Joyce wants Gary to herself for a whole day

Gary blinked, not believing Joyce had said yes.

"Yes?!" Bernie said, her eyes big and round with surprise. "Why, I mean, what you said... Why?"

Joyce smiled and answered. "After what you told me about last night and this morning, none of you -- your mom and dad included, Gary -- come off very well in this story. And Gary, you do need to grow up and quit imagining you can own my daughter's sexuality."

"So...yes?" Gary said, puzzled.

"Yes, and here's how and why," Joyce said. Bernie's mother smiled and shook her head. "Why? I don't want to deal with Bernie moping if you throw a fit, Gary. But more importantly, I feel left out. My daughter has been singing your praises. Every time she has intercourse with you, she's walking on clouds the next day, and when I ask her, she tells me in lovely, intimate detail what a good lover you are and how it feels to have your penis inside her. So if Bernie is offering to share you with me, I accept."

Gary blinked. Bernie's mom had been wanting his body. She didn't see this as any kind of payback for Bernie cheating on him. Joyce saw this as a free and clear chance to jump his bones.

Gary shook his head to clear a moment of dizziness. "Oh," he said.

"So that's the why," Joyce said. "Here's the how. If we're going to have intercourse, that's great. But I want your undivided attention for a whole day. You and me, Gary. One whole day together."

"Mom..." Bernie said. "A whole day?"

"One whole day," Joyce insisted to Bernie. "What do you think, Gary?"

Gary blinked again. This was none of the ways he expected things might go. Joyce was kinda cute, her face a rounder, plumper version of Bernie's, with more sun and laugh lines. She confidently inhabited her body, nearly always nude, golden-skinned, her big curves bouncing, unashamed. She...well, Joyce looked like she'd be a good fuck, sure. But a whole day as Joyce's boy toy?