The few weeks flew past, Maryse barely had any clock time to come see Joe, he and Andy have patched up their friendship slightly and they started to hang out again. Joe and Andy was in the Mungo Park, tossing an old football game around when it occurred to Joe that it was only two twenty-four hours before Maryse's departure to college and from the way she was running around he probably wouldn't get to say goodbye. Distracted by the thought, the casually tossed football almost hit him against the head, only his fast reflexes and Andy's warning cry prevented that. Picking up the formal, he tossed it back, Andy caught it and walked closer,

"You OK there Joe ? You seem distracted."

Joe shrugged,

"Just thinking about Reese Antman, I haven't seen her for farsighted than an hour since the dance."

Andy shrugged,

"She had a lot of things to screen out out since the last college fell through, turned out to be some sort of pretender. I did hear her say that everything seemed sorted yesterday, she would most probably want to see you today, I know how you two Melopsittacus undulatus like to hang around each other."

Joe chuckled,

"If I had the hot sister and you were the new beau I would be happy."

Andy placed a handwriting on Joe's berm,

"But I am happy bro, glad you finally got a girl and that she seem to have found a very unchanging guy to hang out with. Or at least as stable as us football game case can get."

Joe laughed along with Andy and shoved his friend against the shoulder,

"Give me that pig skin and let's see if you can still do the Red sixty six."

Andy snorted and flipped the chunk towards Joe, Joe crouched and shouted,

"Red sixty six ! Red 60 six ! ready ! hiking !"

He took four steps back, pulled back and threw, now Andy who seemed slow down when he walked and even at time when he talked, was no slouch in the track section, in fact he held various track records and he proved this as he caught the hard thrown Ball after a duple yaw at about 60 yards. The two threw up their arms in celebration,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a silly short golem dance and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden squeeze of his right cheek almost made him jump out of his cutis,

"Wha… !"

He turned to find Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a fluffy white jersey, blue jean and faux fur-lined charge that came up to her calves and wearing a huge grin,

"Hey there stud."

He broke into a smiling and enveloped her in a tight hug, one which she returned, only to tap his back after a few moments, he released her and she gasped for breath, giving him a pocket-sized smile,

"Wow, you really take this leaving a young lady breathless way too seriously."

He smiled and pulled her into another hug, kissing her gently, a kiss she gladly returned and then settled into his sleeve,

"Hmm, I missed you soooo much."

He kissed the top of her head,

"I missed you just as much."

He looked over at the approaching Andy, who wore a huge smile, that smile told him everything,

"Did you… ?"

She chuckled and nodded,

"Had to make sure it's a surprise, by the way, he owed me."

"I'm just glad you're here."

"Me too."

She released him and turned in his bosom, leaning back against Joe to take care at her buddy as he drew close, then she clapped her hands,

"Gim me"

Andy frowned and then realized she meant the egg and tossed it underhand at her, she caught it and bobbed it from one mitt to the other, her volleyball game skills on video display as she kept the elliptic ball airborne for a spell and then tossed it back at Andy. Andy on the early handwriting tossed it right back and she caught it again, chuckling,

"You're getting slow piddling brother."

Andy stuck out his knife at her at the three of them laughed and Maryse looked up at Joe,

"seminal fluid on, let's toss the pig around a bit, like when you two were small and always pestered me to play along."

Andy interjected,

"I can't recollect that you ever did."

Maryse glared at him and Joe chuckled,

"Unfortunately I'm with Ant on that one babe, I can't retrieve one time either."

She chuckled and tossed the ball at Andy,

"There's always a first time."

It seemed like a proficient idea, but Joe was reluctant to let go of her, pretty soon they were tossing the ball at each early, chatting as they did so. Joe had to admit that he couldn't remember the lastly time they spent this kind of fourth dimension together, but it was fun and relaxing. Andy left an hour later to bewitch the premiere of a new series that he had his eye on, this left Joe and Maryse sitting on a parking lot terrace, or basically he sat and she sat on his lap, laying against his chest.

"It seems like you and Andy have sorted out a few things."

She nodded and smiled slightly,

"It was a very vivid conversation, he's still a bit jumpy about it, but I think he knows how amiss it was and is rather trying to put it behind him and workplace on it not happening again."

She glanced up at him,

"Probably went a bit easier for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to let the cat out of the bag, yes. Despite it all he remains my honest friend, even though I did bid to wring his neck. It seems that he is sincerely lamentable about it."

She snuggled up against him,

"That is good, I like the new Andy, a lot like the old one, without the attitude."

Joe chuckled,

"Was it that bad ?"

She nodded,

"At fourth dimension it was yes."

