Looking up from his seat in the middle of the basement Xander Harris was surprised to hear the door to the basement being opened. He knew it would be a guest for him as anyone was coming to see him would know better to avoid the front door aka his parents and just come round the back and see him. Setting down his well-worn copy of 'On the road' he looked up see who was coming to see him at this late hour and as he would have guessed it was his not so girlfriend Joyce Summers. "Are you coming to see me for a late-night shag?" Xander asked and then cursed a little. He had been spending way too much time with that blond leech Spike.

Joyce Summers couldn't help but laugh a little at his question as she came down the stairs. "Is that all I am to you? A little booty call?"

Her sexy smile always caused him to grin back at her. Her playful side had been a welcome discovery and a very unexpected one as he stood up to greet her. "Of course not. If I was able, I'd like to call your boobs, your thighs. your hips, your lips, your..."

"Oh, shut up," she laughed at him. "I haven't seen you for three days and Buffy finally returned a call telling about some haunted frat house that you all attended. She gave the briefest mention of you being dumped into a bath filled of water and nearly drowned. I couldn't help but be… concerned," she admitted. "How do you feel?"

"Like a guy who was a nearly dumped into a bath filled of water and nearly drowned," he deadpanned.

"Be serious, please," she asked him.

Joyce's sincere concern forced him to comply. "Some ghosts forced me into the tub and caused me to stay under the water. I was about to drown for good, but Spike pulled me out at the last moment." Off her surprised look he continued. "But before you go and send him flowers to whatever crypt or rock, he might be under I will say I had to pay him first to go back into the haunted house where Buffy and Riley were trapped in and then after we exited the house, I had to pay him double for saving my life so hardly worth singing his praises!" The young man scowled at the loss of his earnings.

"Sounds terrible," Joyce commented before sitting down. "She just mentioned it so briefly like it almost nothing like commenting on the weather in the morning." The woman said almost to herself not quite believing how casual her daughter could be at such a near death experience nearly happening to one of her closest friends. She knew since last year of Buffy's last year of high school the truth about her daughter's calling and the weight of the world on her shoulders. On one hand it had given Joyce a better understanding about Buffy's performance at school as she knew that her daughter had never been an unintelligent girl. She'd always done well on standardized testing, but she had hardly ever applied herself. Joyce now knew that much of that was Buffy being distracted by her duties as a Slayer but still hearing about Buffy the soldier, the warrior was a little discontenting.

"It's really nothing Joyce," Xander remarked moving to her. "I have seen Buffy stabbed, shot, drowned, bruised, covered in puss, smile, dust and so on. I'm sure to her being the slayer it is nothing but another dollar and day."

"Well, that doesn't make me feel any better," Joyce said bringing her arms up to hug herself at the idea of her only child near death so many times over and Xander winced at his careless mouth.

"I'm sorry just being on the hellmouth means that in order to look out for one another we have to endure a little hardship and deal with life and death," Xander explained to her. "Each of us: Willow, Giles, Buffy, and everyone else who graced our little group had dodged the bullet at one time or another. I guess we feel it is part of life," he took her hands in his own. "But I'm glad you cared all the same."

She returned his smile happy in his presence but anything else that she would have said was interrupted by the sounds of a crash coming from upstairs. "Guess that means that date night has ended," Xander remarked darkly.

Tilting her head to the side, Joyce strained to hear the muffled shouts of a man and a woman. "Are they always like this?" she asked him.

Giving her a smile that held so much sadness, Xander answered, "They don't bother me when I'm not in their way. They're too drunk to remember that they have a basement, let alone a son." He looked at her and considered her presence. "You might want to get going just encase they decided to come down and get me involved."

"Xander," Joyce began to say but he cut her off.

"I'll be okay," he said without much conviction she noted.

"I'm not going to leave you here alone," the Slayer's mother stated firmly. "You need to get out of this place! You are subterranean," she replied gesturing around the room. "I mean look at this place! No girl is going to want to come back here or even stay when they see it."

