Please read the prologue and chapter one first before starting this chapter, if you have not so! Also, thank you Rexbrookdale for helping me editing once more.
Hello and thank you for checking out chapter two!
Thank you all for commenting, voting and the sweet personal emails that I received on the last chapter, seeing it getting received with much enthusiasm made me excited to write more for you guys and girls!
First of all, I made an illustrated prologue to The Best Cure is Love, it's a short story that focuses on Judith and her husband Jeremy twenty-two years before chapter one started. I highly recommend checking it out since it took a lot of time to make and to learn a little more about Judith and her husband. It features over thirty-four high quality 3D rendered images.
A couple of you mentioned that they had rather seen a longer build-up between the mother and son. I would have agreed with you if the fictional virus was not involved in this story. (And trust me, I like romantic build-ups so that would have happened.)
Personally, I felt that it was good because of the sudden event that happened halfway the story, remember that the two of them were already very close with each other.
Anyway, this chapter does have a build-up between Matthew and his sister Stephanie, so I hope that those that wished for it in the last chapter will be satisfied with this one.
Enjoy!
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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Oh, shut up," mumbled Matthew as he woke up from a short but satisfying nap. He reached for his phone on the nightstand and turned the alarm off.
6:15PM, just as Mom had told him ... speaking of Mom, where was she? He looked around his room. The door was now opened wide, making it clear that Judith had left. Oh right. She was going to wash our clothes after we'd 'examined and cured' each other.
He got excited again, thinking back to what he and his mom had been up to a few hours ago.
Time to take off the sheets; can't leave this worn-out, soaked stuff lying around here. He gathered everything and headed toward the bathroom, finding Judith standing there in front of the mirror, dressed in her bathrobe.
Her long red hair fell straight down her back, almost reaching her tight curvy ass. His gaze followed along and down to her amazing legs and cute little feet. He could easily see her voluptuous breasts poking out from her sides.
"Like what you see, honey?" she asked in a seductive voice, as she watched him through the mirror.
"Oh yes, Mom; every time I see you it gets better and better."
She giggled. "Nice to see that I still make an impact on young men. So tell me, how are you doing? Not feeling sick anymore?"
"No Mom, I feel fine now. You must have really cured me from that strange virus. At least I hope it worked. Like you said, we should stay alert."
"We will honey," she said as she gathered her red hair into a long ponytail. "For now I'm glad that you are okay, and remember if you feel anything strange or you start to get sick again then come to me immediately. Could you give me my spare yoga pants and tank top, sweetie? They are on the washing machine."
"Sure." He grabbed her clothes and handed them to her. "Say Mom, if I did get rid of the virus do you think we can still have se-"
Suddenly they both heard the front door open.
"Mom, Matt, I'm home! I grabbed some food on my way back here!" could be heard, followed by the sound of heels clicking on the floor.
"She's back earlier than planned, good thing I told you to set that alarm."
"Okay honey, just leave it on the kitchen counter, I will be down in a minute!" called Judith before turning back to Matthew. "Look baby, you understand that we can't let Steph know what happened today. And don't mention that you were sick; we just had some quality mother and son bonding time."
"Oh, we sure had Mom!" said Matthew with a goofy grin.
She rolled her eyes, holding back her laugh. "I'm serious Matt, not a word!"
"Just joking Mom, I perfectly understand. I don't want our relationship to end."
"That's my sweet boy." She gave Matthew a soft kiss on his lips. "Now take a shower before you come down, you still reek of sex." She threw on her clothes and made her way down to the kitchen as Matthew turned on the shower.
*****
"So, sweetie, how was your appointment today?" asked Judith, while setting out the plates for dinner.
"Oh, just the usual job Mom, Stephanie sighed as she answered her Mother's question. "It was a shoot for a new clothing company. They requested some simple stuff. All we had to use was a green screen to add different backgrounds for each theme. They had some technical difficulties with it so that's why the job got pushed back a few hours.
"Look Mom, next time something like this happens I will cancel the appointment. I looked forward to be spending some free time with you guys."
"All three of us did, Steph, I already discussed it with Matt. I will request another day off soon so we can have our day together. I will let you know so you can adjust your schedule. Speaking of your schedule, you still have that other job tomorrow?"
"Uh, yes and no."
"What do you mean, 'yes and no'?" Judith looked at her daughter.
"You know Vanessa Jones, right? My personal photographer?"
"Oh yes, she was your old classmate, right? Of course, I remember her."
"Yup. So we had planned our shoot but she got a call today. Her parents asked her to look after her little brother. He got sick with some strange infection, and they were on a trip out of town. So, her being the good big sister, she accepted."
"Oh. Well, I can understand. I mean you probably would have done the same if Matt got sick, right?" answered Judith, blushing slightly and with a vague smile followed by a laugh that sounded suspiciously like a giggle.
"Okaaay... " Stephanie looked at her. "Anyway, I told her I could relate, being a big sister and all, so I had no problem with her looking out for her brother."
"So, what is the problem then? You got other photographers that could help you, right?"
"That is the problem Mom. The only one available tomorrow is that creepy fuck Lester Crestianos. No way I'm going to work with him since it's a bikini shoot."
"Language honey! And aren't you over-reacting a little bit too much? I mean is it really that bad?"
"Oh, you don't know him Mom, but I have seen him checking me out every time he was with us on the set. He has been ogling my ass since Vanessa introduced him to me." Stephanie stuck out her tongue in disgust, making Judith giggle at her. "But! A Caldwell does not give up that easy, so I made my own plan."
"So, tell me sweetie, what did the evil genius mastermind Stephanie Caldwell come up with?" giggled Judith again.
"Ha-ha Mom. Very funny. But to answer your question: I borrowed some equipment from Vanessa; you know, the basic stuff to make good-quality photos. I learned a lot about photographing by being together with her on most of my shoots. So, I will be taking them myself, here at home tomorrow. The weather is perfect for it."
Judith almost dropped the plate from her hands. "Oh... Okay ...Um, maybe Matt could help you with your photos then?"
"Mom, Matt has his classes, maybe if he could clone himself or something, then yes he could help me out," giggled Stephanie.
"Uh, no. He... He will be at home for a couple of days."
"Oh? What did he do? Did he burn down the university or something?"
"No... No. He, uh... He has a project running that allows him to work from home. Yes that's it, Linda's son Brian is his project partner ... he studies one subject and Matt does the other one; after a few days they have to combine their research and present it to their professor."
"Well, if he has the time for it between studying, then I guess I could use his help with it. You have to work, right Mom?"
"Yes, yes, I do, another meeting and such; it's probably going to be a long day, but I hope that I will be able to go home earlier."
Stephanie felt her pussy tingle and getting wet as she thought, "I'm going to be at home with Matt, alone with Matt, making photos in that skimpy bikini!"
Matthew came into the kitchen. "Evening ladies, is dinner ready? I'm hungry and can eat for ten."
His mother greeted him; he could see her smiling from behind the kitchen counter.
Then he spotted Stephanie, sitting with her legs crossed on one of the chairs. She was wearing her red hair in the same short ponytail as he had seen this morning. Her outfit had changed to a black tank top, showing off her beautiful breasts clinging tightly around the fabric. Her Daisy Dukes were traded in for tight light blue denim jeans that made her perfect ass even more visible. On her cute little feet, she wore four-inch, open heels that matched her top.
His cock stirred in his pants. "What the fuck is wrong with me?" He wondered. I have always seen her in outfits like this. He snapped out of his thoughts. "Hey Steph, how was your shoot toda- "