Unbelievable
After Mr. Peterson left there was a strained silence in the Summers' house. Buffy looked at her mother, then at Giles and opened her mouth to speak. Before she could get a word out, Joyce said. "Rupert... I'd like a word... in private please." She took hold of his arm and pulled him into the kitchen leaving Xander and Buffy to face each other in the living room.
Buffy looked at him. "My mother! You were down here kissing my mother! You're unbelievable....What the Hell were you thinking of?"
Xander laughed, nervously. "I think that would be obvious." Buffy frowned so he continued. "She's a beautiful woman.... Who's been very good to me. I kissed her to distract her, then she wouldn't go upstairs and find you and Giles. I thought she'd slap my face. I never thought she'd kiss me back." He stopped and smiled at the memory. "Never in a million years or else..."
"Or else you wouldn't have done it?"
He looked serious for a second. "Or else... I'd have done it ages ago."
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Joyce looked at Giles. "My daughter! You were upstairs screwing my daughter! You're unbelievable.... What the Hell were you thinking of?"
Giles sighed. "Could I just point out that when I came down here, *you* were busy groping one of your daughter's best friends. I was probably thinking exactly the same thing you were."
Joyce narrowed her eyes. "Don't try and be clever with me, Rupert. Buffy's my daughter and I trusted you with her. I know she's technically an adult, but if you hurt her in any way.... You're gonna be able to join the local choir as a soprano."
"I won't hurt her Joyce. I love her. I've watched her grow for the last three years. In that time all I've ever wanted to do is wrap her up and keep her safe. It's been so difficult, just standing there and watching."
Joyce sighed. "Welcome to my world."
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Buffy was just staring at Xander, open-mouthed, when Giles came out of the kitchen. You could have cut the atmosphere with a knife. He took one look at the two of them and said. "Come on Buffy, I think we should go somewhere... give your mother time to think things through." He looked at Xander, pointedly. "She's still a little upset."
Xander frowned. "Meaning I should make myself scarce as well? Not a chance." He looked straight at Buffy. "I need to talk to her. Find out how she feels, before she starts to deny it ever happened." Buffy glared at him, but she didn't say a word. Instead she followed Giles out to his car.
"Where are we going?" She asked, as he started the car.
"My apartment."
"But... Cordelia!"
"Left for her parents' house this morning. So we have the place to ourselves."
Buffy did not say a word. She just slipped her hand between his legs and stroked him. "That's nice."
Giles closed his eyes. "Yes! Very nice." He pulled her hand away, reluctantly, put the car into gear and set off down the road.
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Joyce was leaning against one of the kitchen counter's, staring into space. Xander walked up to her and took hold of her hand. "Joyce, I... We need to talk."
She smiled at him sweetly. "Don't worry about it Xander. I know you only kissed me to distract me. To stop me finding out about Buffy. It was sweet of you to try to help her. I won't hold it against you, honestly."
Xander took hold of her other hand. "I knew you'd do this." He stroked her fingers gently, she felt shivers of pleasure run along her spine at his touch. "I've been wanting to kiss you for a long time." He was gazing at her with beautiful, brown eyes. "I just never imagined.... Well, I did imagine it, especially late at night, when I... Oh God! I can't think straight when I'm near you." He bent down and kissed her, hungrily. She opened her mouth under his and his tongue entered her, exploring the inside of her mouth and entwining and stroking her tongue.
He let go of her hands and slid his palms up to her shoulders, caressing her neck and slipping his fingers through her silky, blonde hair. She moaned, slipping her hands round his neck and pulling him closer. She could hardly stand up as he started to kiss her face and neck, quick, soft kisses that turned her knees to jelly. She shivered. He pulled away. "Are you alright?"
She smiled at him. "Yes, I'm fine... but I seem to be having a little difficulty keeping upright."
He grinned. "Surprisingly... I don't seem to have that problem."
"Xander!"
Again he just looked at her. "It's the way you make me feel. I wouldn't try anything..."
She put her finger on his lips. "I know." She pulled him into the hallway. "That's why it's up to me to drag you up to my room... and screw you to my bed."
He laughed, pulling her back to face him. "What if I don't want to go?"
She licked her lips. "Then I'll just have to go to bed by myself." She pulled away from him and walked to the bottom of the stairs. With a sideways glance, she pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders and let it pool at her feet. Xander just stared, she had a fabulous body, which was now only covered by a lacy bra, panties, stockings and a pair of heels.