"Another girl?" Xander repeated with a raised eyebrow. "Oh, are we seeing other people now?"

"You know what I mean," Joyce told him softly before speaking up. "How about this you come back to my place tonight? Then tomorrow we can take a look at finding you a place?"

"While I have no complaints about going over to yours," He smirked a little before adding. however, have issue with the second part. You see proper apartments cost money. Much more money than this basement and more money than I earn."

"But you don't know how much apartments cost until you go out and really look," Joyce pointed out.

Flinching at another loud breaking noise from above, Xander asked, "You think that I haven't? Joyce, I've been looking at the listings in the newspaper since I was twelve. I know how much apartments cost."

"But maybe you haven't seen all of them. Maybe we can find you one somewhere where it's less expensive." Mrs Summers said softly smiling sweetly.

Laying back and bringing her with him, Xander said, "Maybe I should just stay here."

"Xander," she said slowly, her hand moving to his forearm then gliding up to cup his cheek. "This place isn't good for you. You hate it here; you've always hated it here."

"I know," he whispered. "But it's the only place I know."

"But it doesn't have to be," Joyce told him cursing his parents for not supporting him or offering any words of encouraging him. "I know you. You have overcome so much more than you probably realised. Besides, if you get your own place I can come and visit at any time," she added.

"Oh, I thought I was inviting random girls back to my new pad?" Xander joked.

"They will have to take a number and get in line," Joyce purred before kissing him. After a moment of sweet kissing, Joyce crawled onto Xander's lap, and the kiss intensified as his hands found her hips and held her tightly. She arched her back, forcing her breasts to press even hard against his chest. Her heart rate quickened, and she could feel the thump of his heart against her. His lips slid away from hers but stayed attached to her skin. They travelled across her cheek, then down her jaw to her pulse point. Hearing her heavy breathing in his ear and feeling her hands tighten on his shoulders, Xander continued doing what he was doing until they heard another bang.

At the sound of something rather large thumping against the ceiling above them and the sound of his mother's shrill voice taunting his father, Xander shook his head. "We should go. This isn't going to stop until dawn and it sounds like it's going to get worse before it gets better."

"Don't worry I think I can take your mind off it all when I get you back to mine," Joyce said a fair amount of seduction and Xander couldn't help but grin in response.

XXXXXXXXXXXX

"This is a lot better than your old basement Xander," Willow told him as she looked around his new apartment. After spending a night at Joyce's, he and the older woman had done a more proper and wider search on looking at what was available in the housing market than he had ever done so before and found this small but perfectly reasonable apartment near Pleasant View cemetery. Xander was still pessimistic at his chances of actually getting it so was reluctant to arrange a view, but Mrs Summers had been… very convincing in her argument and sent the young man to check out the flat. Much to Xander's surprise the landlord agreed to Xander's offer, apparently, he had a problem with gangs of vandals attacking some of the residents time to time so was keen to get someone else into the flat who was willing to stay there.

Xander turned around from where he had been emptying a box of videos into shelving unit. "I don't know, I miss that whole 'hole in the ground' feel the old place had. I thought it was kind of romantic."

Setting down another box Buffy just laughed, "Oh yeah that great view of your water heater was soooo sexy no wonder you stayed there so long!"

Xander rolled his eyes at her comment and silently seethed. 'Can't all go to college and study while our tuitions are paid for by our parents,' he thought darkly. Today was the first day he was moving in and he, Buffy and Willow had been unloading his stuff from the hire van Xander had used to transport it in. "Well anyways," he began. "You should both feel honoured to spend the night at Casa El Xander's, a place that features popcorn, chocolate and all kinds of pizza!" Off their guilty looks that they exchanged he frowned. "What?"

"It's just… I have to patrol to look for Adam," Buffy began.

"Adam hasn't been seen or heard in weeks," Xander pointed out. "I'm sure one night off isn't going to hurt." Buffy seemed to work on her own timetable at times. She was cool about taking a night off to go on a date with Riley or go to some frat party but hang with one of her oldest friends and suddenly her diary was full.

