Redder

... A bright, vibrant red with some blonde highlights, which almost matched her lipstick. Kat smiled as Darryl felt her hair a little bit.

"Wow, Mom. "

"Yeah." Kat giggled. "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 smiled at Darryl. "Lots of ...everything."

As she moved to her room, Darryl rushed back to his to get his phone. He unzips his pants as he opens the Stepford app and sees his mother undressing.

"...the problem seems to be that you are taking too much responsibility. I understand wanting to be involved with the community, especially for your kids, but you have to keep things in perspective."

Kat, wearing a plaid turquiose dress with white petticoats, leaned forward as the young woman, Andi, wearing a off-white sweater and yellow skirt, twiddled her thumbs.

"The time you are taking trying to volunteer at the library is taking time out of taking care of your husband and daughter. They feel neglected by you, and your husband's coldness towards you might have something to do with that."

"Do you really think so?"

"See, Andi," Darryl chimed in on cue, "your husband has precious little time on his hands...."

As Darryl went on, Kat watched and nod. He seems to be getting better as time goes on. He has become invaluable, becoming the heart of most sessions. Hell, he talked a lot more than she did! Sometimes, she couldn't get a word in edgewise.

In his white dress shirt and khakis, he also looked incredibly professional. Also, it emphasized his figure, showing off his abs.

As Darryl spoke, Kat's mind began to wander. Particularly about her son. How... handsome he was. She began to think back to that day where she saw her boy's nude figure stand before her.

Kat didn't know why, but she just felt more and more aroused by that image, her son's body, and she could just see him there, in those impressive suits.

As she fantasized, she 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.

Eventually, Darryl finished his explanation ("Focus on your family, not yourself" in short), and the session ended.

Kat and Darryl 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.

"You're getting really good at these."

"Thanks, Mom. That training at Stepford U has really helped me."

"I could imagine." Kat pondered as she fluffed the pillows. "You know, you've been doing so well here, I'm thinking that maybe some sessions, you could take the lead."

Darryl leaned back at his chair. "Really?"

"Yeah, you could ask the patients questions and give them explanations. I'll just sit there and observe you. Try to improve your skills. You think you'd be up to that?"

"I think so, yeah." Darryl couldn't hide his excitement very well.

"Alright, then you shall take lead next time."

"Ta-da!"

Kat placed Darryl's dinner in front of him (some brisket with salad), and practically danced to her seat with her own brisket. Like she was in an MGM musical.

Darryl took one bite. "Holy shit!"

Kat smiled and giggled.

Darryl took another bite. "Mom, this is great!"

His mom was always a great cook, but this was somehow better than anything she had made before.

"I just feel a lot more motivated! Just... more inspired."

"I can see."

The two ate the brisket and talked about the sessions and the new arrangement.

"You know, Mom, 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 was amused by the entire suggestion.

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

"Well, with you doing all the work, what's little ole me going to do?"

"Well, you could definitely cook a lot more."

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, putting on an yellow babydoll, and took her lexapro.

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 crotch, rubbing her clitoris through her green panties.

As it got warmer, the fantasies got stronger. More apparent, and clearer. She removed her green panties and began rubbing directly on her clitoris.

"Yes... yes...."

She continued rubbing and the feelings just got stronger.

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

Her fingers had started getting wet, and it seemed like the feeling would continue to build....

"Uh... Mom."

Kat jumped at the real Darryl standing in the doorway in his pyjamas.

Kat stammered a little, while Darryl looked down.

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

"Oh... yeah, yeah."

She grabbed the watch from the drawer and gave it to him.

"Well, goodnight, Mom."

"Goodnight, Darryl."

Darryl walked back to his room, careful to not make his complete excitement clear.

As for Kat, her session interrupted, and her feeling guilty at the scene that unfolded, she turned off the light, and worried about waking up and confronting this.