Rob and His Mom: Quarantined

This story is meant to have a very slow burn but it eventually pays off. Also, in this story, every character is over the age of 18, and they have a consenting relationship.

--- Chapter 1 ---

Rob was in his first semester of college when he heard his mother, Lisa, was hospitalized. He rushed to see her at the hospital as soon as he got the call from his Aunt Sharon. As Rob entered the hospital his aunt greeted him in full scrubs and gave him a big hug.

"Oh, honey, your mom is a fighter she is going to be ok!"

Rob was taken aback by his Aunt Sharon's attire, "Aunt Sharon, why are you dressed like that?"

Sharon responded, "Well, the doctors believe that your mother has an autoimmune condition. If you want to see her, you're going to have to put these on." She handed Rob a plastic bag filled with scrubs and a face mask.

"So, what is an autoimmune condition?" Rob asked.

"Well, the best way to describe it is that your mother's immune system has turned against her. In other words, if she gets sick her body won't be able to fight it off. I'm going to be in the next room over with the doctors working on your mom, so I'll be here for her. I know that you are going to be here for her too. She is going to be fine."

Rob walked to the bathroom, changed his clothes, and washed his hands. When he returned his Aunt Sharon was waiting to escort him to his mom's hospital room. Rob and Sharon walked into the room and were greeted by a nurse, "Mrs. Smith, we're all done. She should be awake soon."

"Thank you very much," Aunt Sharon responded.

Rob took a seat next to his mother and held her hand, "Hi Mom."

As his mother awoke Rob felt her hand squeeze his, "Hi honey."

Aunt Sharon and the nurse both exited the room and closed the door behind them.

"Mom, I'm here for you. We're going to make sure that you get better."

Lisa smiled weakly, "Rob, thank you for being here. I know that you need to get back to school. Don't worry about me, I'll figure something out."

"No, I'm not going back until I know that you are going to be alright!"

"Sweetie, I don't want you to miss your classes for me."

"Mom, it's going to be okay."

Just then the doctor entered the room. "Hello, you must be the patient's son. My name is Doctor Jones."

Rob got up and shook the doctor's hand, "Hello Doctor Jones, my name is Rob."

"So, Rob, as you know your mother is suffering from an autoimmune disorder. The good news is that we caught it early enough to develop a treatment plan."

Rob breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that's good to hear. What is the treatment plan?"

"Well, the plan is that we give your mother an injection of antibiotics every few days. However, you are going to need to live in full quarantine. Your mother must not get sick during this time. You will need to wear a mask whenever you are around her and bring her food and drink until she makes a recovery. Then we can discuss further treatment when your mother is in a better condition."

"I understand, Doctor. I'll do anything I can to help."

"Thank you, Rob. Here is a list of supplies that you will need to pick up from the local pharmacy. You are going to have to buy some groceries and prepare food for your mother."

"Of course, I'll head to the pharmacy right now. I'll also have to get a few more sets of these scrubs."

"Very good, I will leave you two alone now.

A few hours later Rob picked his mother up from the hospital after she was discharged. He brought her home to their three-bedroom bungalow house in the suburbs. Lisa and Rob lived together alone in the house until Rob went to college. Rob's father had left years ago and gave half of his wealth to Lisa before disappearing. Obviously, this made Lisa have some severe trust issues with men and she never really dated after he left.

After a week of care from Rob, Lisa recovered. Since, Rob and Lisa were the only two people living in the house, and Rob had no signs of illness, he was able to relax some of the safeguards, such as not wearing a mask, and actually speaking with his mom face to face.

"Rob, I wanted to thank you for taking care of me the past few weeks."

"Of course, mom, it's what I had to do to help."

"I know that you didn't really want to miss your classes, but I don't know what I would have done without you."

"Mom, don't worry, I know that this is important. I would do anything for you."

Lisa pulled her son close and gave him a hug. Rob could feel the softness of her body and her breasts pressed against him. Lisa was a curvy woman but still tried to keep in shape when she could. She had a large chest, wide hips, and a big butt. This was something that she was always self-conscious about, but her son couldn't help but notice the way her body moved and swayed. He was 18 years old, after all.

A few days later, Rob had returned to school, and Lisa had a follow-up appointment over the phone.

