There was an attempt

Melissa threw the irritating mail onto the coffee table and made her way to the bathroom on autopilot. When she walked in, her mind blanked. She couldn't remember why she had come into the bathroom. She glanced at Mike back in the lounge room, tapping away at his "Mister PC" toy or whatever it was, not that she cared. She'd done her best to raise him right, but there was only so much teenage delinquency she could handle. She still loved him of course, but had given up caring about his lecherous behavior and just let him do whatever he wanted. Speaking of lecherous behaviour, she thought to herself meekly. Melissa closed the bathroom door behind her to indulge herself in some "me time".

Melissa dropped her pants around her ankles and leant forward against the sink. She gently worked her fingers against her sex and gradually built up momentum. She couldn't remember the last time she'd masturbated, but it just felt like the right thing to do at this moment. As she got more engrossed in her own pleasure, her mind wandered. She imagined a strong pair of forearms wrapping around her waist as a tall dark stranger passionately took her from behind. Large hands cupping and squeezing her breasts for leverage as her dream man slammed against her pear shaped rump.

Just as Melissa was drifting deeper into her fantasies, the bathroom door flung open.

"haHAA! got you!" Mike exclaimed as he leapt into the room pointing at his mother.

Melissa jumped at the loud intrusion, but her fright instantly dissipated when she realized it was her son's doing.

"H-How does it FEEL?" Mike faltered.

Melissa simply ignored him and turned her attention back to her excited clit. She went right back to masturbating and moaning. Mike dropped his arm and stood there awkwardly watching his mom go to town. He didn't even have a chance to ponder his failure before Melissa's moans began to grow louder. They ramped up in intensity and Melissa's eyes screwed shut. She went quiet and her whole body tensed, twisted and then shuddered through a powerful orgasm. Mike gawked at his mom's rhythmically clenching butt cheeks as she bucked her hips against her own hand.

Mike's cock hardened and he gripped it unconsciously as he watched. **** could wait. He had new a plan in mind.