The few hebdomad flew past, Maryse barely had any time to get see Joe, he and Andy have patched up their friendship slightly and they started to hang out again. Joe and Andy was in the ballpark, tossing an old football around when it occurred to Joe that it was only two days before Maryse's difference to college and from the way she was running around he probably wouldn't get to say goodbye. Distracted by the intellection, the casually tossed football almost hit him against the caput, only his fast innate reflex and Andy's warning vociferation prevented that. Picking up the orchis, he tossed it back, Andy caught it and walked unaired,

"You OK there Joe ? You seem distracted."

Joe shrugged,

"Just thinking about Reese Antman, I haven't seen her for longer than an 60 minutes since the dance."

Andy shrugged,

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

Joe chuckled,

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

Andy placed a hand on Joe's shoulder,

"But I am glad bro, sword lily you finally got a lady friend and that she seem to own found a very stable guy to fall out with. Or at least as stable as us football case can get."

Joe laughed along with Andy and shoved his Friend against the articulatio humeri,

"Give me that pig skin and let's see if you can still do the Red 60 six."

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

"Red sixty six ! Red sixty six ! Ready ! wage increase !"

He took four steps back, pulled back and threw, now Andy who seemed slow when he walked and even at clock time when he talked, was no slouch in the running department, in fact he held assorted data track records and he proved this as he caught the hard thrown orb after a two-bagger yaw at about sixty yards. The two threw up their weapons system in celebration,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a silly lilliputian robot dance and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden squeeze of his right wing buttock almost made him jump out of his pelt,

"Wha… !"

He turned to detect Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a downlike white Jersey, blue jeans and false fur-lined boots that came up to her calves and wearing a huge smile,

"Hey there stud."

He broke into a grin and enveloped her in a slopped 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 small grinning,

"Wow, you really subscribe to this leaving a girlfriend dyspneic way too seriously."

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

"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 grin told him everything,

"Did you… ?"

She chuckled and nodded,

"Had to arrive at trusted 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 embrace, leaning back against Joe to look at her blood brother as he drew close, then she clapped her script,

"Gim me"

Andy frowned and then realized she meant the Ball and tossed it underhand at her, she caught it and bobbed it from one handwriting to the other, her volleyball skills on display as she kept the ovate globe airborne for a while and then tossed it back at Andy. Andy on the other paw tossed it right back and she caught it again, chuckling,

"You're getting slow little brother."

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

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

Andy interjected,

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

Maryse glared at him and Joe chuckled,

"Unfortunately I'm with Ant on that one babe, I can't remember one fourth dimension either."

She chuckled and tossed the ball at Andy,

"There's always a first time."

It seemed like a good idea, but Joe was reluctant to let go of her, pretty soon they were tossing the ball at each former, chatting as they did so. Joe had to let in that he couldn't remember the last time they spent this sort of time together, but it was fun and relaxing. Andy left an hr later to catch the premiere of a new serial publication that he had his eye on, this left Joe and Maryse sitting on a commons bench, 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 intense conversation, he's still a bit jumpy about it, but I think he knows how damage it was and is rather trying to put it behind him and work on it not happening again."

She glanced up at him,

"Probably went a bit gentle for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to talk, yes. Despite it all he remains my dependable friend, even though I did wish to wring his neck. It seems that he is sincerely meritless about it."

She snuggled up against him,

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

Joe chuckled,

"Was it that bad ?"

She nodded,

"At metre it was yes."

Joe raised a hand to brush over her hair, it was tied back in a pony tail and he just ran his digit over her scalp and then through the soft silky threads that hung down her vertebral column. He guessed that by now when they hung idle they would get hold of half-way down her spinal column. She sighed contentedly at his touch modality and they sat in communal secrecy for a spell,

"Joe ?"

"Hmm ?"

"Take me home."

He was puzzled at this,

"OK certain"

She slid from his lap and he got up, taking her hand he headed in the same direction Andy took, only to own her pull him back and compass point into another instruction, he looked at her and then in the counselling her hand pointed, that was the way back to his home.

