Quarantine

It was a tumultuous time and there was a constant stream of news stories about the flu pandemic. I was a Stock Trader at a leading bank in the city and the pandemic had tanked the shares on the Stock Exchange. My clients were panicking and there were constant requests to sell. I had to reassure them that the prices would return once the pandemic was under control.

I was stood in my kitchen with my coffee as I saw the announcement that there would be a President's speech at 10.00pm.

It was around 8.30pm that I heard a knock at the door. I lived in an apartment in the city and it was not often that I had visitors that were not invited beforehand. I looked through the peephole and there stood a young man. He was completely soaked through by the rain. The weather had been dreadful this evening. He was a chubby nerd. He had glasses and was nervously pushing them up on his nose. "Who are you? Who are you looking for?" I asked through the door, he surely had the wrong number. He was nervous and I saw him nervously shuffle his feet, "I am sorry for disturbing you Mrs. Hunter. My name is Matthew Redman. I was given this address by James. We were at boarding school together. The hotel I was due to stay at has closed and James gave me this address."

How was this chubby nerd a friend of James? James was a jock who had his pick of the girls. He had followed the same profession as me. He was 23 now and he was working at a bank in Asia. I heard my phone ring and I had left it kitchen, "I will be back in a minute."

I went to the kitchen and found my phone and it was James, "Hey Mom. Sorry about this but my friend Mattie will be coming over. It is a bit crazy at the moment and he had nowhere else to go. It is really late here and I need to get some sleep."

I tried to interject, "But..." before I could get my words out the phone was disconnected.

James knew how much I hated having guests over and the cheek of him to expect his friend to be able to stay over. The fact that it was a single bedroom apartment should make it obvious that I like being alone. I became pregnant too early at the age of 21. I had just qualified and I was in a committed relationship. The news was a shock and we never planned on having children but he was already settled in his career as a city lawyer. He felt it was the right time and I agreed putting my own career ambitions on hold.

Unfortunately I was to regret this decision as 7 months into my pregnancy I discovered he was having an affair with his secretary. I wasn't going to accept being the trampled on housewife and I kicked him out the next day. It was my first lesson the deceitful and manipulative nature of men. They were selfish beings and only interested in themselves.

I had a complex relationship with James but we were close. I had sent him away to boarding school from an early age as I focused on my burgeoning career. I had lost interest in men and I tried to stop James being the type of alpha-jerk the city was littered with but he was close to his father and I saw that side coming out. As he had chubby nerd friends like Mattie perhaps he was not a total jerk like his father? Unless Mattie was an alpha-jerk under his chubby nerd facade?

I felt bad about leaving him out for so long. I grabbed a towel and went to open the door for him. He looked nervous and wiped his chubby face as I handed him the towel. "I have been wandering the streets for hours and I called James and he gave me this address for you. I am sorry for imposing."

I was annoyed and it was hard to hide, "You can stay tonight and find another hotel tomorrow. You will need to sleep on the couch."

"Thank you so much. I just need a night to get my bearings. Thank you." He was dripping wet and it was getting on the floor. I could not stop myself from staring at the mess he was making and it was taking all my willpower to stop myself from shouting at him. He saw my eyes and my annoyance, "I am so sorry. My clothes are wet through."

"Take them off and have a shower," he moved to walk to the shower and I raised my hand to stop him, "Take them off here. I do not want a mess in the rest of the apartment."

He looked at me shy and nervous but the anger on my face may have gotten to him and he nervously replied, "Do you mean here?"

"Yes. I am not going to be cleaning up after you like your mother. Take them off and I will put them in the dryer."

He began to take his clothes off and hand them to me. As he took off his shirt and his chubby body came into view I sighed. I did not know where that came from. He got to his belt and looked at me as to ask these as well. I nodded my head so as to say yes. I liked that I had power over him and he was unable to speak in my presence.

He began to undo his belt nervously. This fat nerd had probably never been naked before a woman but the more he revealed the more I looked on with intrigue.