"But you know what that means Xander no news is bad news," she countered.

"Fine," he replied sullen knowing not to press the issue however he hadn't realised that was meant to grateful for getting only a few hours of the slayer's presence. He perked up a little turning to Willow. "Guess it's just you and me Wills," he announced before seeing her guilty expression. "What is wrong?" he asked sharply again.

Her hands were nervously tugging at her jumper. Anytime something had her flustered she messed with her clothes. "I already promised Tara I would go her place and we would work on a location spell to help Buffy track Adam."

She seemed to shrink back a step when he advanced. Not in fear as much as guilt. He instantly knew why. "So, you are not staying as well?" he asked in slight anger.

"Hey! Leave her alone we are trying to locate the big bad!" Buffy told him. "It's called having responsibilities!"

"I get all that, but this is my moving in day!" Xander exclaimed in frustration. "I've been dreaming about this day all my life," he turned to Willow who winced when his scowl aimed at her. "You've known that better than most!"

"But you don't even have a television," the redhead tried to make a joke which failed in her audience. Xander was not amused.

"Thanks for reminding me," he replied looking depressed. "It's okay I get it you guys. You can head off."

"Xander don't be like this," Willow began but Xander waved her off.

"It's fine I could use the time to unpack and set up shop anyway," Xander said looking around the boxes.

"See totally there you go," Buffy beamed. "You can set this place up all nice and like with a tv and we will be here to celebrate!" She nodded with effect. A few minutes later and a few short goodbyes and Xander was left alone in his new pad. He looked around with a sigh, this was meant to be the dawn of a new time for him and yet he was alone. As had alone as he had been in a basement. He didn't expect his friends to drop the fate of the world at a moment's glance but to make little in the way of effort for him was still humbling and depressing.

A thought occurred to him, and he walked over to where his phone was and dialled a number. After a few rings a voice answered. "Hello," came Joyce Summers on the other end.

He smiled at her voice on the other end of the phone. "Hi there, the kingdom of Xander Harris would like you to take a call on behalf on it's king Xander, would you like to answer?" His joke was met with her laughter.

"Well, hello there King Xander, how goes the moving day?" she asked him generally interested.

"Pretty good," he said looking around the apartment. "Your daughter's slaying strength came in handy for once so everything is inside."

Joyce noted a tone in his voice. "But?"

"But…" he sighed. "She and Willow have prior engagements, so I have been left in my kingdom all alone."

"And you thought that you would just call me, and I would come running?" Joyce replied with an arched eyebrow.

Xander slightly cursed. "I'm sorry I didn't mean it to come out like that."

Her laughter was the only thing she heard at the other end of the phone. "I'm just teasing you Xander I understand." In truth she was hoping he would call her but understood that he was most likely be busy with his friends. It would seem fate once again was edging Xander and herself together. "If I come over you better be cooking something nice," she instructed.

"I can do that," Xander said mentally going over what recipes he could cook up.

"And I expect nothing less than 5-star treatment when staying there," Joyce told him unable to hide a grin every though she was at work.

"I offer that and more," Xander responded.

"Then I shall be seeing you later around 8ish," Joyce said and Xander couldn't help but smile a little as the idea of her coming around to see his place.

XXXXXXX

This wasn't the way it was supposed to be. That thought ran through Joyce Summer's mind momentarily as a fresh wave of sensations caused her to cry out, "Oh God... Ohgodohgodohgod… yes...ah…ah...ah!" As soon as she walked into Xander's apartment she expected a long kiss from her not boyfriend, followed by the status of the dinner he was cooking for them.

She wasn't prepared to be dinner.

Xander pulled her into the apartment, threw her on the couch, fell to his knees, tore her skirt off, then spread her legs. She gasped at the look in his eyes. Then her own rolled into the back of her head when he began licking her through her panties. He was only able to get past seven licks before he needed to taste her bare flesh. A quick tug of her panties sent them somewhere. She doesn't remember where. The next thing that registered in her mind was the warm mouth that enveloped her sex, followed by the dark locks her fingers combed through as his tongue made love to her in an insatiable fashion.