"Ah…that home."

She nodded with a smile and they left the park, chatting idly about the atmospheric condition and the football season. When they got family, both his parents was out, she led him straight to his room and sat down on his bed, she started pulling off her boots,

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

She looked up at him and chuckled,

"Nope, we're going to check pic, I want to relax a bit with my fellow and if I fall asleep it should preferably be in a bed, not on a park bench."

He smiled,

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

She shrugged,

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

Joe smiled and went over to his laptop, connecting it to the television mounted on the rampart, then he selected the new motion-picture show that she mentioned and turned to find her slipping out of her jeans, she already have gotten rid of her New Jersey, underneath she wore a melt off T-shirt, and he could clearly see that she had nix under that and as her blue jean pooled at her feet, he had to stare at her as she stood next to his bed in darkness drab hot pants and the luminousness wild blue yonder jersey. She got under the covers and smiled at him,

"Come on tiresome poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his snitch and socks, his jacket and jean followed, leaving him in a lily-white jersey and Lady Jane Grey drawers. He got into bed with her, by now the media actor on the laptop had done it's pre-caching and the number 1 movie started to playact on the television system filmdom. Joe lay propped up on the cushion and Maryse had snuggled close, her head on his shoulder joint. It was like this that his female parent found them and with a grinning left, the fact that she didn't greet Maryse meant that during one of the motion-picture show she had nodded off, Joe didn't want to vex 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 busybodied bee, you missed two movies."

She pulled a fount and stifled a yawn behind a hand,

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

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

"What will your apology be after four months ?"

She groaned and collapsed against him,

"Don't remind me."

She turned her attention to the new movie,

"How far in is this one ?"

"About six minutes."

She sniffed,

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

He sniffed and through her scent and shampoo smell he actually caught a puff of air of flavoring,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

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

He settled into the cushions and watched the screen,

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

She chuckled softly,

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

Her hired man found his under the top and their fingers intertwined, linking them together. It turned out that Maryse had the timing for the call for supper right, the end credits had just started rolling when his father popped his headland around the doorway,

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

"Hello mister Anders, I'm sure enough I can scuff him away from his movies for that."

Joe's father chuckled,

"Don't recite me he dragged you in here to watch movies."

Maryse gave him a bright smiling,

"Actually it was my estimate, I haven't watched any flick in the past two weeks."

With a nod and a wafture Joe's father withdrew, the two of them got dressed and Joe hit pause as the succeeding movie started, supper was a quick affair as his parents had to go out to natter a byplay associate degree of Joe's father for crapulence. Within the hour Maryse and Joe bade his parents goodbye and Joe found himself getting dragged back to his room, this time Maryse closed and locked the threshold behind them, a mischievous grin on her face.

"And now I have you in my clench ensign, resistance is futile."

Joe smiled at her,

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

She frowned,

"XO ? The executive ship's officer ?"

His smile turned to a grin,

"The hugs and kisses, underground is sleeveless !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his arms, making her squeal in surprisal and a few moments later she sighed in pleasure as their lips locked together, though they haven't seen each other for some prison term, the smooching was dim and gentle, her work force slowly exploring his body through the material of the jersey underneath the jacket. She slowly slipped off his cap, giving her Thomas More freedom to explore, he lifted her jersey and they broke apart for a few import, as he slipped off the jersey, she hooked her t-shirt and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her tap nipples already hardening, their gloss growing slightly darker, he followed suit, pulling off his t-shirt as she stepped close to him again, her flabby breasts pressing up against his naked torso as their lips found each other once more.

He ran his bridge player over her lissom back, exploring her flawless hide, the voiced velvety look of her a flavour he had missed dearly. Her script had slipped between them, stroking over his physical structure as her other script explored his backbone, he ran his fingertips over her cover, pressing just hard enough for her to sense it and she moaned softly as he pressed those fingerbreadth down on the knotted brawniness of her shoulders. After long present moment her fingers slid to his denim, unzipping it and popping the button, allowing it to flow to the level, her fingers undid the button of his boxers and slid inside, slowly stroking over the shaft of his putz, she pulled his tool out of the snatch and ran her hand slowly over the thickening shaft.