He dropped his jeans and then tried to walk away but I raised my hand to say stop and I looked at his boxers, "Take everything off. I do not want a mess."

He tried to speak but I raised a finger. This was my domain and I wanted to demonstrate my power.

He was nervous and took a deep breath before slowly lowering his boxers and handing them to me. His cock was stiff and I had a mischievous smile as I reveled in his shyness. He quickly dropped his hands to cover his manhood.

He was probably 5 to 6 inches there was nothing impressive about him at all. But I enjoyed the power I had over him and directed him towards the shower. He had a cute fat ass as I watch scurry towards the shower room. I bundled his filthy clothes and took them to wash.

I began placing them in the washer when I came to his boxers. They were dry but for a little damp spot where his cock was probably hard. I began playing with the damp spot with my finger and I was incapable of thinking of anything else for that moment. I brought to my nose to sniff. I squeeze my thighs as I did this when I heard the TV presenter announce loudly we were less than 1 hour away from the President's speech and I was taken out of the spell. What came over me? My breath was still shallow and I tried to shake the feelings away.

I placed the boxers in the wash and set them for a spin. I went back to my seat and waited for him to finish. A while later he knocked on the bathroom door and poked his head around the corner, "Mrs. Hunter is my clothes ready?"

I smiled at his shyness, "It is Miss Hunter. I was never married. They are still drying. They should be done in 5 minutes. Are you wearing your towel?"

He nodded and I asked, "Why don't you come out in the towel and wait with me?" I patted the sofa next to me. He was nervous and put on his steamy glasses. He wiped them on the towel and then put them on. There was an obvious tent pushing his towel out but I found him to be non-threatening and harmless.

He sat down nervously and I asked him about the hotel, "I checked in the day before as I was staying for the week but the next day I went sightseeing but by the time I came back the whole hotel was cordoned off by the police. The hotel had been quarantined and they would not let me collect clothes or passport. I was simply turned away. I had nowhere else to go but luckily I had my phone and I called James. He told me to come here and you would help me."

It was a worrying time but it was not my problem, "That was not an invitation for James to make. I will let you stay tonight but you will need to leave tomorrow. How are you and James friend?"

"Well we went to boarding school together. I did not have many friends and I found the first few years difficult. I was bullied by some of the boys. It was James that protected me from them and we have been close friends from there. He calls on me whenever he needs anything and I can call on him."

I was not surprised he was bullied even in his 20's he was a fat nerd but I was proud of James for protecting him, "He has never mentioned you before. Are you still in touch with him?"

He said, "We do not talk as much as he is on the other side of the world. But we still stay in touch."

I had a disconnected relationship with James and he rarely visited. He only ever called when he needed something like tonight. He had a lot of his father's traits but hearing this story made me think he had a good heart behind his alpha male playboy lifestyle. Talking to Matthew helped me feel that connection to James once more but I did not want him hanging around.

I heard the dryer turn off and I told him his clothes were ready. I went to the dryer and to collect his clothes. As I passed them to him our fingers touched and I felt something. There was a moment's pause between us but he quickly collected them and went to the shower room to change.

As he left I leaned forward against the counter and took a deep breath. I did not understand what just happened? He was a chubby nerd and a beta male at best? I had to get him out of here and focus on getting my clients through this crisis.

My mind was clouded with different thoughts when the voice on the TV began break through. The President was providing his speech, "From today onwards there is a nationwide lockdown until further notice. You must remain where you are. The situation will be reviewed every 7 days. The army is now patrolling the streets and has instructions to shoot on site anyone breaking the lockdown."

Was he fucking serious? There were literally millions on the line if I was unable to get back to work. I picked the nearest thing to me, a vase and slammed it against the wall. I looked out of the window and saw the army trucks positioned at the end of the street and soldiers with guns patrolling the streets. This was too real.

The noise seemed to get the attention of Matthew who came rushing out of the bathroom and saw the smashed vase. "Are you ok?" He asked almost frightful of the answer. I was still annoyed, "It is obvious that it isn't. We are in lockdown. No one is allowed to leave their homes. For heaven's sake. We have jobs to do."