Joyce gritted her teeth, enjoying the vibrations of his tongue using long broad strokes, parting her wet nether lips and suckling the tender flesh there. Her fists gripped the couch hard as his lips kissed every square inch of her sex.

"Taste so good Joyce," Xander rocked his head back and forth between her thighs, feasting on her labia, lapping his wet tongue over her clit again and again. His hands held her ass cheeks, squeezing the firm flesh almost in rhythm with his tongue. The older woman arched her hips, grinding his face, urging him on. He gently nibbled her erect clit, lashing it repeatedly, then sucked it into his mouth, keeping it wet as he could.

Joyce panted loud, her hand on top of his head, guiding him just where he wanted her. She couldn't get enough of his tongue. Of the way he worshiped her with his mouth. Of the grunts and moans he made as he focused solely on eating her pussy and not a damn thing else in the world. "Yes! uh... uh... uh... so good!" She growled, her fist slamming down hard on one of the seat cushions; and he loved that reaction almost as much as he loved the way she tasted. His tongue pushed at her entrance; now so wet he could easily slip his tongue inside. Xander fucked her with his tongue, loving the texture and taste of her inner walls. The way her body seemed to try and suck his in. He pushed hard, stabbing his tongue into her as fast as he could, sampling her essence and wanting more. Joyce rocked her hips in time with his tongue thrusts, fucking him as he fucked her, bucking at his mouth.

The mother of the slayer could feel that familiar tightening in her body. That feminine string being pulled tight, so ready to snap. She was so wet, on the edge of climaxing hard. Her walls were clenching at his tongue but needing more. Needing something bigger. She needed this and needed it right now. His lips were sucking on her pussy so hard, and it just felt to good. "Please Xander... oh please... please!"

Lifting her by her butt off the couch. Xander lashed her entire pussy gasping as if he were dying. She howled out loud when he suddenly rammed three fingers inside her and began pumping them very fast, twisting his wrist so that they moved around. Finally... her body had something to clench on. The fingers were slamming into and all she could do was cry out in ecstasy. That did the trick as her body began to shake Joyce held his head between her thighs, humping his hand as she came in spasming waves, clenching hard on his fingers, feeling her pussy grow wetter and wetter as she came in surging pulses, moaning his name. Xander felt her body slowly fall back to normal as she grew quite. He gently removed his fingers, then slowly began lapping her sex, easing her off the edge. A minute later he placed one wet, open-mouthed kiss on her clit, then sat back on the floor, just watching her.

From the deep flush on her face, the light sheen of sweat on her neck, to that little lip quiver that drove him mad, to her heavy laboured breathing and the way her body laid limp one could tell Joyce had been thoroughly satisfied. Xander felt like a God. "Joyce, you look so beautiful when you cum."

The older woman sat up, naked from the waist down. Her legs didn't work yet. She didn't reply. Didn't even open her eyes. Her breathing calmed. She knew he was sitting there on the floor just smirking his handsome ass off. And as fantastic as that orgasm was... She had to wipe that smirk off his face. She had enough of men being smug in her presence. She leaped off the couch and barrelled into him on the floor, pushing him down on his back. Her lips curled around his in the wettest of kisses as she worked on ridding herself of the rest of her clothes. She inhaled his moans while sucking on his tongue, giving him a preview of things to come.

She pulled back, now sitting astride his lap, looking down at him. "Don't say a fucking word," she ordered giving him a rare swearword. Scooting back a bit she slowly pulled his belt off, then ran her fingers over his hard cock through his jeans. A sexy smile crossed her lips when it jumped at her touch, knowing it's master. "Good boy." She was his goddess. She owned him and he wouldn't have it any other way.

Joyce squeezed his cock as he arched just a bit into her hand. "I want you to lay perfectly still, Xander." He nodded as she unbuttoned his jeans. Pulling them open she tugged them down along with his underwear.

"Wouldn't you prefer we go in the bedroom or at least the couch?" Xander asked her out loud knowing it would be more comfortable for both of them than just the floor.

