Games That Grown-ups – Part 5 - Sex Stories

Games That Grown-ups – Part 5

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Games That Grown-ups – Part 5 After a hard week there was nothing like relaxing in the hot tub in the back yard, thought Joyce Summers. The warm water frothed and fizzled, the bubbles forming and popping in a continual effervescent surge, each one making a tiny, but important, contribution to the feeling of relaxation flowing through her. The MILF lay back, resting her neck in the headrest in the corner, closing her eyes to the coming dusk and letting the steam envelope her, cleaning her pores and relaxing her aching muscles. After another week running Sunnydale's premier Modern Art Gallery Joyce was in serious need of relaxation. &#034Mmmnnn,&#034 she let out a sigh of utter contentment and sunk deeper against the headrest, letting herself drift into dreamy contemplation. &#034Hi. I'm back. Where are you?&#034 Dawn's voice came from front of the house, waking her Mom from the meditative state she had been sinking into. Joyce opened her eyes; there was still some sun in the sky, even if it was heading rapidly to the horizon. Joyce smiled as her heart gave a skip of joy at Dawn's return, in Sunnydale even the Slayer's s*ster shouldn't be out after dark, but that wasn't the main reason her heart had given a patter. It had been breakfast when she had last seen Dawn, as Joyce had slowly f***ed herself out the door to head to work, after a long, lingering kiss goodbye and after nearly twelve hours she was now missing Dawn so much it hurt. She sat up a ...

... little straighter and called out, &#034I'm in the hot tub.&#034 A few moments later Dawn appeared in the kitchen doorway, leaning against the frame. She was dressed in tight jeans and a dark jacket, it made her look so sexy, thought Joyce, as did her daughter's smile, the lip-gloss sparkling beneath the outdoor lamp over the door. She stood there for a second, looking at her Mom lying back in the tub, eyeing up the MILF's body, blurred by the ballooning bubbles, but still gorgeously bangable. &#034Hi sexy,&#034 she smiled, before giving a small frown and a fake shiver, &#034Isn't it cold?&#034 &#034Not once you're in, it's just the perfect temperature&#034 said Joyce, &#034How was chess club?&#034 &#034Y'know chess club, a laugh a minute,&#034 smiled Dawn, &#034Wait a moment, I'll just get changed and join you.&#034 &#034Okay,&#034 said Joyce, who had been hoping that would be Dawn's response. As her daughter turned back into the house, Joyce called after her; &#034There's some wine in the fridge.&#034 If Dawn was old enough to bed her Mom she was old enough to drink was Joyce's view, one not disputed by Dawn - though in this case there was no response, whether that was because Dawn hadn't heard or because she assumed her Mom knew she had, Joyce wasn't sure. It didn't matter, if Dawn didn't bring the wine they could either do without or one of them could quickly run to back to the kitchen and get it. The blonde MILF relaxed in the corner. A few minutes later Dawn reappeared clad ...