"Hello Mrs. Smith, how have you been feeling lately?"

"Good, doc. I haven't been getting sick since my son started taking care of me."

"Good, that is probably because you have been quarantined. Unfortunately, you must continue to avoid any and all exposure to disease. So, you are going to need to stay in lockdown in your house."

"Quarantine? For how long!"

"Until we find a cure."

"Doc, this is insane, how am I supposed to quarantine for the rest of my life?"

"Well, there have been a lot of advancements in medical technology. We are fairly close to an injectable cure to your disorder; however, it is still in the trial phase."

"Well, can you get me into this trial?"

"Unfortunately, no. It has already begun, so you will most likely need to quarantine in your house for at least a year."

Lisa was in shock. Her mouth hung open. She didn't know what to say.

"I will be checking in regularly and can arrange for the delivery of medical supplies if you would like."

"Y... yes, please. That would be wonderful."

"We also have an arrangement with a local pharmacy, and they will deliver your meds."

"That would be very helpful."

"Is there anything else that you would like to ask?"

"No, doc. Thank you."

"Ok, Mrs. Smith. I'm sorry you are going through this, but if you can find someone to quarantine with, it will make this a lot easier for you."

Lisa sighed, "Thanks, Doc."

Lisa hung up the phone. As she walked through her house, she realized how quiet it was. She missed her son and his energy. It seemed like a piece of her was missing.

She sat on the couch and stared into space. What was she going to do for a year, let alone longer?

Then, the phone rang. She snapped out of her daydream and answered.

"Hey Rob, how's school going?"

"Hi Mom, school is good. How are you feeling?"

"Good. Good."

"Mom, are you ok?"

"I'm just a little stressed about this whole thing."

"What did the doctor say?"

"Well, he said that they are getting close to a cure but that I'll have to stay quarantined in the house for at least a year while they finish it."

"A year! Thats terrible!"

"I know. But it's only a year, and then hopefully the treatment will be available, and life can go back to normal."

"How are you going to work? You are a realtor!" Rob couldn't believe his mom was going to stay in her house for an entire year.

"Well, when your father left, he at least gave us a large nest egg. It's enough to float me for a year. I have already told the company that I need to take the year off and they agreed to rehire me when I am better."

"But mom, you don't even know if this medicine is going to be available in a year."

"I have no choice honey, I wish there was another option, but there isn't." Rob heard his mother's voice and she sounded extremely depressed. Lisa was a very outgoing person, and it would kill her to be alone in her house without being able to see anyone for that long.

"What about Aunt Sharon?"

"She can't take off work, and she is always flying all over the place it's too dangerous for me." Rob was quiet for a moment. He couldn't possibly leave his mom alone. What if she got sick again? She would need someone who was quarantined with her who had a low probability of transferring a disease to her.

"Mom, I'm coming home from school."

"No, Rob, do not do that. You need to experience college life, and what about your classes."

"I'll call my teachers. I'm sure we can figure something out."

--- Chapter 2 ---

It took Rob a week to convince his professors to allow him to stop attending classes in person and move to remote learning completely. He also had to spend time moving out of the dorm, packing his things and saying goodbye to the few friends he had made in the short time he attended his freshman year of college in person.

Then once Rob had moved back to his childhood home, he had to spend another week in the basement quarantining himself to make sure he did not have any infection to make sure his mom wouldn't catch anything from him.

Finally, after two weeks, Rob and his mother were able to talk and face to face once again.

"I missed you so much, honey," Lisa said, hugging her son tight.

Lisa released her son and sat on the couch. Although she was happy to see him, she was upset that her son had left school. "Rob, are you sure that you are going to be fine with missing your freshman year of college? If you stay here, you'll be locked up with me."

"I don't want to leave you alone, mom. You need me. And, although I'm not physically going to be at school, my professors are allowing me to finish the semester remotely."

Lisa was surprised, "You've talked to your professors?"

"Yeah, it took a lot of convincing, but I managed to do it."

"I'm glad, I don't know what I would've done if you left." She gave her son another big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"Mom, I love you so much."

"I love you too, sweetie."

The two had dinner and spent the rest of the evening watching movies.