Their kissing turned hotter with every expiration moment, his hands finally coming to reside on her denim-clad ass, kneading the house muscles through the textile made her moan deeper, she pulled away from him and stared up at him with a slight smile. Her paw started to undo her jean and he undid the laces of his sneakers and pulled them off along with his air-sleeve and kicked his dungaree away as he watched her slide her jeans down her wooden leg, her hot pants followed. He pulled her finisher, lifting her up and settling her John L. H. Down on the bed, standing up he pulled off her boots, then her jean and underwear, leaving them both naked, she scooted further onto the bed, he climbed onto the bed, leaning down to kiss her. Her arms folded around him, pulling him down, he sank down, her legs opening to give up him to subside on her.

He ran his deal over her pegleg as they continued kissing, exploring them from genu to hip, sliding his hands under her firm ass, slowly massaging the firm muscles, making her moan in pleasure. One bridge player detached from his shoulder joint and slowly slid down his cover, over his hips and in between them, grabbing custody of his throb shaft where it lay caught between their bodies. He lifted his hips, allowing her more freedom to his cock, her hand slowly stroked the unvoiced barb, her hitchhike smearing the pre-cum over the principal, as Thomas More oozed out, she rubbed her palm over the head. She moved her hired man over his shaft, pushing slightly she led him to her kitty-cat, gripping him slightly harder, she pulled.

He slid into a tight, wet furnace, or that is how it felt to the sensitive nous of his tool, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her hand slid away from his shaft, coming to rest on his lower back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing moment as her consistency opened up for him, her tight paries of her pussy softly massaging his intruding cock. Drawing his hands from her ass, he slid them under her shoulder joint, breaking the kiss by propping himself on his cubital joint, they looked at each other as he moved his cock 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 bodies pushed flush against each former, his cock buried deep inside of her, they stay like this for a spell, caught in the moment. He leaned down ; their back talk met once More as he started to move inside of her, picking up speed until they found a leisurely pace, wearisome and sultry, not too fast nor too slow. Her lenient moans muffled by their entwined clapper and lips pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his shoulder joint as her hips met each dull drive with one of her own.

He broke the candy kiss after a while, looking down into her lovely brass, he couldn't get over the fact how much he loved her, it was a look that he was new to, but it was there and from the look in her eye, she reflected that feeling. Their movements gradually started to increase in pace, Maryse closing her centre as her moans increased in book, Joe leaned down and kissed her neck, which she arched for him, her hot breathing place against his ear as was her moaning. He felt her body shudder and she cried out his gens softly as her soundbox convulsed under him, her orgasm racking her firm body.

He kept up his thrusting and it had her digging her nails into his vertebral column, he could feel her body convulsing again and again under him, the walls of her twat gripping and releasing his thrusting cock with a regularity which should be frightening, but her extend moan of pleasure was not. The increasingly carnal massaging of his cock rushed his orgasm as well and as he was about to cum, he pushed deep into her, his cum erupting from his stopcock to flood her pussy, he groaned in the unbelievable pleasance of his release, holding her tightly to him as their bodies shuddered in delight against each other.

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

"Hmm, you know how to fatigue a girl out."

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his chest of drawers,

"fountainhead this old biddy at to the lowest degree bang how to get you into bed without a hitch."

They both chuckled at that and he held her faithful, sword lily to hold her with him before she had to leave for college. He brushed through her hair's-breadth, slipping off the set holding them together and fluffed them out with his finger. He gently stroke her hair, feeling her breathing growing slower and steadier, he knew that they would have to clean up soon, but at the moment he didn't want to be active, nor did he want to disturb Maryse, he kissed her tabernacle and whispered in her ear,

"I love you Reese."

She stirred and he could feel her smiling,

"I love you too Joe. ”