"Oh God!" He groaned. "When did I fall asleep?" She started to climb the stairs, out of his sight. The bra slid down the bannister onto the floor, closely followed by the shoes.
He picked up her clothes, following as slowly as his raging hard-on would let him. On the turn of the stairs he found her stockings. That wasn't fair, he'd wanted to take those off. Then he grinned. Maybe next time.
He climbed up the rest of the stairs and found her panties hanging from the handle of her door. He added them to the pile of clothes in his arms and opened the door. She was lay on the bed, naked, her eyes closed. "Don't tell me... Sleeping Beauty. Now how did that story go? Oh yeah... I remember now." He threw her clothes down, sat down on the bed and kissed her on her lips. She moved slightly but didn't open her eyes. "Doesn't work.... What a shame.... I'll have to try somewhere else."
He kissed her neck gently and gradually worked his way down over her collarbone and across her delicately rounded breasts to her erect nipples. She shifted a little under him to give him better access, but did not open her eyes. He circled them with his tongue, taking one into his mouth to suck, nip and nibble while pinching and rolling the other between his fingers. She moaned, her stomach tightening and her swollen clit tingling, but she refused to open her eyes.
Reluctantly, he left her breasts and his tongue traveled down to her navel, swirling around and inside it. She giggled, but did not open her eyes. He got up, he was getting very hot, to say nothing of uncomfortable, he pulled off all his clothes except his boxers, which were tented out in front by his huge erection. He moved round so that he was between her legs. He held her legs open and kissed slowly up her inner thighs, nipping and licking at the soft, white skin. Her moans grew louder the higher he went, until he started to nuzzle at the damp blonde curls. She smelled so exciting. She opened her legs wide and pushed her cunt against his face. He pushed his tongue into her dripping opening, tasting her and teasing her.
He ran the rough surface of his tongue along the cleft up to her clit and kissed it gently. He looked up at her. She was smiling back at him. "You took your time."
He pulled away, ignoring her sudden frown. "I was enjoying the journey." He bent down to her clit and licked round it. She arched her back, pressing herself closer to him. He sucked the tiny nub gently, but the sight of her gorgeous breasts, heaving as she panted, was too much for him. He replaced his mouth with his fingers and crawled up until he could suckle on her sensitive tits while he rubbed her.
His mouth on her nipples only intensified the stimulation of her clit. At each gentle rub her muscles clamped themselves tighter and tighter, until at last they released, throbbing and twitching, her hips bucking under his hand.
When her body stopped shaking, he let her nipple slip out of his mouth and moved up to kiss her gently on the lips. She threaded her fingers through his hair and kissed him back, deeply. "Mmm! That was so good." She looked down at his huge, stiff cock jutting halfway out of his shorts. "I think that needs a little attention." She reached down and rubbed it firmly. "Mmm! I know exactly where this needs to go." It was Xander's turn to shut his eyes and pant.
He carefully pulled off his shorts. He looked round desperately for his jeans. Joyce smiled and reached into her night stand for a small foil packet. "Lost something?" She asked. He took it gratefully and quickly rolled the condom onto his shaft. He knelt between her legs and slowly guided the head of his cock into her welcoming heat. She was tight around him, but stretched as he pushed further inside. Her hot, wet vagina caressing him gently as he started to plunge in and out of her. He could feel her all around him. Every movement was stimulating the sensitive skin and sending bolts of lightening through his body.
He filled her completely. Every thrust rubbed the sensitive walls of her vagina and massaged her inner muscles. As the heat built again in her clit, she tightened around him, heightening the sensations. She pushed up against him, keeping up with his rhythm. With every stroke, the vibrations throbbed through her body, sending her higher and higher, until she came with long, hard shudders.
The ripples of her orgasm sent him over the edge. The feeling in his balls tightened until there was nothing else he could do and he came, pumping his cum deep inside her. He moved slowly in and out of her until there was nothing left. He pulled out of her carefully and got rid of the rubber. He collapsed next to her on the bed and held her close. She kissed him gently.
"That wasn't the first time you've done that." Joyce said, stroking his damp hair.
"No, but it was the first time with someone I really care for."
"It makes a big difference doesn't it?"
He gave her a huge, exhausted grin. "Joyce.... It was unbelievable!"