Blonder

... revealing her stunning strawberry blonde hair, with an emphasis on the blonde part.

"Wow, Mom. "

"Yeah." Kat giggled as she puffed up her hair a little. "I finally see the appeal of this look. It really makes you feel good!"

Kat twirled, her skirt fanning out. Darryl stood in admiration. Even in the planning stages, never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined such an incredible transformation.

"Well, I have a lot of stuff to unpack." Kat moved up the stairs and winked at Darryl. "Lots of ... well I don't want to spoil the surprise."

She giggled a bit, and gave Darryl a small kiss on the cheek. She just felt like it, and she loved it.

She looked back and smiled, nodding and shaking her hips purposefully. Kat didn't know why, but she felt a little like teasing Darryl a little.

Darryl could feel the saliva forming as she moved to her room with the bags.

"I don't know, Doc, since we moved here, we've just been growing apart"

Kat, wearing a wiggle blue dress, leaned forward as the older woman, Joannie, wearing a white sleveless shirt and jeans, put her foot on the couch.

"He just seems.... angry at the move. Angry at me. I just don't know what to do with him."

"Well," Kat smiled at her.... most handsome son. "You came to the right place."

"You think you can help out a little with my son? Since you're like a team or somethin'?"

"Not in mine, sorry, our expertise, but I think we could do it, right Darryl?"

"See, Joannie," Darryl replied, "You need to communicate more with your son."

"Well, I do..."

"Not in a judgmental way, but try to reach a middle ground. Understand where he's coming from."

"Well, I know..."

"See, right there,

As Darryl continued, pointing out flaws with the approach, Kat eyeballed her son. Those damn khakis, that damn button-up, those fucking abs.... And that dick.... Kat didn't know what came over her, but she just couldn't help fantasizing about her own son. Just envisioning him in his suits. She smiled and slowly moved her hand to her lap and started breathing a little harder. She didn't know what was happening, why she was thinking of her son in such a... reverse Freudian way, but she also couldn't deny her feelings, especially seeing how his shirt cover his sexy, sexy, abs.

And she just felt absolutely no shame about. In fact, it seemed pretty good.

"Doctor Morgan?"

Kat was broken from her trance by Joannie.

"Do you agree with Darryl?"

"Wha..."

"To have her son come into the session?" Darryl picked up on Kat's euphoric state.

"Yes..." Kat looked over the woman. Fairly attractive, though didn't emphasize it. She could see the possibilities. "Yeah, bring your son, we could do some counselling."

"Alright, thanks, doc and.... son?"

Kat and Darryl waved Joannie goodbye, and began their new end of the day ritual, with Darryl typing up the notes, and Kat doing some cleaning on the couch and around the office. Though Kat just stared at her son, just watching him. She clinched her teeth just thinking about him, before he started speaking.

"Hey, Mom?"

"Huh?"

"I was thinking.... the next session with Joannie, I could take lead."

"Oh? You have what it takes?"

"I have all that Stepford U training, and I have been leading a little more patients this time around. Plus, her son might relate more to someone like me. Help guide him a little."

"That's true... and to be a good psychiatrist, you have to be able to work without your... mommy." Kat slurred the word a little bit. "looking over your shoulder."

Darryl was confused, but liked it a little. "Exactly."

"Alright, sounds good to me. Maybe we could show how to be a close mom-son couple."

"You know it, Mom."

You know, Mom," Darryl asked his mom over brisket at dinner, "since I'm taking lead, I think it... might be best if I also start taking more responsibility."

"_More _responsibility? You want to do more work?" Kat smiled and giggled.

"Yeah, like promotion or finances. Just lift the load off of you."

"Well, if it gets work off my hands, I'm fine. Still, I could help a little. Maybe interface with patients a little. Help schedule meetings."

Darryl was caught off-guard by this, but quickly responded, "Uh, yeah, yeah, let's do that."

"Then, it's settled." Kat raised a glass and toasted. "To less work for me." Kat giggled. Darryl was just baffled a little.

Maybe ask the mask guy about this.

The two laughed and finished their dinner. They headed upstairs together and hugged.

"Night, Kat"

"Night, Darryl"

The hug was tight, with the two grabbing their respective backs.

Kat came into her room, and got undressed to take a shower, taking a lexapro before heading inside.

As she turned on the shower and the water poured over her naked body,, she began to think about Darryl, and those fantasies from earlier in the day came back in ****. The images just became too much for her, and she slowly moved her hand over her vagina, rubbing her clitoris, with a lot of vigor. She grabbed her breast and moaned.

The fantasies got stronger, as she rubbed it. More apparent, and clearer.

"Yes... yes.... Oh, Darryl..."

She brazenly masturbated, grabbing the top of the door

"Uh... Mom."

Kat looked through the foggy door to see her son standing there. She... smiled. For some reason, there was no embarrassment. She did turn and stop masturbating, but the feeling of him being there just increased her excitement. She just had no shame.

"Just wanted to see if you still had that watch with the timer."

"In the drawer next to my bed."

He went over to the drawer.

"You know, you really shouldn't come in on your mother showering."

"Sorry..."

"Don't worry, I won't tell." Kat just giggled, and turned to give Darryl a little sideboob.

"Well, huhm goodnight, Mom."

"Nighty-night, sweetheart."

Kat went back to her business in the shower, except incorporating the scene that just played out before her into it. Darryl just walked away, confused a little at what had just happened, but still aroused