"No," came her swift reply.

"But-" Xander began but was cut off.

"Xander say another word and I won't suck your cock," she warned in a soft voice. She heard the sudden intake of air from Xander when she squeezed him hard. "You've had your dinner. Now let me have mine." The devil in her eyes winked at him. She knew he wouldn't say another word if an alien invasion were taking place outside. He wondered if his cock could get any harder as she slowly stroked him from base to tip. Licking her lips while keeping her eyes on him, she winked. The next thing she did Xander did not see as his eyes drew shut. Her soft tongue lapped at a drop of pre-cum cresting on the head of his penis. When he opened his eyes the thinnest string of pre-cum connected her tongue to the head of his cock. Xander's heart stopped. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. He simply could not tear his eyes away.

Not wasting another moment, Joyce took him into her mouth, descending her lips until she had him deep as she could go. Her tongue lapped the length of his cock as she began to bob her head, sucking on his cock so slow, savouring the taste of him. There on the carpet of his new apartment Joyce gave him a blowjob better than any before. Months of being together had taught her every kink, every like and dislike that her young lover had. She truly enjoyed oral sex with him. Loved the power she felt and the pleasure she could give. Loved hearing his moans, groans and reactions to her techniques she used on him. Loved the rush of dominance the act gave her. Her teeth grazed his length ever so gently as she picked up the pace, sucking a bit harder now, using less tongue and more suction. His cock glistened with her saliva as she pulled him in and out of her mouth, relishing in her power.

Her tongue laved the length of his hard cock until when took it back into the warm cavern of her mouth and sucked him in all the way down to the nest of dark curls. To his ultimate pleasure she knew how to deep throat and do it without even a hint of gagging. Her throat muscles pulled on his cock in the most delicious way as she breathed through her nose and sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks. Xander could feel his cock growing thicker, his balls tightening. He was so close. So damn close his toes were curling and his fingers clenched into fists. He sighed, moaned, growled, cried out, and yelled her name in reverence as she rolled her head side to side, blowing his fucking mind. His cock vibrated in her mouth as she sucked harder now, faster, bobbing her head in a perfect rhythm designed to get him off so hard he would feel like he was having an out of body experience. She wanted to blow his mind, using every trick in the book, keeping his cock coated in her saliva as she sucked non-stop and her efforts were rewarded when Xander finally came. "Joyce... God damn… Fuckk!" Xander shouted in a strangled cry, coming in long, hard spurts of hot cum inside her mouth, down her throat, the older woman swallowed every drop, never stopping her suction for a second until he finally began to soften in her mouth.

Silding up the chest of her young lover Joyce giggled softly as she felt his heart racing knowing that she caused his heart to throb so hard in his chest be could barely breath. "Welcome back," she she cooed in his ear as his breathing slowed down.

He knew she was smirking, and he knew she had every right in the world too. "You are the greatest."

"I try," she shrugged a little now looking the smug one. "So, tell me what was up with the Eat-Joyce-Before-Dinner-Instead-Of-Feeding-Joyce-Dinner when I arrived?"

He chuckled, now attempting to sit up. "Well, I was thinking about you would be my first proper guest at my new pad which lead me to recall some of the times we have shared and then one thing led to another, and I suddenly felt all prossive and caveman like." He admit blushing slightly.

"Oh god," Joyce laughed, shaking her head, playfully smacking his shoulder. It all made sense to her now. "Oh, for heaven's sake, Xander!" She exclaimed. Men will be men no matter what their age.

"I can't help it!" He whined like a child who ate all the cookies in the jar. "I'm a guy and I wanted to claim you here and now!" He kissed her shoulder a little. "I promise to be more romantic later."

"You didn't even give me a tour before you had your wicked way with me," she scolded him playfully before scanning the bare living room and adding. "You're going to have to get you more stuff. The basement looked packed, but we have almost all your stuff in here and there's almost nothing."

"Yeah," Xander said nodding his head while looking around. "I look forward to filling this room with pointless, expensive, and useless junk! I need to buy a television too," he added as an afterthought.

