Gwyneth Paltrow/Son (Randomlion77 x celebstars)

It was early morning in the Paltrow house, Alex wakes up to the sunshine coming through the curtains on his bed. He yawns and stretches as he gets out of bed. Alex walks over to his closet and picks out a red t-shirt, grey shorts, and his Nikes. After getting dressed Alex walks downstairs into the kitchen of his family's beverly hills home and starts to fix his breakfast. It is his morning ritual, a bowl of cereal and a protein shake before his morning run. Alex finishes his food, laces up his shoes and puts in his earbuds and heads for the garage door. On his way he passes the laundry room and sees his mothers hamper sitting there, Alex walks in and rummages through it for a moment before pulling out a pair of his mothers panties. They are grey and white silk with a lace running around the waistband. Alex holds them up to his nose and breaths deeply. The smell of his mother is intoxicating, he hears a door open upstairs and decides it is time for him to make his exit. He puts the panties back and slips outside through the garage.

As he starts his run he begins to day dream of his mom wearing those delicate panties for him. He imagines how she would look striping for him, her blonde hair draping down her back as she bends over in a pair of heels. Suddenly he is shaken out of his fantasy by the sound of a car horn. In his daze he wandered out of the jogging lane and into the street. A car rushes by him, the driver yells something obscene that he is glad he didn't hear clear enough to make out. After the remainder of his run goes uninterrupted he turns back onto his street. He slows to a walk as he goes up the long driveway. He comes inside to see his father reading the morning paper and drinking his coffee at the table. "Hey Dad" Alex says as he goes to get a drink of water. Without looking up from the paper his father raises his coffee cup as a silent greeting. Alex makes his way upstairs so he can shower off.

Alex heads into his room and tosses his shoes and shirt into the closet. Before heading into the bathroom his phone buzzes, he pokes his head out the door and call to his mom, "Hey mom, do we have anything planned for later today? Joey wants to know if I can hangout"

Gwyneth was up before anyone like she usually was at the time of 5AM. Without washing or applying any makeup, she slipped out of her black silk nightie and put on a sports bra and some panties. Then adding a tight black tank top with tight black yoga pants, the mother set off on a run as she liked to keep fit and did nothing but promote a healthy lifestyle when she could.

Jogging through the local park, it was nice at this time, no one was around and anyone who was just looked away from her, not even bothering to get a picture or autograph as it was to early. Working up a sweat, the blonde woman started her journey back to her mansion and after 45 minutes she arrived at her home and walked down the alleyway to the side and then entered through the back door by the pool.

Heading straight for the shower she got undressed and placed her running clothes in the wash basket along with her bra and grey and white silk panties. The water was cooling her down after working up a sweat and it made her feel fresh and clean. Rubbing and soaking shampoo in to those golden locks, Gwyneth rinsed her hair and then got out, wrapping a towel around naked body and heading to her room with her husband.

Once dried and dressed, now wearing a white sweater with blue navy jeans and brown shoes, the mother had made her husband some breakfast before going to collect the laundry basket. "Yes we do!" She replied, shouting back to him as she was heading to the laundry room. "We have that therapy session, your not getting out of it! It is at noon!"

Gwyneth didn't even realise he was awake but she managed to get the basket out by the time he finished running. Sorting through the clothing, she placed her grey panties in along with others and noticed some stains on them. Holding the material to her face she sniffed at it and even stuck her tongue out to taste. Looking over her shoulder at an empty doorway, she wondered what it was she had found.

Alex shuts his door and starts to make his way to the shower. "Uggh, why do we always have these dumb therapy appointments. There always so boring." Alex thinks to himself as he gets in the bathroom and strips down. He feels the water with his hand and turns up the heat a bit more before hopping in. The shower is refreshing as the sweat from his run washes away. The heat from the water stimulating him slightly. Alex closed his eyes and began to fantasize about his mother again. This time thinking of how she looked while she was tanning out in the back yard a few days ago. The tanning oil making her skin glow, her long legs looking like something out of a Victoria's Secret commercial. He became erect thinking of her. He started to think about how her lips would feel on him. After quite a long shower he managed to relive himself, letting out a soft moan as he did.

He proceeded to clean himself throughly and got out smelling like some kind of south american jungle. Chuckling to himself as he drys off thinking "there is no way a really jungle smells like that." Alex wraps the towel around his waist as he walks over to the sink and shaves, he doesn't really have enough facial hair for it to even matter but he does it anyway. Next he applies some acne cream and brushes his teeth before going back into his room.

Alex makes his way over to his closet and picks out a dark blue shirt, a pair of khakis and a black belt accompanied by white leather shoes. He also puts on the silver watch his father gave him for his birthday last year. After getting dressed Alex heads downstairs and sits down on the couch in the living room. He takes out his phone and lets Joey know that he wont be able to hang out before picking up the latest issue of "Car and Driver" off the coffee table.

The blonde mother sorted through the laundry still, she washed the panties she had with other colours and then placed another wash on which was just whites. Taking the empty basket, she carried it up the staircase to the bathroom, knocking on the door as it was closed. When no answer came she opened it up to a hot steaming room. Shaking her head, she put the basket down where it belonged and went over to the small window to open it. "How many times do I have to tell that boy" she said to herself, watching the mist and condensation disappear.

Now going down the corridor to his room, she knocked politely like she did on the bathroom before entering. No one was in there to so she called out to him. "Alex?!" Going to the living room, she saw him reading a magazine and wearing his shoes. "I hate them shoes, why do you wear them?" She asked, hands on her hips and looking down at him from her tall height. "How many times have I said open the window when you shower! It is like you are preoccupied when your in there. Do it before you get in!"

Gwyneth strutted off, she was going to say plenty to this therapist when he arrived.