The stage was set. The long, hot Vermont summer, during which Eva shamelessly flirted with her eighteen year old son, was now over. It was autumn, the air was cool and crisp, the leaves changing to a brilliant reddish orange, and Halloween was just around the corner.
An atmosphere of raw sexual tension was in place by the time Eva and Tommy attended the Miller's annual Halloween party, and on this night of tricks and treats, it finally exploded with the most spectacular results in a virtual storm of forbidden passion.
Nearly five months had passed since that snotty little bitch Lisa dumped her son, Thomas, or as Eva still affectionately called him, Tommy, and still he was showing little inclination of coming out his dark funk.
Eva worried endlessly about her son's mood; worried it was a bit more than just a simple case of depression from being dumped by a girl. Knowing the dark history of suicide on her husband's side of the family gave her ample reason to be worried.
She suspected simply talking to him would not be sufficient. Bold action would be necessary as Eva became convinced her son's life was in danger. She briefly considered sending him to counseling but her husband, her dead ex-husband that is, went to counseling and it did not help.
A first-degree relative -- a parent, sibling or child -- of a person who has committed suicide is four to six times more likely to attempt or complete a suicide. This alarming statement came from a University of Pittsburgh Medical Center study Eva stumbled upon while doing some research on the subjects of depression and suicide.
The family history on her husband's side was indeed alarming. Going back three generations, first there was Alfred, Tommy's, great- grandfather who hanged himself after coming out on the losing end of a shadowy love triangle.
And then there was his grandfather, who killed himself with a gunshot to the head, after his wife left him. Finally, there was Joseph, Tommy's father, who killed himself, despite undergoing intensive counseling, by overdosing on a lethal combination of sedatives and whiskey after his secret girlfriend on the side dumped him.
Rejection from women, all the evidence pointed towards this, was not something the men on her husband's side of the family took well. Now it was Tommy's turn as two short years after his father's death, Tommy was experiencing his own heartache. He truly loved Lisa-- as fiercely as only a teenage boy can love someone --when she ended the hopes he had of their friendship turning into something more.
It was a classic case of the pretty cheerleader taking advantage of the humble nerd. Lisa lived just down the street from them and Eva was certain she had been using her son from the start as they kind of "dated" during their final year of high school.
He did all her homework, wrote her essays, spent long hours tutoring her so she could pass her college entrance exams, and then, when she was accepted at Penn State, she dumped him two days later.
Her excuse was plain and simple-- she was going off to college in the fall and claimed she wanted to enjoy the summer without him following her around like some forlorn puppy dog.
Upon hearing this, and seeing her son's reaction, Eva was equal parts furious and scared. But more importantly, she resolved to do whatever it took to get her son's mind off Lisa and focused elsewhere—like on his mom for instance.
Playing the role of protective mother bear to the hilt, Eva put in motion a plan to mend her son's wounded heart while possibly saving his life.
At the age of thirty-five Eva, with a mix of both Hungarian and German blood in her ancestry, was a classic European beauty-- elegance understated, but yet still evident-- and by far the prettiest, and shapeliest mother on the block.
Her supple pouting lips, joyful blue eyes, and light brown hair flecked with golden strands of blond sunshine, combined with a dazzling smile and warm personality, all conspired to make Eva an intensely attractive, mature woman.
Oh and then there was her heavenly body. Standing a delicious five foot five, and weighing a suitable one hundred and twenty eight pounds, with measurements of 36D-26-36, Eva's body cut a striking figure.
By the time the long hot summer drew to a close, Eva harbored little doubt her fantastic figure, along with her playful flirting, was making a deep impression upon her son.
Honestly, she was not entirely sure where all this flirting and showing off for her son would end. Her only concern at this point was he not meet a tragic end like his father, grandfather and great-grandfather before him.
Everything was on course, or so it seemed, for Eva's plan to redirect her son's attention away from his so called ex-girlfriend, and onto her, when a dose of bad news threatened to undo all her hard work.
Every year Lisa's parents hosted a lavish Halloween costume party attended by nearly the entire neighborhood. When Tommy found out Lisa would be coming home from Penn State to attend the party, he insisted on going.
Eva begrudging gave her permission, knowing he would attend the party regardless of what she said.
For the past few weeks leading up to the party, Eva suspected Tommy and Lisa were talking again. She was probably trying to rope him into writing her college essays for her or something like that.
Knowing what was at stake, Eva came to the conclusion it was time to let the little devil inside of her loose and what better night to do so but on All Hallows Eve when a bit of both naughtiness and mischief was to be expected.
The first order of business would be to pick out an extremely alluring and over the top sexy costume to wear to the Miller's annual Halloween bash. She finally settled on the idea of wearing some sort of "sexy cowgirl" costume.
Not being able to find a suitable cowgirl outfit in any of the Halloween stores-- she found them mostly campy and lacking sex appeal-- the resourceful Eva decided on making a homemade outfit. After much thought, and more than a few trial and error sessions in front of her mirror, Eva finally settled on an outfit that consisted of an extremely short, tight denim mini-skirt to go along with a red knitted midriff baring sweater that tied in the middle just under her ample boobs.
The sweater enjoyed the added feature of being a bit see through thanks to a plethora of knitted crochet holes. Eva, unwavering in her decision to make certain she received the maximum amount of attention at the party from her son—if not also from some of the other male patrons attending the party--threw caution to the wind by not wearing anything under her sweater allowing her ample 36 D boobs to be on full display.
She complemented her outfit by buying a pair of sexy dark brown cowboy boots that came up to just below her knees, and then added a traditional cowboy hat—brown with a yellow sheriff's star plastered on the front.
As for Tommy, he was going as a pirate. This was sort of poetic in Eva's mind, her son going to the party as a pirate, since, if the situation called for it, he would be plundering a bit of buried treasure before the evening was through.
On the night of the party, Eva, not surprisingly, received quite a bit of attention from the male guests at the party. She flirted just enough with each to make her son noticeably jealous as he spend much of the party sulking in the corner.
For reasons she could not quite figure out, Tommy did not come to her once during the party to ask her to dance, or even to find out if she needed anything. He basically spent the party pretending to ignore her while at the same time making it obvious he was not happy with her flirting around.
Poor Tommy had another reason, other than his mother, to be moping about though and her name was Lisa, of course. The little bitch, dressed up in some slutty school girl costume, paid scant attention to him all during the party before disappearing upstairs with some macho athletic type mere seconds after Tommy, tail stuck firmly between his legs, left the party and headed home.
He left, embarrassed over the way Lisa rebuffed all his attempts to socialize with her. This drama did not go unobserved by his ever watchful mother bear.
Watching a dejected Tommy leave the party, it took every ounce of will power Eva possessed not to follow him home right away. Instead, she decided to do something dramatic and maybe a little dangerous, but in the end she hoped it would prove to her son, once and for all, what a no good little slut Lisa truly was.
After waiting about a minute or two, Eva snuck off upstairs herself. Creeping down the hallway, she quietly observed how all the bedroom doors were open except one. Tiptoeing down the hallway, she lowered her ear to the door.
She could hear Lisa giggling behind the closed door and then a husky male voice saying, "Take off your damn skirt."
Eva slowly counted to ten before clicking on her phone's camera feature. Her heart was beating wildly as she slowly pushed open the bedroom door.