Joyce made a face while shaking her head. "I can't believe your parents would let you take yours."

"I can," Xander said softly.

Joyce frowned before brightening as a thought came into her head. "Did Willow set up your internet?" she asked, and he nodded a reply. "Perfect!" she declared standing up and putting her clothes back on before going into her bag. "I brought my work laptop for such an occasion so we can search for some stuff." She sat down on one of his chairs and fired up her laptop, logging into Xander's internet connection and with him now clothed again leaning on the armrest they surfed the net for the next fifteen minutes perusing things they wanted to buy for Xander's apartment ranging from the practical such as a bed and crockery to the impractical in Joyce's eyes such as massive television. All the time with Xander's arm comfortably nestled around her shoulders. She didn't even know her head was resting on his shoulder until it was while they were looking at bathroom furniture. Couple that strangeness with the fact that they were shopping for items like a real couple would do… They never said a word about that.

The affection and intimacy of sitting in his arms wasn't lost on Joyce. When it came to men, especially in recent years, there were fragments of this and that, but nothing that drove the loneliness away. "This is fun," she heard him say causing her to turn away from the screen and look at his face.

"What is?" she questioned.

"Shopping with you," he admitted.

"Yeah," Joyce agreed with him. "It is kind of fun even if I am spending most of my time here keeping you from blowing all your money on a lava lamp, a ridiculously big television and some posters of some god-awful horror films!" she teased him.

Ignoring her dig for his love for a bad movie he merely smiled her. "I meant shopping with 'you' is fun."

Joyce looked at him with a sincere smile. Xander would often stumble, trip over words or babble such nonsense but every now and then he would be charming to the point were she would melt a little. "Come on you," she told him putting away her computer. "I do believe I was promised a wonderful meal and a wonderful meal I expect at castle Xanders! No ifs or buts!"

XXXXXX

Joyce liked the way Xander's lips felt as they trailed feather-soft kisses down the side her back.

No, scratch that.

She loved the way it felt when his lips pressed tender kisses all along on her spine. They way they felt right now as she purred in his arms was all she ever wanted in a relationship. The closeness of their bodies, the feathered touches, and strokes of affection. It was a gift after so many empty years alone.

It was now long after a good dinner they had shared where they had chatted and joked about their days. His job was as ever a hot topic with him always having a story for her be it Joan, an elderly client who refused to swim out of anyone's way or his ongoing war with Jacob a fellow lifeguard who Xander was convinced was sucking up to the boss to get better shifts than he was. His wacky side hadn't left him even in the workplace and it made her look at her own job in a different light and provide him with a few stories of her own. From customers with far more money than taste, local artists who couldn't paint to save their life to just humorous little details. He was such a positive person to be around that one couldn't help but engage with Xander… or find him annoying but luckily Joyce didn't lean towards the latter.

While he was doing the washing up, she had gone to his bedroom with the excuse of needing to get something from her overnight bag. When she had returned, she was dressed in a sinful bra and panties set complete with a short silk robe looking as beautiful and as sexual as he had ever seen her causing him to let out a loud "Wow!" at her appearance nearly dropping a pan on his foot. She could clearly see the desire in his eyes. All for her making her feel so good and feminine. This was the type of outfit she would never have brought months before as there was no need. It was the kind of outfit Hank; her former husband would deem too sexy. Xander it would seem was far more appreciative as his eyes wandered over every part of her that was showing and there was a lot of her that was showing.

The silk robe fell to the floor as she sauntered up to him, and they pulled each other in a heated and full-on kiss as they pressed up against each other. Opened mouth and hungry for each other they made out with each other. They had fucked on the couch soon after tossing away each other's clothes. Fucked with her riding him sliding up and down his thick cock with him gripping the round globes of her ass forcing as much as himself inside her. Kisses exchanged, grunts and moans let out and they had cum so hard together. After they had retired to his bedroom laying on the bed basking on the afterglow of a good sex session. Both nude lying on his bed with her back to him as she lay on her side, she shifted just a little and felt his erection grow even harder next to her. She savoured the delicious feel of his tongue on her neck as he kissed and lapped at her pulse-point. Another little rock of her hips and it was his turn to tremble. "God, what you do to me," he groaned.

