Unknown to her, outside the bedroom door Eric stood in shock.
He had stopped over again to say goodnight. Before he could knock, however, he heard his mother moaning. It took him only seconds to realize his mother was masturbating. Amazingly, it sounded like she was saying his name. He didn’t think that was possible, but the thought of it excited him nonetheless.
In record time, his cock began to throb again. He took it out of his pants and began to stroke himself. He knew how crazy it was, but he couldn’t help it. He listened closely as he moved his hand rapidly. Suddenly, with little warning, he began to cum, spraying his cream against the door and on the carpet at his feet.
When he finally returned to his senses, he realized he had made a mess. He sheepishly and quietly went to the bathroom and found a towel to clean the door and the carpet.
* * * * *
The following morning, Melissa heard her son before she saw him. She stood at the stove with her back to him. She didn’t turn around as he took a seat at the table and picked up the Sunday newspaper. Melissa brought a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon over to the table and set it down.
“Good morning, Eric,” she said.
“Good morning,” he returned without looking up.
Melissa was feeling embarrassed about what had happened last night. She had watched him masturbate and then fantasized about having six with her own son. She has an almost irrational fear that he knew she had spied on him.
Taking a deep breath she said, “We have to get our skis and suitcases down from the attic. Can you do that for me?”
“Sure, Mom,” Eric answered as he looked up from the paper for the first time. “What time do we leave tomorrow?”
“Really early … we have to get up at four thirty a.m. I think the flight is at six-thirty. We go to England, Heathrow, and then on to Zurich, Switzerland. I think we arrive about five or six in the evening, their time.
“Uck! I can’t sleep on airplanes. Oh well, I guess we can sleep when we get there. I’ll get the luggage and our skis as soon as I eat,” he said. “I’m really hungry for some reason this morning.” He had masturbated twice more that night, thinking of his mother.
Melissa had climaxed twice in the hall without touching herself and then twice that night, using the dildo.