Voyeur Mom is a Slutty Tease

'No more masturbation. No more sex. No more becoming even a teensy bit horny. I... I miss you. Our son misses you. Please...'
Harboring an aching heart, the woman fell to her knees while tears touched her anguished face.
'Could you please come back to us, honey...?'
Ever since her husband tragically died in a mass shooting six years ago, Maxine, the woman with an outstanding libido who loved pornography and all things pertaining to intercourse, had never thought of anything sexual again.
No matter how many times she gazed at her sex toys, erotic the things she stumbled upon online, nothing even the least bit lustful could cross her mind.
Her husband, the father of her child dying - and so violently, at that... The pain was too much; and over time it shrouded her completely, evolving into something lethargic. Cold. Downright broken.
His death affected Maxine profoundly, and due to many factors. Some expected, some sexual.
Even when the man had departed to do some simple fishing with their son, Maxine would stay home and masturbate, fantasizing about her husband's cock with various sex toys for hours until they returned.
Even after he pleasured her, making her orgasm at least four times each night, Maxine would awake the next morning with a wet dream, yearning for more of her husband's huge cock; or something to shove inside her cunt.
But no. No more of that since he passed. All feelings of lust were totally gone. She'd never been drier. Her husband had been more than a husband to her. He was the dream lover, her soulmate, her best friend.
Even talas escort though he sometimes frequently had late shifts at the hospital, he made time to call her, cracking jokes and cheering her up when she may have been feeling down.
They would be home having dinner one day, and Maxine would put on her usual smile. However, her husband would always see through that smile and notice that something ailed her, consoling her as best he could to then have toe-curling sex with her later.
'Barry was the best,' she'd wistfully thought at times, staring out the kitchen window while idly washing the dishes.
For her, he truly was. So when Barry died, a part of Maxine died too.
Though recently, a couple months after her son turned nineteen, things began to truly change.
One day, she'd noticed that occasionally, when her son sat on the couch to watch TV with her, he'd take out his phone; having it at a suspicious angle. Suspicious because he made it seem as if he didn't want his mother to see what he was doing at all.
Usually, he couldn't care less if his mother saw what he was doing on his phone, so the suspicion was definitely warranted.
'Does my Jordan have a girlfriend?' was the first playful thought that crossed her mind.
After a few days of Jordan keeping up the same secret agent act, Maxine finally got curious enough to take a peek at his screen.
She concluded that him having a girlfriend couldn't have been the case, for the sight that greeted her was Jordan quickly pressing the button that lead to the home screen.
Maxine tarsus escort acted like she didn't care, going back to eye the TV with a smile.
She truly did care, however. Jordan had a girlfriend once when he was sixteen. He would always openly text her, giggle and laugh, and even show his mother something especially funny that his girlfriend had sent him.
That secret spy emotionless behavior of his...
'Just what could my boy be hiding? And what's so important that he can't wait to go to his room; to have to do it right beside me? It can't be porn, can it? He wouldn't watch it right next to his mother... Would he?'
The curiosity and questions were too much. She had to find out her son's secret. No matter what. As soon as possible.
That very night, Maxine stayed up, fighting the urge to sleep while playing Candy Crush.
When she was confident that Jordan was sleeping, she slid out of bed in her black nightgown--which accentuated her supple figure and busty breasts--to quietly leave her room.
Making sure to keep her movements barely audible, Maxine--almost eagerly--strolled to her son's door, turning the knob thereafter.
It was closed - of course it was. Good thing she'd made sure to keep a hidden master key downstairs in the event of emergencies.
As soon as Maxine retrieved the master key, she inserted it into her son's door and slowly turned. When with some nervousness, she opened the door, there was a slight creak that made her eyes widen.
Luckily, a slight creak was all there was. An exhale of relief taşköprü escort rolled out.
Gently ambling inside, Maxine beheld her son sleeping on his bed, as well as his bedside table where his phone was charging.
Immediately going to it, glancing to her soundly sleeping son from time to time, she reached out and picked it up; pressing the power button.
A wallpaper of her smiling self greeted her. She smiled, swiping upward. What she next saw made her frown.
'Use fingerprint or enter password.'
Maxine didn't even bother trying the password. She looked to her son. With pursed lips and the thought,
'Please don't wake up.', she tenderly took one of his fingers and placed it against the phone.
And it was open.
Maxine breathed a low sigh of relief. Eyes going over the apps displayed, she opened Chrome. The first thing she did was check his history. Things on Fortnite and GTA VI leaks and such. Nothing notable.
'Shucks...'
She closed Chrome and began scrolling about the phone. Discord was the next app to pique her curiosity.
Maxine was familiar with Discord, as she seldom used it to communicate with her drawing group.
Drawing was a hobby--barely--Maxine picked up after the death of her husband. She sometimes found it fun, but mostly tedious, as she wasn't the best artist and found improving much harder than most others did. She preferred Candy Crush.
Speaking of, why exactly did her gamer-snobby son have Candy Crush installed?
'Doesn't he say it's a boring game? Juvenile entertainment for "normie" mobile gamers such as myself? What an odd son I have.
Why would he change his mind...? Did he even change his mind? I wonder if he's even played it yet...'
Maxine tapped on Candy Crush. What welcomed her was not the main menu of Candy Crush, but rather a menu that said: "Mother-Son RP Unlimited - 18+|