Joyce loved the tingles of arousal he was creating in her body as well. "Feelings mutual." Xander's hand moved around the front of her body and cupped her left breast. Her nipple hardened against his palm almost on contact. He squeezed just the way she liked, his strong hands creating pleasure so sweet so sighed in his embrace. "Ohh..." Joyce hummed as he began tweaking her already erect nipples, straddling the line between pleasure/pain as he pinched the tips. His touch and the erection she knew she was responsible for caused her to grow wet as they played this seductive game.

SMACK!

Out of the blue and without warning Xander's palm slapped against her left ass cheek. "Mmmm do that again," Joyce groaned in pleasure from the sudden sting while looking at him with smouldering eyes.

SMACK!

He did so harder this time and she bit her lip in pleasure arching her back a little and raising her ass towards his hand. Her sweet ass looked beautiful bent up in the air, swaying by moonlight. The supple curves called out to him. He couldn't help but raise his hand back.

SMACK!

"Uhhh yes!" Joyce grunted. Spanking was new for them. Beyond kinky, and yet always got her off. It had first occurred sometime ago during an encounter at her place when deep in the mist of passion and unable to control himself Xander had spanked her ass. When she hadn't corrected him and indeed moaned for him to do it harder, they afterwards came to the realisation that they both liked it. Now Xander would do it out of the blue, never preparing her or even hinting he was going to. She had no prior warning until he actually did it. Xander sat upright beside her, one hand smoothing her back while the other took turns spanking her with the fullness of his palm. One hard slap after the other, alternating between her now blushing buttocks, the sound of each spank echoing throughout the room.

His only response was a hungry growl as one hand left her ass and slipped inside her legs down to caress the moist lips of her sex. "Someone is wet."

"What do you expect with you doing that?" she added, arching just abit from his touch. He used two fingers and drug them up and down over her bare flesh. She felt swollen, hot, and needy. "I love the way you touch me," she sighed.

God, the sounds she made when he cupped her bare pussy. Every sigh, every whimper that escaped of her mouth drove him mad with lust. Moving forward and holding her close to him as he rolled them both over, so he lay on top of her. Xander ducked his head and began trailing kisses along her collarbone and then up the soft skin of her neck. His lips lingered on the pulse point of the vein there and he began to suck on it, as she had done to him, and little moans of pleasure began to escape the older woman's lips.

Xander felt his cock grow just that little bit harder every time Mrs Summers moaned out his name as he sucked on her neck. He stayed there longer than he intended before moving his mouth upwards again and nibbling on her earlobe making her squirm beneath him again, grinding against his dick that was increasingly becoming hotter and heavier and harder with need to be inside her again. Xander began kissing along her jaw line before finally coming to a stop at her lips, taking her bottom one between his teeth gently and nibbling on it just a little before biting down hard.

Joyce gasped. She looked into Xander's eyes and saw him looking back at her a little apprehensively. "What?" she asked softly.

"Can I... I mean," he tried again "Joyce... I want to make love to you." He looked almost shy and nervous about it. "It's just that… I want my first night to be special… I mean not that's not been… but special in a different way."

Joyce was a little taken aback at the sincerity that was behind his request. They had sex in so different positions and ways but had never actually made love to each other. Her own bright blues eyes kept staring right back at his chocolate brown ones and she smiled warmly, a hint of shyness around the corners of her mouth. "Sure Xander," she reached up with one hand and threaded her fingers through his hair as he smiled back down at her.

The younger man slid further down her body, he encircled his lips around one nipple, sucking hard, before transferring his lips across and repeating the action on her other nipple. Her eyes were closed and her mouth forming a perfect O as she felt his lips on her skin. He kissed a spot between her breasts, then trailed a path down to her navel with his tongue. Xander's lips brushed her skin just below her belly button before travelling down again. Joyce parted her legs as Xander nudged his head between them. Xander pushed her thighs even further apart with his hands as he darted his tongue inside her, finally tasting her, the warm intoxicating fluid coating his tongue as he thrust it into her again and again before lapping his tongue over her clit in quick little strokes.

