Paths converge

"Oh sweet christmas."

Xander had to **** himself to look away from Mrs. Summers as she stepped out of her SUV in her cheerleader halloween costume, complete with twin pigtails. And... and maybe it was just because he was getting 'ghost sex' and had fucking on the brain but it looked like the costume had been sexed up a bit.

No, wait, yup.

Something had been done to the outfit. He could see Joyce's magnificent underboob and even a bit of nipple as a small sliver of pale pink areola flashed into view with every step Joyce took. And that shorter than necessary cheerleading skirt flounced about with each step of Joyce's model like strut. Showing that there wasnt anything under that skirt.

And as she caught sight of him Joyce smiled wide and waved at him.

"I'm in trouble." Xander felt his knees weaken as his 'ghost lover' tightened around his hard on in a way that was damn near vice like.

That was it. Weak knees because of weird ghost sex. It had nothing to do with Joyce walking towards him looking sexier than a pornstar with love in her eyes as she looked at him. And it certainly wasnt the looming sense of certain Buffy inspired doom he could feel coming if he ever did anything with Joyce.

"Xaaaandeeerrr!" Joyce called out to him in a near perfect valley girl type of voice. "Ohmigawd! Just the man I was looking for. And here you are. That's so you. Always meeting a girls needs."

"Oh boy." He swallowed hard, "Joyce. Everything okay?" He went out his way to look her over, "Is there a reason you are here. At school. And... uh, undercover?"

Joyce twirled, "This old thing?"

Xander groaned as he had a clear view of Joyce's carefully trimmed landing strip and her perfectly rounded ass.

"You like?" Joyce teased him.

Xander moaned as his ghost lover clenched around him. He damn near dropped to his knees at the feeling.

"Awwww... thank you, Sir, for that compliment." Joyce giggled and gleefully bounced in place, causing her top to ride up and expose most of her wonderful tits.

"Oh fuck." Xander hissed. It was too much. Between Joyce and his ghost lover. He was going to cum in his pants. "Fuck. Ffffuuuck."

Joyce squealed and clapped her hands over her mouth, then pulled one hand free and pointed at his crotch. "Ooooooh, Sir, is that for me?"

"Joyce... I... You... ngghh!" Xander groaned and tried to lean back and away, trying to angle the bulge in his pants away from Joyce.

"Sir, let me help you, Sir." Joyce quickly stepped up to Xander and then knelt down before him, slayer strong hands grabbing his pants and opening them despite his small protest. "I caused this, Sir, it's up to me to fix this."

"Joyce..." Xander didnt manage to say anything else. Like reminding her they were in public. As Joyce grabbed his pants and underwear and pulled them down to his ankles in one superstrong yank.

"Ooooooh, Sir." Joyce marveled as his erection was suddenly directly in front of her face.

The sensation of Joyce's breathe hitting the head of his cock was the straw that broke the camel's back. Xander grabbed Joyce, one of his hands on one of her pigtails, and shoved his cock into an awed Joyce's wide open mouth.

The two of them let out a joyous noise as their desires were met. Joyce closed her eyes in bliss at her Sir using her as she always wanted him to. Xander eyes clenched as he was overwhelmed by the orgasm that released him from this strange ghost sex ****. They both continued their nearly harmonized orgasmic noise as Xander's orgasm exploded out if him and was pumped directly down Joyce's throat as Xander **** himself deeper and deeper down Joyce's throat.

The bliss was short lived. Xander hadnt even finished cumming down Joyce's quavering throat. The icy hand of doom grabbed Xander by the balls as he heard two voices from behind him.

"Get it Missus S!" Faith cheered.

"Mom!" Buffy shrieked.