He looked slightly frightened, "What do you mean?"

I was beginning to lose my temper, "It fucking means the army is in the streets and we will not be able to leave this apartment for at least 7 days. We are being quarantined."

He seemed frozen for a moment probably too scared to speak after my panicked outbursts. He saw the brush in the corner and began to clean up the mess I had made with the vase.

We didn't speak and he silently cleaned up my mess as I tried to collect my thoughts. Apart from work it meant that I was stuck with this nerd for the next 7 days. I hated that James got me into this situation.

I thought about my options when my boss called me and told me that the whole market was suffering and everyone was in the same place. It was a time for self-reflection and the market would be there when I returned.

I took a breath and tried to calm myself but all I could really think was that the market and my job was all I really had. I never developed any real friendships and my relationship with James was distant. He was busy spreading his speed and was now working in Asia. Men like him were never the loyal or domesticated type. In my younger years I always fell for men like that but now I was not going to let myself be used by those types of men.

Matthew was sat across me scrolling through his phone. I thought to myself it could be worse if I was stuck on my own. Maybe it won't be so bad with company so I tried to break the tension, "Did you call your parents to tell them?"

He was still a little frightened from our earlier exchange, "I messaged them on our messenger chat. It is a different time zone and they would probably be asleep. Did you speak to James?"

I was slightly embarrassed that it had not occurred to me to contact my son, "He will be asleep at this time. I will tell him in the morning. You and James are so different. I cannot imagine how you were friends."

He seemed to relax as he saw me behave a lot calmer, "We weren't always friends. His friends were usually jocks but when he saw a couple of them bully me he defended me against them. This was in the last 2 years. He was struggling with his exams and I tutored him to help him through. We have stayed in touch ever since but it is more infrequent as he moved to Asia."

I thought to myself this made more sense and James was always smart at understanding who he needed. He knew that he needed to be around smart people and at the right time made friends with this nerd. James always put himself first and poor little Matthew did not understand this but I was happy to let him believe they were real friends.

"James was always a ladies' man. Did you two have that in common?" He looked down timidly and I liked how shy he became all of a sudden, "No. He was always good at that."

I did not know why I was asking. It was obvious that this chubby nerd would not be a hit with the ladies but I probed further, "What about you? How many girlfriends have you had?"

He looked nervous and said, "I have never had a girlfriend."

I liked the way he pushed his glasses up his nose as he became nervous. I asked with genuine intrigue, "Have you ever had sex?"

He was really nervous now and did not want to answer. I reassured him, "It is ok. You can tell me. I won't judge you. Was it with a lady of the night?"

He seemed nervous, "No. I have never had sex."

I thought to myself could a man be anymore beta. He was a virgin in his 20's and I was slightly lost for words, "Oh..."

He cut in and said, "There was this onetime..." I raised my eyebrow to say continue, "...well James took me to a place where there are ladies of the night."

So James took him to a brothel, "Well he selected a woman for me to have sex with. She took me to a room. She was wearing a black thong and her breasts were exposed. She was also wearing stockings. She slowly undressed me. I was so nervous and I had never been this close to a woman before dressed so scantily that when she undid my belt I could no longer control it and I, uhm...well, uhm ejaculated before even touching her. I was too upset by the experience and I walked out. I have never been close to a woman again."

I found myself getting hot from the description of the scene and I subconsciously squeezed thighs together, "It is nothing to be upset or embarrassed about. These things can happen to a young man. When you were naked before you were erect but you seemed to have control? Why were you erect?"

He seemed nervous but there was now a sexual tension in the air, "I am sorry Miss Hunter. I do not want to offend you. You are James' mother."

I was not thinking like a mother at the moment, "I am also a woman. You will not offend me if you tell me the truth. Only lies will offend me."

He was sweating slightly and I liked seeing him in this nervous state, "I was excited by being naked in front of you and also you looked..."

He stopped himself from completing the sentence but I insisted, "Finish your thought. I want the truth."

