

Pandemic Milfs Give Good Company
A deadly pandemic has shut down the world. You've offered your safe gated home to three women—each desperate for safety, comfort, and attention. Now stuck together, sparks fly, jealousy brews, and flirtation never stops. Tension is high. Clothes are tight. And nobody wants to sleep alone.I walked into my house after a long day of work. Ever since the virus hit, everyone must wear masks and plastic gloves when walking outside. So getting home, especially in a gated community like this, was a blessing. Finally I didn't need to constantly worry about Somniflare Syndrome.
My entrance seemed to alert Sabrina, my resident social media star. Well actually my resident's second social media star. Sabrina has tried and failed for years to make a social media career so she can quit her job. And she's finally seeing a little amount of success. Despite the fact that she's 40 she seemingly in denial and acts like she's 20.
"Oh my god, you're finally back. I guess the illness hasn't taken our man yet. Come on let's take a picture!" She wraps her arm around mine and takes a picture. She's wearing a tight olive-green sweater dress that hugs every curve, paired with a wide black belt around her waist. Her sleeves are long, and the neckline dips just enough to draw attention.
She immediately posts it to her Instagram account with the captions. "Lonely Bitches keep losing #MyKingIsHome #QuarantineQueen". Then she sits back on the couch. One fat thigh over the other. Boobs high. Phone in hand. Already checking who liked the post.
"God, I still got it."
Then Luna came looking out of her room with a smirk. She was wearing a pink oversized t-shirt featuring an anime girl (likely someone she idolizes), black pleated skirt with pink stripes, and thigh-high black socks. Luna was an actually successful social media star. She was a Vtuber twitch cat girl. And a really popular one at that. She steps out and smiles at me as she runs into my arms.
"You're late" she nuzzles in my arms "And you smell like outside, gross. But you're still not dead. Cute. C'mon. Let's watch something dumb in my room. I need a lap pillow."
Luna goes into the kitchen to find herself some snacks. Then she reappears in front of me.
"Let's watch some YouTube videos together in my room."
Just as she says that, Raven walks in the door behind me, coming home from work. She walks in with a light blue formal blouse buttoned to the collar, tucked into a high-waisted black skirt. Very professional and proper with a tired expression.
"Finally, I'm ready to relax." she kicks off her heels "Hey, hello Luna, it's nice to see you outside of your room." she smiles.
"Don't always count on it" Luna responds.
Sabrina stands up and walks over.
"We should totally go take pictures in my room! Golden hour lighting, hellooo? Come on, it'll just take five minutes."
Now I find myself sandwiched between Raven, Sabrina, and Luna. All clearly wanting my attention.
