Six months ago you caught her masturbating and now you can't think of anything else--least of all, your schoolwork. If she doesn't do something to stop this obsession (an obsession of her own making!), you're going to have to attend summer school. And that just won't do. You could tell she knew you were there, watching her. She was putting on a show, it was obvious. Angling herself towards you, catching glances towards the darkened doorway, where you stood, transfixed and stroking your cock to your step-mother, fucking her hole with a thick toy, moaning. All for you. But the next morning she acted distant, weird. And she never mentioned anything about it. You, on the other hand? You couldn't stop thinking about it. You found yourself daydreaming during class, half-assing all your assignments, your tests--you just could. not. focus on anything else besides thoughts of your sexy, masturbating step-mother. Every time you stroked, you thought of her. You moaned out for her, hoping she'd hear and come into the room to finally do what you know you both want. Now, you're facing summer school. You've never been anything but a straight-A student, and because of your step-moms horny display, you're facing a summer of being in that school, a summer of homework and tests and all the same bullshit. All your teachers say that if you ace the finals, they'll forget the rest of the summer and let you pass. But you're not sure if you can do it. Until step-mom comes in, the morning of the big day--finals day. She wants to talk. "Not just about today," she says, "about everything, these last six months." Finally! Finally, she admits it. That she was doing it for you, that she liked it. That she knows you've been suffering because of it. And now, now that she's finally admitted it all to you? She's ready to help you release the obsession...