Covid-19 was nearly over by mid-May. Most people assumed the worse was over. They were wrong.
The second wave hit in late May of 2020 and made the first go around with the virus seem like mere child's play. The virus mutated and was now attacking young people felling them in droves. On the last day of May, America was under the strictest lock down orders yet. Anyone under twenty five was basically confined to their homes for the next three months. This time America listened.
Oakwood, Wisconsin June 2020
Jimmy, rather ironically turned eighteen on June 1; the day after the nationwide lock down for young people. Nope, there would be no party for him on his 18th birthday, instead he was stuck at home with his mother, Alyssa.
It was just the two of them as his dad, Roger, died in October of the prior year in a car accident. Alyssa, happily married for seventeen years, was devastated by her husband's death. After nearly five months of grieving Alyssa was just starting to feel normal again when the virus hit the country hard. What sustained her during this period of intense grief was the single thought she must stay strong for her son. Grieving together, they grew extremely close as the country lurched unknowingly ever closer to its time of reckoning.
At the age of thirty five Alyssa, a former nude model was still smoking hot—at least in her son's eyes. Her chestnut brown hair, with blonde highlights hair fell to her shoulders. Her eyes, a dreamy blue, sparkled with untold mischief more often than not. But it was her stunning measurements, a rousing 42-25-35, with FF cup enhanced breasts that allowed her to be a leading lady in more than a few strip clubs along with a plethora of big tit magazines and websites. She put on a little weight since her modeling career but still weighted a respectable 135 pounds carried nicely on her five foot four frame.
Her resume during her brief career was impressive. She was a former Miss Nude Midwest and Miss Nude Wisconsin along with being a featured cover girl in scores of the leading big tit magazines from 2001 to 2006.
She retired from the business young to concentrate on raising Jimmy. He did not learn of his mother's prior modeling career until he was much older though and when he did it gave his heart fits of jealousy.
Then the virus hit. Alyssa, nicknamed "The Alps" for the immense size of her tits was laid off from her job in March as a bartender at a sports bar in downtown Oakwood. After going back to work in mid-May, when the bars and restaurants started to open back up, she was again laid off when the second round of the virus hit hard.
This time her lay off would be permanent as the bar's owner announced he was closing the bar with no intentions of re-opening. With the second round of closures hitting the town hard shuttering all the restaurants and pubs for the summer Alyssa's job prospects were practically nil.
July 2020
Having run through their savings paying the usual everyday bills Alyssa was getting desperate to the point where she went back to her roots—using her delicious body to make money as she became a web cam model.
While mainly confining herself to simply stripping for her audience she would occasionally perform solo masturbation acts when she wanted to get paid a bit extra.
The only issue was with Jimmy. Wanting to be completely honest with him, especially since her new job would not be easy to conceal with the both of them being sequestered at home, she told him what she was doing from the start. He didn't like it but understood they needed the money.
His feelings of jealousy over his mother showing off for the world soon mixed with feelings of forbidden lust to create a lethal combination as the summer wore with things only got hotter for Jimmy.
His mother would often lay out in the backyard sunning herself by the pool in a skimpy blue string bikini while he was confined to watching helplessly from his upstairs bedroom window. He could only resist so long before, after a solid week of fighting it, he started whacking off as he watched her. He especially got off when she slowly would spread lotion on her body as he furiously stroked his hard cock to an intense organism.
He often wondered if, his mother knew he was watching her from his upstairs bedroom window, but as she gave him nary a hint one way or the other, his curiosity remained unresolved.
September, 2020
After three months of total lockdown for the young people of America, the government tried lifting the lockdown. Jimmy was excited thinking he might finally get some relief from being cooped up in the forbidden lust factory which was his home.
Fortunately, as things turned out, his mother was overly cautious begging Jimmy not to take any chances, not yet anyways, by starting to socialize outside the house. She simply wanted to know things were really better before risking her only child to the ravages of the virus.
Her caution turned out to be warranted as within weeks the rate of infections for young adults in Wisconsin skyrocketed once again. This time the lockdown for young people was listed simply as "indefinite".
October, 2020
Things came to a head in October. Alyssa tried to perform most of her web cam performances/shows late at night while her son was sleeping knowing he was not at all thrill with what she was doing.
Despite her best intentions their relationship was starting to show signs of strain mainly due to his intense feelings of lust and jealousy over her. Alyssa, sensing this, and suspecting why, tried to diffuse the situation.
With the end of summer, the free bikini shows outside in the backyard came to an abrupt end. Over the course of the long summer Alyssa slowly became aware of her secret admirer and instead of causing her any sort of angst it only made her feel proud she still possessed a body worth checking out.
Around the house she stopped wearing anything remotely sexy thinking it might help put his feelings of lust on hold. This was not something she was particularly happy about, Alyssa was a born showoff, but if it would help him control his feelings and improve their relationship she decided to try it.
In worked to a point. Instead of lust his quiet feelings of jealousy grew knowing she was dressing like an old lady around him while showing off in a wide variety of sexy outfits he could only dream of behind her bedroom door during her web cam shows.
Finally, over the course of a mid-October weekend things came to a head. It was a Friday night when Alyssa, tired of watching her son mope around, told him over dinner, "Hey you know what honey, I think I will take the night off from work and maybe we could hang out together. Watch a movie and cuddle under a blanket. Maybe share some wine and just you know . . . be together. Sound like fun?"
"Sure Mom," he replied, "It would be nice for you to take a night off from showing off for the world to spend some time with your son."
"Honey, please you know I have to do this. We need the money. Can we just concentrate on being together tonight and have a good time?"
"OK, OK, yeah, you're right."
They agreed to meet in the downstairs living room at 9 pm. After taking a quick shower and throwing on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt, Jimmy headed downstairs to enjoy his quiet evening with his mother.
She was waiting for him curled up on the sofa flipping through Amazon Prime selection of movies. She was already sipping on a glass of wine; a good sign, since when she got a bit tipsy she tended to become needy, loving, and emotional. On the other hand, she was dressed in a pair of old ratty pajamas bottoms and an oversized night shirt and wasn't wearing any makeup.
He plopped down next to her trying to hide his annoyance at his mother for not even trying in the least to look good for him. It did not work as Alyssa's "mom radar" was operating at 1000 percent efficiency. She knew right away by the way he sighed when he sat down on the sofa, as far away from her as possible, something was wrong.
"What is it, Jimmy? What is wrong?" she asked him point blank.
"Nothing," he mumbled.
"You are not a good liar, honey." She scooted across the sofa toward him. "Now tell your mom what is wrong . . . Please."
"I don't want to talk about it OK?"
"No it's not OK. You need to open up to me and tell me what is wrong. Come on, don't be like that with me."
"I said I don't want to talk about it," he grumbled. "Now can we just watch the fucking movie?"
"Well if my being nice and saying please can't get you to open up to me I guess I will have to try something else." She paused to take a large sip of her wine. "I wonder if I could bribe you into telling me what is wrong."
"Fat chance of that, Mom. What do I need money for if I can't leave the damn house?"
"Actually, I wasn't talking about offering you money but maybe something else."