For the next few weeks, Lisa and Rob did their best to distract each other from their quarantine. However, it wasn't until Rob and his mom and been in a routine for a few months, when Rob had started to become restless. He realized that sitting at home with his mom studying all day, then playing video games at night was starting to get old. He spoke to some of his friends from college over the phone and they were telling him stories about all the girls they were hooking up with. This caused Rob to feel even more anxious, and he started to feel as though he was missing out.

One night, Rob and his mom had just finished watching a movie, and Lisa decided to ask her son how he was doing.

"Hey, Rob. Are you okay, sweetie?"

"Yeah, why do you ask, mom?"

"You seem a little distant today. Maybe not even just today actually, but the past few weeks."

Rob had never talked to his mom about girls before. The idea of telling his mother about his sex life, or lack thereof, seemed strange. However, she was the only person he could really talk to, and he was very frustrated.

"It's nothing."

"Oh, come on, Rob. It can't be nothing. You can tell me, sweetie. I'm your mother, and I love you. Nothing you can say will ever change that."

"It's just..."

"Yes, go on."

"Well, the guys, my friends from school, are talking a lot about...sex."

"Oh." Lisa was caught off guard. She wasn't expecting her son to be thinking about that.

"And well, they are having a lot of experiences and I'm not having any obviously, so I kind of feel like I'm missing out. But it's ok, next year you will get the treatment and we just have to wait like eight more months."

"Rob, I'm so sorry. I know you are a young man, and this must be hard for you. I couldn't have survived without you, so if you weren't here, I would probably be losing my mind. But I also can't have you feeling this way. Maybe it's time for you to go back to school?"

"No mom, it's ok, sorry I'm not in a good mood tonight. I think I'm just going to hit the hay, maybe I just need some sleep."

"Alright, honey. Sleep well. I'll be here for you if you need me."

"Goodnight mom."

"Goodnight."

That night when Lisa was undressing for her shower, she was thinking about Rob and what he had confessed to her.

She felt bad for her son. He had spent the last few months caring for her and sacrificing his college experience to keep her safe and make sure she was healthy. However, the one thing she couldn't do to return the favor was fulfilling her son's sexual needs.

That's when she started having naughty thoughts.

Her son was 18 years old and a strong, handsome man. He was smart and kind. Any woman would be lucky to have him. He just needed some experience to gain some confidence in himself, so next year he could really partake in the college experience. All his friends were interacting with girls every day and learning how to flirt, date and hookup.

She wanted to make her son happy, and although she definitely thought any kind of sexual activity with her son would certainly be out of the question, maybe some harmless flirting wouldn't hurt. If anything, it would probably be good for him.

As she turned on the hot water in the shower, she stepped in and allowed the warmth to wash over her. Her curvy, full figure and soft breasts were revealed to her as she slowly ran the soap over her body.

Her mind began to wander, and she pictured her son. His tight young body, and his broad shoulders. She began to play with herself, sliding her hand down between her thighs and running her fingers over her sensitive spot. However, she suddenly stopped herself.

Lisa shook her head and tried to get the dirty thoughts out of her mind. She finished washing and rinsing her body and dried herself off.

As she slipped on a thin pair of pajama shorts and a tank top, she thought more about her son. Was it really such a bad idea to try and give him some experience that he was missing out on?

She thought of a plan, and it would start tomorrow.

Rob woke up the next morning feeling a little better. That morning Rob promised himself that he would try not let a fear of missing out get the best of him. After all, he was trying to help his mother who was sick! He isn't some pervert, and hanging out with girls could wait a year anyway, they would be waiting for him when he returned.

--- Chapter 3 ---

After his morning run, Rob had a shower and was just about to sit at his desk for some morning reading, when he heard his mom call him.

"Rob! Sweetie!"

"Coming, mom!"

He walked into the kitchen and saw his mother standing in a new outfit that he hadn't seen before. It was a pink silk nightgown with a v-neckline, showing her ample cleavage. It was short with little black laces around the fringes and went a quarter of the way down her thighs.

Rob couldn't believe what he was seeing. he stood there at the kitchen door, and watched his mom as she made breakfast, in a very tight and revealing outfit. Lisa was a very prim and proper woman. She never dressed like that in public, nor ever showed cleavage, or any kind of revealing clothing. He never suspected that she would wear. or even own something like that.