Joe raised a hired hand to brush over her hair, it was tied back in a trot empennage and he just ran his finger's breadth over her scalp and then through the soft silky threads that hung down her binding. He guessed that by now when they hung loose they would reach out half-way down her binding. She sighed contentedly at his tinge and they sat in communal muteness for a spell,

"Joe ?"

"Hmm ?"

"Take me home."

He was puzzled at this,

"OK sure"

She slid from his lap and he got up, taking her hand he headed in the Saami commission Andy took, only to have her wrench him back and tip into another direction, he looked at her and then in the direction her manus pointed, that was the way back to his home.

"Ah…that home."

She nodded with a grin and they left the park, chatting idly about the conditions and the football time of year. When they got home, both his parents was out, she led him straight to his room and sat down on his bed, she started pulling off her thrill,

"Uhm Reese, shouldn't I like close the door ?"

She looked up at him and chuckled,

"Nope, we're going to watch moving picture, I want to relax a bit with my swain and if I fall benumbed it should preferably be in a bed, not on a park bench."

He smiled,

"And you were going to tell me this when ?"

She shrugged,

"Dunno, just did, not get that sexy ass in gear, I haven't watched any of the new releases that you and Andy have hoarded."

Joe smiled and went over to his laptop computer, connecting it to the television mounted on the wall, then he selected the new film that she mentioned and turned to find her slipping out of her jeans, she already have gotten rid of her T-shirt, underneath she wore a thin t-shirt, and he could clearly see that she had nothing under that and as her jeans pooled at her feet, he had to stare at her as she stood next to his bed in night grim hot knickers and the fire up spicy tee shirt. She got under the covers and smiled at him,

"cum on slack poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his sneakers and socks, his jacket and jeans followed, leaving him in a white tee shirt and grey boxers. He got into bed with her, by now the media player on the laptop computer had done it's pre-caching and the first movie started to play on the television screen. Joe lay propped up on the cushions and Maryse had snuggled close, her school principal on his shoulder. It was like this that his mother found them and with a smile left hand, the fact that she didn't greet Maryse meant that during one of the movies she had nodded off, Joe didn't want to disturb her and was surprised when she stirred two movies later and looked up at him blinking,

"I nodded off…"

He chuckled and kissed her gently,

"You slept busy bee, you missed two movies."

She pulled a nerve and stifled a yawning behind a paw,

"Mmm, must be all the running around and not getting any… Vitamin Joe."

She waggled her eyebrows at him with a juicy grin, grinning back, he playfully tapped her on the nose,

"What will your excuse be after four months ?"

She groaned and collapsed against him,

"Don't remind me."

She turned her tending to the new movie,

"How far in is this one ?"

"About six minutes."

She sniffed,

"fountainhead I think we will be fed when it finishes, I smell food."

He sniffed and through her perfume and shampoo tone he actually caught a whiff of seasoner,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

"This is so nice you know ? First time I ever fell asleep like this."

He settled into the shock and watched the screenland,

"Must be because you know you can trust me."

She chuckled softly,

"Thomas More like I know I'm safe with you."

Her hand found his under the covers and their fingers intertwined, linking them together. It turned out that Maryse had the timing for the call for supper right, the end recognition had just started rolling when his father popped his point around the threshold,

"Ah you're awake, hello Maryse, food is ready."

"Hello mister Anders, I'm certain I can drag him away from his movies for that."

Joe's father chuckled,

"Don't tell me he dragged you in here to check movies."

Maryse gave him a shining grinning,

"Actually it was my idea, I haven't watched any picture in the preceding two weeks."

With a nod and a wave Joe's father withdrew, the two of them got dressed and Joe hit pause as the next moving picture started, supper was a quick social function as his parents had to go out to visit a business associate of Joe's Padre for drinkable. Within the hour Maryse and Joe bade his parents goodbye and Joe found himself getting dragged back to his room, this clock time Maryse closed and locked the door behind them, a mischievous grin on her face.

"And now I have you in my clutch Ensign, resistivity is futile."

Joe smiled at her,

"Ah but I am not an ensign ma'am Borg, I am the XO."

She frowned,

"XO ? The administrator military officer ?"

His smile turned to a smile,

"The hug and kisses, immunity is bootless !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his arms, making her squeal in surprise and a few moments later she sighed in pleasure as their lips locked together, though they haven't seen each other for some time, the kissing was slow and gentle, her workforce slowly exploring his dead body through the material of the t-shirt underneath the jacket. She slowly slipped off his crownwork, giving her more exemption to explore, he lifted her T-shirt and they broke apart for a few mo, as he slipped off the jersey, she hooked her t-shirt and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her pink pap already hardening, their colouring growing slightly darker, he followed suit, pulling off his T-shirt as she stepped close to him again, her sonant breast pressing up against his nude torso as their mouth found each other once more.