He was nervous but I could see a confidence spurting, "You looked sexy. The tight skirt stuck to your curves. The blouse revealing the small hint of cleavage. The pantyhose on your legs. I am sorry if I upset you. But you said you wanted the truth."

The temperature was rising in the room as I let his words sit there for a moment. I had to take a breath as I felt myself tightening my thighs together to increase the pressure on my clit. I wondered if I was getting moist from this exchange, "I like your honesty. But why were you able to control yourself with me but not the lady of the night? Am I not as pretty? Am I not as sexy?"

Why was I acting offended at him not ejaculating? He replied nervously, "You are prettier and sexier. She was practically naked."

"So you lost control because she was naked? Take off your clothes. I want to help you control yourself."

I undid the top two buttons on blouse showing more cleavage and the top of the cups of the black bra. He took off his clothes and he was sat naked in front of me. I did not understand why this beta male was arousing dark desires within me. But I convinced myself I was only doing this to help him.

He was sat there naked in front of me, his little 5 inch penis erect like a little poker. I found it cute more than intimidating, "Why is your penis so erect right now?"

He was nervous and I held his hand as to say it is ok to tell me, "Miss I have been erect ever since I came here. It has not gone down since I first saw you. I know it is wrong but you are so sexy."

I opened another two buttons on my blouse leaving only one button holding my blouse together. I pushed my chest out a little so that he got a better look at my cleavage. My bra was visible between my blouse, "You are a man and I am a woman. It is not wrong. Tell me how it feels. You are already producing precum. What do you want to see?"

He was nervous to ask and I nodded to him to reassure him. He was reluctant and pushed his glasses up again which I found to be cute, "Miss I want to see your bra."

I loved his nervousness and stood up to undo the last button and pulled it out of my skirt. I slowly pulled it back revealing my bra to his eager eyes. I felt a sensual energy from this control and power I had over him. His penis twitched at every movement of my slow reveal, "How does it feel now?"

His breathing was erratic and his penis was twitching, "Your breasts look amazing. How big are they?"

I reached behind me and unclipped the bra. I shimmied my shoulders forward as I removed the bra. He had released so much precum that his penis was glistening and it was dripping down to his balls. As I revealed my breasts his penis began to twitch like crazy. I threw the bra at him and asked him, "You tell me what size they are."

He read the label, "36D." That was the moment he lost control and he ejaculated everywhere. He instinctively covered his penis with my bra and his cum shot into my bra.

As he finished I saw a panicked look on his face. I covered myself with my blouse and he said, "I am sorry miss. I did not mean to ruin your bra." He was still frightened of me but I reassured him, "Clean up with my bra and I will throw it in the wash. Don't worry. It is natural. You just need to learn to control it".

He began to quickly clean himself up and then went to put on some clothes but I raised my hand to stop him, "I want you to stay naked. It is the only way you will learn to control yourself."

I went to my room to get changed. I went through my selection of clothes and what I could wear. I usually wore comfortable loungewear but I thought about Matthew. I wanted to be able to tease him; there was something about him losing control that turned me on. The fact that my body made him so horny he lost control. I had a selection Victoria Secret nightwear that I kept for special occasions. I had not had many in the last 10 to 15 years. I wore a black slip which was practically see through. I picked a pair of black lace panties which were also a sheer material.

I wanted to tease this young man and keep pushing his limits. I came out feeling sexy and confident. He was less nervous than before as he asked, "Does the couch pull out?"

I thought about it and said, "You will be sleeping in my bed tonight. It is part of your training. You need to feel comfortable around a woman."

There was a smile on his face that he could not help and I stopped him before he got any ideas, "We will not be having sex at any point. You are a friend of James and it would be wrong. But I want you to be around a woman without ejaculating. So I will help you."

This dampened his spirits a little but he was still eager and followed me to bed. I had a large queen size bed and there was plenty of space for us as we climbed into bed. I was restless and I was tossing and turning as I tried to get comfortable. Even in just this sheer slip I felt hot and uncomfortable. I had a naked hard cock sleeping next to me. What else was I expecting?