Joyce writhed under his ministrations. "Xander..." she whimpered when he stopped, starting to move back up her body again. His hips came to rest against her own with her thighs still spread, Xander's cock positioned at her entrance. He could feel the wetness that drizzled down from her core beginning to coat his hot, hard shaft as he nudged himself a little further inside her. He placed his hands by Joyce's shoulder, lowering his head and kissing her softly allowing her to taste herself as he slid all the way into her in one movement. The woman sighed with pleasure into his mouth as Xander stilled inside her.

Joyce wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as he began to slide in and out of her slowly. They began to kiss lazily as Xander pumped slowly into her. Mrs Summers hooked one leg further around him and began sliding her foot up and down the length of his leg. Her hands slid down to his waist, and she rolled them over, so they were on their sides. One of Xander's arms rested against the pillows, curling around the woman's neck, his hand gently cupping the back of her head and his other hand resting against her upper arm. They moved together slowly, savouring the sensations that each of them created in each other. Joyce caressed his back as he slowly moved inside her loving the way Xander filled her so much - and it wasn't just physical. Joyce knew she was falling for this guy and that scared her to no end as she knew it was wrong. She had to admit to herself that it frightened her a little just how quickly he had become one of the most important people in her life.

Xander loved the way Joyce felt around him as he pushed his cock in and out of her, the velvet heat welcoming him back each time he felt himself all the way inside her. Joyce was beautiful, sweet, funny, and so special in so many different ways. And Xander wanted more. What they were doing here, what they'd being doing this evening, it was more than just 'fun'.

Seconds of pleasure grew into minutes that just kept passing as they moved with each other; Xander just seeming to know when Joyce was about to go over the edge and easing off, bringing her back down slowly before starting all over again.

"Joyce," he sighed his name with pleasure when they broke off their kisses for air. "Can we just keep... doing this forever?"

Joyce could feel herself at the tipping point about to fall over the edge. "Whatever you want Xander," she gasped out as her orgasm hit. It came in slow waves that set her insides alight with so much heat she thought she was going to burn up. She kept spasming around Xander as he stayed rock hard, continuing to slide inside her.

Xander captured Joyce's moans of delight inside his mouth as he kissed her again, harder this time, speeding up his thrusts and the older woman still rode out her orgasm. He moved his arm that rested on her shoulder down to her ass, pulling her closer to him. Xander's quicker thrusts inside her coinciding with her still sensitive clitoris after her orgasm, meant that Joyce began to feel the passion build slowly up inside her again. Every time he pushed his cock into her, Joyce pushed herself up, making sure he was buried all the way inside her, keeping this action going on and on until she felt Xander tense and then finally come, calling out her name softly over and over again. Joyce came again almost immediately after Xander, her juices mingling inside her with Xander's semen that still leaked from his cock.

They stayed sticky and sated in each other's arms in silence for a short while, before Mrs Summers moved her hips just a little bit, so Xander slipped from inside her as he rested onto his back. She disentangled herself from his hold, then lay beside him, one hand flat against his chest, fingers tapping lightly against his breastbone. His brown eyes glazed back into her blue ones, and he smiled. "Amazing" was all he said.

She smiled back and gave him a kiss. "Think it's my turn to make breakfast tomorrow," she admitted sighing tiredly then snuggled up against him, resting her head against his shoulder.

Xander draped his arms over her back and closed his eyes. He felt Ren relax against him and he sighed contentedly. "Will you make it wearing that underwear set?" he enquired playfully.

"Is that one of the rules of this castle?" She played along with his teasing.

"Yes, but one only reserved for a queen such as yourself," he countered as they both began to drift off to a welcoming sleep with the knowledge began to sink in to them both that they had taken another little step had been taken in their relationship