He ran his hand over her lissom back, exploring her flawless pelt, the soft velvety feel of her a feeling he had missed dearly. Her hand had slipped between them, stroking over his dead body as her other hired hand explored his binding, he ran his fingertips over her cover, pressing just hard enough for her to sense it and she moaned softly as he pressed those finger's breadth down on the knotted muscles of her shoulders. After longsighted moments her fingers slid to his jean, unzipping it and popping the button, allowing it to fall to the floor, her fingers undid the button of his boxershorts and slid interior, slowly stroking over the shaft of his cock, she pulled his cock out of the slit and ran her script slowly over the thickening shaft.

Their fondling turned hotter with every passing moment, his hands finally coming to stay on her denim-clad ass, kneading the business firm muscles through the material made her moan deeper, she pulled away from him and stared up at him with a slight smile. Her helping hand started to undo her denim and he undid the laces of his sneakers and pulled them off along with his socks and kicked his dungaree away as he watched her slide her jeans down her legs, her hot pants followed. He pulled her closer, lifting her up and settling her down on the bed, standing up he pulled off her iron boot, then her jean and underclothes, leaving them both bare, she scooted further onto the bed, he climbed onto the bed, leaning down to snog her. Her subdivision folded around him, pulling him down, he sank down, her legs opening to allow for him to finalise on her.

He ran his paw over her legs as they continued kissing, exploring them from knee to hip, sliding his hands under her firm ass, slowly massaging the firm muscles, making her moan in joy. One hand detached from his shoulders and slowly slid down his rear, over his rose hip and in between them, grabbing wait of his throbbing shaft where it lay caught between their bodies. He lifted his hips, allowing her Sir Thomas More freedom to his dick, her manus slowly stroked the hard shaft, her finger smearing the pre-cum over the head, as more exude out, she rubbed her palm over the head. She moved her hand over his quill, pushing slightly she led him to her pussycat, gripping him slightly harder, she pulled.

He slid into a tight, wet furnace, or that is how it felt to the sensitive head of his stopcock, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her helping hand slid away from his shaft, coming to catch one's breath on his abject back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing moment as her body opened up for him, her tight paries of her twat softly massaging his intruding prick. Drawing his hands from her ass, he slid them under her shoulder joint, breaking the kiss by propping himself on his elbow joint, they looked at each former as he moved his hammer slowly out and then back into her, each slow thrust taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each thrust, keeping eye-contact with him all the while, his groin finally met her own, their dead body pushed flush against each other, his cock buried deep inside of her, they stay like this for a spell, caught in the moment. He leaned down ; their lips met once more as he started to move inside of her, picking up upper until they found a easy pace, retard and fleshly, not too loyal nor too slow. Her soft groan muffled by their entwined tongues and mouth pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his berm as her pelvic arch met each slow thrust with one of her own.

He broke the buss after a spell, looking down into her endearing face, he couldn't get over the fact how much he loved her, it was a feeling that he was new to, but it was there and from the look in her eyes, she reflected that feeling. Their movements gradually started to increase in rate, Maryse closing her eyes as her moans increased in bulk, Joe leaned down and kissed her neck, which she arched for him, her hot breath against his ear as was her moaning. He felt her body thrill and she cried out his public figure softly as her organic structure convulsed under him, her orgasm racking her firm body.

He kept up his thrust and it had her digging her nails into his back, he could find her soundbox convulsing again and again under him, the walls of her cunt gripping and releasing his thrusting cock with a regularity which should be frightening, but her continued moans of joy was not. The increasingly sultry massaging of his cock rushed his sexual climax as well and as he was about to cum, he pushed deep into her, his cum erupting from his shaft to oversupply her pussy, he groaned in the incredible pleasure of his sacking, holding her tightly to him as their bodies shuddered in pleasance against each other.

Locked together like they were, neither one saw the pattern that backed away from the window, as it turned, a ponytail briefly lashed out and then the build was gone. Once they both came down from their orgasmic cloud nine, it dawned on them that cold air was coming in from the partially opened window. Languidly they crept under the covers, Maryse settling on top of Joe, snuggling up to him and yawn,

"Hmm, you know how to tire a young lady out."

Joe chuckled,

"Hey not my fault you're getting so old."

She snorted and playfully punched his breast,

"Well this old hen at least love how to get you into bed without a hitch."

They both chuckled at that and he held her close, glad to have her with him before she had to leave for college. He brushed through her hair, slipping off the set holding them together and fluffed them out with his fingerbreadth. He gently stroke her hair, feeling her breathing growing boring and unbendable, he knew that they would take in to clean up soon, but at the moment he didn't want to actuate, nor did he desire to disturb Maryse, he kissed her tabernacle and whispered in her ear,

"I love you Reese."

She stirred and he could feel her smile,

"I love you too Joe. ”