The approach

"Xander!" Catherine made sure to use the most peppy and excited voice she could manage with her daughter's body. She'd waited for a moment when she could approach Xander without either Buffy or willow being near him. She was settling for him just being in the company of the librarian.

"Amy. Hey." Xander gave her a smile and a nod.

Catherine smiled back and felt her smile widen further when Xander badly hid his checking her out, raking his eyes up and down her body as quickly as he could. If there was something positive to be said about the body she was inhabiting it was that her daughter had a set of curves to her, it was about time her fat ass was good for something. "Hey, so I just wanted to ask... are you busy tonight?"

Xander blinked at her and leaned in towards her, "T-tonight? L-like... like me meeting up with you tonight"

"Yeah." She bounced on her toes and nodded her head making sure that her boobs bounced enticingly while her tone of voice was light and peppy, perfectly flirtatious.

"With me?" Xander pointed a thumb to his own chest.

"Yes." She said with playful exasperation.

"B-but... um... you cheerleader, me nerd." Xander furrowed his brows, "Isn't this against the laws of school social hierarchy?" The exasperated tsk the librarian let out made Xander cringe and after giving the man a mock glare Xander turned around to face her while the librarian wondered away.

"Well, last night I was thinking about the conversation we had about 'take charge' people and what those kind of people want or need and I think, I think there's more that we should talk about when it comes to what 'take charge' people need or want." She bit her lower lip and winked at him.

It took a second but it finally registered with Xander. His eyes went wide and his face went red. He looked around at all the other kids in the hallway and then leaned in towards her, "Y-you- you mean ,um, being a 'take charge' kind of guy in the locker room?"

"Yeah," She licked her lower lip. She dropped her voice to a seductive pitch, "I was thinking of I've got another job where I could use a 'take charge' kind of guy who has the right size equipment."

"'A-another job?" Xander swallowed, his eyes fixated on her lips.

She grinned, she had him, now it was just reeling him in. "Mmm-yeah. I've got this pesky backdoor that no one's ever gone thru. So I need a real 'take charge' kind of guy to **** his way in and open up my backdoor." She cocked out her hip and playfully slapped her butt.

Catherine enjoyed the way Xander went perfectly still and forgot how to breathe as he eyes traveled from her face, to her hips back to her face.

"It might take awhile, a 'take charge' guy might have to ram himself thru my backdoor more then once, I want it to be easy to use. I've got plenty of lubricant to make sure my backdoor opens and am prepared to put up with a little momentary discomfort."

Xander gasped and almost raised his hands to cover her mouth, "Amy!"

She rolled her eyes, "Xander."

"Y-You... I... Whu... Huh?" he looked truly bewildered by the request. Which was a little strange considering she had all but begged him to fuck my face three days ago.

Catherine rolled her eyes again. "Look, I'm not going to end up like my mom pregnant while in college." She enjoyed the look of realization in Xander's eye. She smirked and quirked an eyebrow at him, "Besides I've heard that if you do it right sneaking in thru the back door can be more enjoyable than... a standard entry."

Xander's eyes widened.

She tittered, "Great, so I'll see you at my backdoor tonight? Around seven?"

Xander gulped but nodded his head.

"Great. You bring your battering ram, I'll bring the lubricant." Catherine teased.