Anna sat in the principals office, exhausted yet again with another lecture on her sons performance. She'd tried everything to motivate her son Derek into applying himself at school, but failed on every front.
"Miss Christian, Derek is a very intelligent young man. However, we have yet to see any motivation from him in his education. If his grades keep dropping he'll lose his scholarship. This is a very serious matter that NEEDS to be taken seriously."
Anna could barely tolerate the principals lectures anymore. "I take this matter seriously, I promise you. I've tried everything I can think of and I'm at the end of my rope. If you have any suggestions I'm all ears."
The principal took a sigh of sympathy, removed his glasses and sat back in his chair. "Every kid wants something. You just have to look into his life and find out what that is. Find what drives him and you can drive him to success."
Anna thought hard on those words as she left the school that day. As she walked out she felt the eyes of all the teenage boys all over her. She was surprised these younger boys found her attractive as a 40 year old. Then again she was constantly throwing off the advances of men around her. At five foot three, Anna kept in good shape with a toned ass and perky tits. Flat stomach. She really was a beautiful woman though she never saw it herself. But her hard work kept her in a body that any man would crave. Her heart shaped Latina face gave her a lovable look but her body often turned men into animals she had no time for.
She and Derek had always been close. She'd tried to instill confidence in him. Teach him to work hard. And he'd done so well for so long. She want sure why he'd suddenly lost ambition. He used to have such passion and drive growing up.
Derek's father had left when he was just a baby. She had no one else so it took everything she had to barely scrape by. Not that it hadn't paid off, she now owned the diner of their small town. But to get there meant long hours with absolutely no time for a man as a working single mother.
She walked back into the house and called for Derek with no reply. Shuffling up to his room with mental exhaustion, she noticed the door was cracked.
As she began to open the door she saw him lying on the bed vigorously stroking his cock. Completely naked, her son was a sight to behold. Six foot with a hard, lean physique. Girls at school fawned over him yet he'd never taken notice. He was a sweet mommas boy. Always had been. But when the teenage hormones started kicking in, she began to notice more distance from him. She had access to his computer searches and his phone and known for a long time his obsession with porn. She'd always seen it as a healthy sex drive and harmless habit.
And as he grew into a man, she took notice of his change. She had caught a glimpse of his cock once, a 9 inch masterpiece thick enough to make any woman scream in pleasure. To her shame, she'd spent more than a few nights with her hand between her legs fantasizing about that very same cock. Her lack of physical touch as a single mother was her justification to herself, it had been 12 years since she felt the touch of a man. Some nights she felt so pent up she was sure she'd cum if a man so much as breathed on her neck.
And as he grew, he'd lost all interest in academics. It seemed all he cared about was what was between his legs and a screen of moaning women.
She watched for some time in fascination and desire before she headed back downstairs. Struggling to think of a way to help her son and exhausted with no solutions, mingled with torment of sexual frustration. What kind of mother watches her son masturbate and fantasizes about it?!
"Every kid wants something. You just have to look into his life and find out what that is. Find what drives him and you can drive him to success."
The principals words played again in her head. The only thing Derek wanted was between a woman's.....
She stopped dead in her tracks. An idea had hit her like a truck. But she couldn't. Could she? If anyone found out.... Fuck that, what would Derek say if she offered? He'd be repulsed at the thought, like she SHOULD be. But she wasn't. His porn was mostly mature women after all. But those women weren't his own mother.
She began to flutter with excitement and anxiety. An answer to her problems. A thousand scenarios of how badly this could play out going through her head.
She headed to her closet to find something sexy. But there was nothing that would get a teenager throbbing, she hasn't bought herself anything like that in years.
She settled on a robe with nothing underneath.
Derek shuffled downstairs later that evening and headed to the fridge. She was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee.
"Hi, Mom. How was the diner?"
"It wasn't bad. Old man Brad came in flirting with me again."
Derek laughed. "That dinosaur thinks he has a chance!"
She smiled at his flattery. There was a moisture between her legs as she anticipated the conversation she was about to have. She should be repulsed by herself, yet there was only excitement. Her heart nearly beating out of her chest thinking all the things Derek might say.
"I talked to your principal again today."
Derek's body immediately slouched. "I'm trying, Mom."
"No you're not. That's the problem. But I've been thinking. We need to find something to motivate you in doing better at school."
It wasn't the first time they'd had this conversation. Derek tried to skulk away.
"Sit down." She said firmly. Derek slowly walked to the table and slumped into the seat across from her.
"I've been thinking, I've been treating you like a boy but you're not anymore. You're a man. And you have a man's needs." Her heart was pounding. How the hell does she even say it?! "And you won't meet those needs beating your meat to a screen."
He was shocked and embarrassed by how forward she was. "I don't...." He stuttered.
"Honey, I know all about what you spend your days watching and I'm not mad. As a matter of fact. I think that's the solution."
Derek had begun this conversation uninterested but now his eyes were fixed on her trying to figure out exactly what was happening.
"I have a solution." She stood up from the table and walked around to his side. Forcing herself to walk with confidence, every ounce of her wanting to explode trying to figure out how he'd respond.
"Have you heard of freeuse?"
His eyes were about to come out of his head and she spotted the tent pitching in his shorts, boosting her confidence.
