Bad luck or no luck at all

"BUFFY?" Xander yelped, jolting, thrusting forward burying himself even further into Joyce, eliciting a one of Joyce's high pitched orgasmic chirps.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" Buffy yelled. "T-TO MY MOM!"

With a grunt Xander pulled out of Joyce and turned to face Buffy. His mind was misfiring as he tried to figure out how he could explain that he had been having a sexual relationship with Joyce. And the only thing that was coming to mind was the fact that he hadn't gotten a chance to cum yet. He certainly wasn't going to tell Buffy that.

"NAKED!" Buffy screamed and pointed at him.

Xander cupped the his cock with his right hand and tried to hide the shaft of his cock behind his hand and arm, as much as he was able to give the size of his Master P.C. enhanced cock. Reaching behind himself Xander with his left hand Xander put his hand on Joyce's ass and gave her a shake, speaking out the side of his mouth he tried to get Joyce roused from her orgasmic haze, "Up and at 'em. Joyce? Up and at 'em."

"PUT ON SOME DAMN CLOTHES!" Buffy shouted, looking away from Xander's nakedness.

"Right." Xander nodded at that idea. He certainly wasn't looking forward to this, naked wouldn't make it any easier.

As he walked to the side of the room his clothes had been thrown to Buffy walked around him to crouch in front of Joyce, shaking her by the shoulder,"Mom? Mommy?"

Joyce moaned and gave a full body shudder, "Xander? Wanna fuck my ass? Gimmie a minute... I'll go again."

"MOM!" Buffy recoiled.

"BUFFY!" Joyce jolted, rearing up and over balancing causing her to fall off of the desk she had been splayed out on.

Pulling his pants on Xander eyed his bag in the corner that contained his laptop and Master P.C. He was tempted to use it but he was pretty certain that there was no way Buffy was going to let him have the time needed to get it up and running. And with that out of the question he had to rely on one of his earlier command/wishes and hope that he really did have the ability to talk anyone into or out of anything. Hopefully it would be enough to keep Buffy from pulling his balls off.

He was surprised Buffy hadn't done that already. Although given the way her hands were curled into fists? **** was probably eminent.

Straightening her clothes out Joyce stood up and looked from Buffy to Xander. "Well, shit."

"Mom?" Buffy asked, looking from Xander to Joyce, "What... the... hell?"

"Let's all just... be cool." Xander raised his hands in peace, "Everyone BE COOL."

"Shirt!" Buffy yelped and pointed to where his shirt was on the floor.

"Yeah, yeah." xander griped and grabbed his shirt.

"OK." Joyce said loudly and took a step between Buffy and Xander, to keep from showing her nerves Joyce reached up and tried to set her now disheveled hair into a bun. "Obviously... this is... something of a shock."

"Really?" Buffy sniped.

Turning to Xander Joyce reached out a hand and after a second of thought pulled her hand back, "Xander, it's probably best if you go."

"NO! NO. NO. NO." Buffy pointed at Xander and then swung her finger to point at Joyce, "He stays. You stay. I stay. Everyone stays here until I know what's... why... HOW?"

"Simple." Joyce turned and look at Buffy, "I'm almost thirty seven and a single mother. On top of that my daughter is a vampire hunter. Do you realize exactly how desirable that makes me to the average man my age? I'm starting out with a small pool of dating possibilities and when i add your after school job into the equation that pool of possibilities gets much, much smaller. The last guy I thought was a winner turned out to be a homicidal robot." Joyce huffed.

"So this is my fault?" Buffy asked accusingly.

"No." Both Joyce and Xander answered.

"No." Joyce reasserted and put up a hand to hold xander off. "No. This is not your fault. This is just the situation we find ourselves in. And I am making the best of the situation."

"By fucking Xander?" Buffy asked her voice rising in incredulity.

"Yes," Joyce nodded her head. "I have needs. Xander makes sure my needs are met. We aren't in a traditional relationship, we aren't dating, we aren't going to get married, you aren't going to have to call Xander, 'Daddy'."

"Damn right I'm not." Sulking, with her arms crossed defensively over her chest Buffy glared at Xander and then looked at her mother. "How long, how long has this been going on?"

"Not that it's any of your business but we began our... activities... over the summer." Joyce blushed a little and couldn't help but smile a little at xander. "I needed to keep busy and... well..." Joyce shrugged her shoulders.

"You needed to keep busy? SO you imediately started fucking Xander?" Buffy scoffed.

"No, I needed to understand what you had been doing, what I hadn't been told about. And xander was the only one who was willing to tell me about things I didn't know, things I should have known." Joyce did give Buffy a reproachful look. "Things... got out of hand one night and..."

"So you were always cheating on Cordelia?" Buffy snapped at xander.

"HEY!" Xander started at the low blow.

"Buffy. This." Joyce gestured to the office they all were standing in, "This was the first time he and I... did this." Joyce couldn't help but giggle, "Previously we just fooled around."

Burying her head in her hands, Buffy whined, "Fuck. This is my fault. If I hadn't run away this never would have happened."

Xander nodded his head in silent agreement. Canting his head back he had to say a silent prayer that at least so far things hadn't gotten violent. Xander sent up another prayer, here's hoping things stayed that way.