Games That Grown-ups Play - Part 1 - Sex Stories

Games That Grown-ups Play - Part 1

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Games That Grown-ups Play - Part 1 &#034There's plenty, Dawn, so help yourself,&#034 Joyce put down the last of the dishes on the table. She wasn't lying - there was more than enough. She still couldn't get the amounts right and work out that she was no longer cooking for Buffy. For the last fortnight her eldest daughter had been at University - it might only be thirty minutes, but it seemed as far as the Moon at times. &#034Thanks, Mom,&#034 Dawn hardly seemed to notice her s*ster was gone, or if she did it was because she didn't have to squabble over the remote and the bathroom was a lot freer. Ironically now that there was no longer a morning battle for the shower Dawn had moved to having one in the evening before dinner instead. She was sitting there now, her long brunette hair was still gleaming wet and her robe was wrapped loosely round her body. Joyce looked at her daughter, the robe hung slightly off her daughter's slender frame and, whilst standing, Joyce could see down in it, catching a sight of Dawn's boobs. Each as gorgeous as the smile on Dawn’s face. 'They are growing, nicely' thought Joyce and immediately sat down. She shouldn't be looking at Dawn's tits, or at least shouldn't be doing so without a Momsy interest. And the tingle she had felt as she glanced down was not at all Momsy. It couldn't be denied that Dawn was growing now; sixteen a week ago, it seemed no time since a pre-school Buffy had been cradling a baby Dawn in her arms ...

... - under strict supervision of course. &#034What you thinking?&#034 asked Dawn suddenly. &#034Thinking?&#034 replied Joyce, hoping she wasn't going red as she tried to push the image of her daughter's growing breasts out of her mind. &#034Yeah, you just sat down and seemed to drift off,&#034 said Dawn. &#034I was just thinking about how soon you'll be off to college yourself,&#034 it was a lie, but at least was near the truth. Dawn took a bite of salad, chewed it swiftly and swallowed. She started to lower her fork for another bite, but paused and grinned, &#034Are you looking forward to it already? Thinking of all the hunks you can bring back with no questions asked?&#034 Dawn popped the tomato half into her mouth. &#034Not at all. They'll be no hunks brought back here,&#034 Joyce smiled at her daughter's gentle ribbing and reached for her own cutlery. Dawn swallowed quickly, her eyes sparkling, &#034Oooh, is it girls Mom? You want to bring back some sweet young thing?&#034 &#034No,&#034 Joyce said more curtly than she had intended. Dawn was only teasing, only being Dawn; she wasn't to know that Joyce was bisexual. At least Joyce hoped Dawn didn't know, it wasn't as if there was much evidence - a few relationships, casual or, at most, semi-casual at college, and a brief one-night stand when she was in New York on business in the dog days of her marriage. &#034I was only k**ding,&#034 said Dawn, then she smiled to show that she, at least, wasn't offended. 'It was best not to ...