"Hey, mom," said Rob sitting down at the kitchen table. "Those are nice pajamas. I don't remember you ever wearing those before."

"Well, this is my fancy nightgown. I used to wear it for your father when he was around. Since he left, I stopped wearing it, but now that your back, and it's just us in the house, I thought why not?" She smiled and turned around, reaching for some salt on the seasoning shelf. It was a little higher than she could reach, so she stood on her tip toes and reached up, the nightgown lifted slightly, and Rob could see the bottom curves of her butt cheeks.

Rob was speechless. He tried not to stare but couldn't help it.

"Here is your coffee, sweetie." She placed a cup of coffee on the table and bent over. The neckline of the nightgown lowered slightly, and Rob could see more of his mother's breasts, almost down to her nipples. He blushed and looked away.

"I'll get your breakfast. Eggs and toast, right?"

"Yeah, thanks mom," replied Rob.

His mother walked over to the stove, and as she was cooking, her large butt moved from side to side in a seductive manner.

'This is insane,' Rob thought. His mom had never acted like this before, and he could not figure out why she would be doing it now. He thought it was most likely just his mind playing tricks on him. His mom would never behave this way. He had no choice but to sit and watch her and the beautiful shape of her body as she walked around the kitchen.

She came over with the food and put a plate in front of her son. Then she sat next to him and began eating. She crossed her legs and her nightgown rose higher, giving Rob a clear view of her thigh. He could even catch little peeks of her panties, and although he didn't want to, he couldn't help but notice the fabric of her panties was silk and pink as well.

"So, how are your classes going?"

"They're, um, ok," Rob replied, still a little distracted by his mom's attire.

"Is there anything I can help with?"

"Nope, everything is fine, thanks."

"I want to help you, sweetie." She reached over and placed her hand on his thigh. "Just let me know what I can do. Anything."

"Okay, thanks, mom," Rob responded, looking down at her hand.

They ate their breakfast together. Lisa continued to make small talk and ask her son about his life. She would touch his arm, his leg, and lean in close while she talked to him. Rob didn't know what was going on, but he felt very weird. It was like his mother was trying to be sensual and sexy. The thought of her acting this way, and the fact that her clothes were showing so much skin, made him blush.

"Are you ok, Rob? You're looking a little red."

"No, I'm fine. Thanks, mom. This has been a really great breakfast."

"Good, sweetie." Lisa chuckled and so did Rob. Although, they didn't exactly know why, they both were in a good mood. Lisa was anxious that her son might not pick up on her teasing him, or worse, think it was gross. Rob was happy to see his mom happy, and also, it was cute to interact with a woman, even if it was his mom, wearing some sexy clothes and trying to be flirty.

"I'm going to go up to my room to study for a few hours. What are you going to do today?" Rob stood up and started cleaning him and his mother's empty plates.

"Actually, I was wondering if you could help me with the garden. I planted a bunch of new vegetables and plants, and I haven't been able to weed them. The weather has been so hot lately which made it very difficult to do any gardening when I was feeling sick."

"Of course, mom. Hanging out with a beautiful woman sounds better than reading some boring books." Rob smiled at his mom, and she giggled to herself.

He finally started to flirt back, and Lisa found him to be adorable. "Good, I need a hunk who can help me with the heavy bags of mulch!"

"I am pretty strong mom," said Rob, flexing his muscles. Lisa laughed again.

They both went up to their rooms. Rob changed into a workout shirt and shorts and then spent some time in the garage straightening up some of the gardening tools. His mom however was in her room trying to decide what to wear. She was happy with how the morning had gone, but now she needed another cute outfit to get her son to ogle her again. He seemed like he was much happier today than he had been, and also Lisa was having fun herself, as it had been some time since a man was looking at her body.

She decided on a pair of tight grey yoga pants, with an orange tank top, and orange sport bra underneath. It definitely was not as revealing as her nightgown, but it showed more skin than what she normally would wear, and it was tight enough that it accentuated her big butt and breasts. She would have to do some shopping online to get some more clothes that Rob might like, she didn't have much more.