Pre game promises

"Ok, honey, you... you have the best night." Joyce hugged her daughter and kissed her forehead. "I love you so much."

Buffy smiled up at her mom. "I love you too mom. Thanks for..." she jerked her head around to indicate the house.

"Privacy?" Joyce smoothed out Buffy's hair. "You deserve this, Buffy."

Buffy blushed just a bit, her cheeks pinking. "I... I... thanks. For... not making a big deal about this."

"You are an amazing young woman, you deserve to have an amazing night. And thats all I need to know about that." Joyce sighed, "Just remember that movies arent reality. Things dont always go... smoothly the first time. Dont get discouraged, be patient, communicate. And promise me you wont do anything you dont want to do."

Buffy nodded her head. "Right. I wont. And... and Xander wouldnt... he wouldnt... y'know."

"It still needs to be said, Ok?" Buffy nodded in understanding.

"Ok. I'm going to go now. You finish getting ready." Joyce gave her daughter a squeeze and stepped back. As she was about to exit Buffy's room Joyce paused and canting her head she looked at Buffy with a devilishly raised eyebrow. "Please remember to clean up after yourselves if you... if you decide to use some of the other rooms in this house. Your bedroom can remain as, uh, messy as you want for a week but the rest of the house..."

"Moooom." Buffy sounded shocked at the mere idea.

With a laugh Joyce left the house and got into her car. She drove for all of five minutes before she honked her horn and pulled over. Getting out of her car she joined an approaching dressed up Xander Harris on the sidewalk playing with a fancy looking computer tablet.

"Missus S." He smiled at her and waved, he put the tablet in his school bag.

"Xander." Joyce marshalled her courage and reminded herself that what she was about to say was for her daughters betterment.

"What's the what?" Xander asked.

"I... I, uh, I just wanted to say something." Joyce grabbed her courage and decided now was the time.

"Ok." Xander braced himself, "Hit me with the shovel speech, the Mom version is probably scarier than the Dad version but, whatever, I'm ready."

Joyce blinked at that. She laughed and shook her head. "No. Thats not what I was going to say."

Xander raised an eyebrow, and pointed at her "You had, um, big speech face going on there."

Joyce laughed again, "I suppose I do. I do have a speech. It's just not the hurt my daughter and I'll bury you in a shallow grave speech."

"Oh." Xander nodded. "Okay, hit me."

Joyce remembered that this was for Buffy and started her prepared speech. "As you know Buffy is a very special girl."

"Yup. She is." Xander agreed.

"You just might not understand how special." Joyce swallowed as she was about to reveal the big secret in their family.

"No. I got it. I know how special Buffy is." Xander shrugged.

"Xander." Joyce shook her head, "You really don't."

"Missus S." Xander leaned in, lowering his voice. "I know. I know how special Buffy is. I get what makes her different from other girls. I dont care. It doesnt bother me or freak me out or turn me off."

Joyce stared in silence for a moment, too stunned to do more then blink before she whispered her question, "Y-you know?"

"I do."

"And you dont care?"

"I do not." Xander nodded.

Joyce sagged and breathed a sigh of relief.

"So... we good?" Xander asked, "I got a girl I dont want to disappoint waiting for me."

Joyce snapped out of her stunned relief and grabbing Xander by the shoulders she pulled the boy too her. "Xander, listen to me very carefully. I want to make you a... a... a proposal."

"Okay." Xander said uncertainly.

"I want Buffy to have the most amazing experience tonight possible. That means she needs to have every experience. So to make sure that she gets the experience of her lifetime I want to make this clear. What you do to Buffy I will do to you later." Joyce looked him in the eye and saw his confusion.

"Say what?"

"Xander if you give my daughter a hand job, I will give you a hand job. If you give her a blowjob, I will give you a blow job. If you let her fuck you, I will let you fuck me... in the pussy or in the ass, you get to choose." Joyce blushed but kept her eyes on Xander's. "I want you properly motivated to do whatever it is my daughter wants to do tonight. I want you to be enthusiastic and involved and making Buffy feel special."

Xander stared for a second and then bowing his head he shook it. He raised his head and met Joyce's eyes. "My plan for tonight was to go in there and do whatever Buffy wants. Kissing. Hugging. Cuddling. Touching. All the usual. When it comes to foreplay before sex I am going to enjoy eating her out and when it comes to... the first time... Buffy is going to decided when and how we, uh, insert my tab P into her slot V. And when it comes to other stuff... Well, if it means that I take her girl cock in hand and jerk it? Then I am going to take my years jerking off experience and put it to good use making Buffy cum. If that means sucking her girl cock off until she blows a load? Then I'll do it and I'll enjoy swallowing her cum to boot. If that means I bend over and spread my cheeks for Buffy to fuck my ass? Then I'll bend over and spread em as Buffy pounds me till she cums and all I'll say is 'please, Buff, may I have another'. That okay with you?"

Joyce blinked at the boy's serious face. She processed that speech and slowly started to smile. That was... that was more then she had ever been hoping for. Grabbing his face with a gleeful yell she pulled him in and kissed him on the lips.

Xander stumbled back and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"That... that is...." Joyce was almost overwhelmed with emotion. "Xander, if you make Buffy's night that memorable I will do something amazing for you. I dont even know what it is yet but if you go above and beyond for Buffy. I will go above and beyond for you."

"I'm not doing that for you. Or for me. Or whatever that whole" he gestured to her, "speech was about. I'm going to be doing that for Buffy. Because she's amazing and exceptional and she deserves so much more then what she's gotten."

"Thank you Xander." Joyce smiled at him with a smile that was as wide as it had ever been. She looked over her shoulder, back towards her house. "Now you better get a move on, my daughter awaits."