The few hebdomad flew past, Maryse barely had any time to come see Joe, he and Andy have patched up their friendly relationship slightly and they started to hang out again. Joe and Andy was in the park, tossing an old football game around when it occurred to Joe that it was only two days before Maryse's going away to college and from the way she was running around he probably wouldn't get to say good-bye. Distracted by the idea, the casually tossed football game almost hit him against the head, only his fast reflexes and Andy's warning shout prevented that. Picking up the ball, 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 longsighted than an hr since the dance."

Andy shrugged,

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

Joe chuckled,

"If I had the hot baby and you were the new boyfriend I would be happy."

Andy placed a hired hand on Joe's shoulder,

"But I am happy bro, glad you finally got a girl and that she seem to suffer found a very horse barn guy to give ear out with. Or at least as stable as us football character can get."

Joe laughed along with Andy and shoved his admirer 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 ball towards Joe, Joe crouched and shouted,

"Red sixty six ! Red LX six ! Ready ! Hike !"

He took four steps back, pulled back and threw, now Andy who seemed decelerate when he walked and even at meter when he talked, was no slouch in the running section, in fact he held various raceway phonograph record and he proved this as he caught the toilsome thrown ball after a twice yaw at about 60 yards. The two threw up their implements of war in celebration,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a dizzy picayune robot dance and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden squeeze of his right buttock almost made him jump out of his skin,

"Wha… !"

He turned to retrieve Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a fluffy Patrick White NJ, blue denim and faux fur-lined boots that came up to her calves and wearing a vast grin,

"Hey there stud."

He broke into a smiling and enveloped her in a mingy hug, one which she returned, only to tap his back after a few moment, he released her and she gasped for intimation, giving him a small grin,

"Wow, you really take this leaving a girl 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 arms,

"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 Brobdingnagian smiling, 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 embracement, leaning back against Joe to expect at her brother as he drew close, then she clapped her hands,

"Gim me"

Andy frowned and then realized she meant the formal and tossed it underhand at her, she caught it and bobbed it from one hand to the former, her volleyball game skills on display as she kept the oval ball airborne for a while and then tossed it back at Andy. Andy on the early hand tossed it right back and she caught it again, chuckling,

"You're getting dense little brother."

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

"cum on, let's toss the pig around a bit, like when you two were small and always pestered me to bet 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 clock time either."

She chuckled and tossed the ball at Andy,

"There's always a initiative time."

It seemed like a safe idea, but Joe was loth to let go of her, pretty soon they were tossing the formal at each other, chatting as they did so. Joe had to take that he couldn't remember the last time they spent this sorting of time together, but it was fun and relaxing. Andy left an hour later to catch the premiere of a new series that he had his eye on, this left Joe and Maryse sitting on a car park 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 legal injury it was and is rather trying to put it behind him and oeuvre on it not happening again."

She glanced up at him,

"Probably went a bit easier for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to peach, yes. Despite it all he remains my best Friend, even though I did wish to wring his neck opening. It seems that he is sincerely sorry about it."

She snuggled up against him,

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

Joe chuckled,

"Was it that bad ?"

She nodded,

"At times it was yes."

Joe raised a hand to thicket over her hair, it was tied back in a pony tail and he just ran his fingerbreadth over her scalp and then through the soft silky threads that hung down her back. He guessed that by now when they hung on the loose they would reach half-way down her back. She sighed contentedly at his touch and they sat in communal silence 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 direction Andy took, only to have her clout him back and power point into another direction, he looked at her and then in the counsel her script 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 weather and the football game season. When they got base, both his parents was out, she led him straight to his room and sat down on his bed, she started pulling off her iron boot,

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

She looked up at him and chuckled,

"Nope, we're going to look on moving-picture show, I want to make relaxed a bit with my boyfriend and if I fall benumbed it should preferably be in a bed, not on a park bench."

He smiled,

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

She shrugged,

"Dunno, just did, not get that sexy ass in train, 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 movies that she mentioned and turned to find her slipping out of her denim, she already have gotten rid of her jersey, underneath she wore a thin T-shirt, and he could clearly see that she had nothing under that and as her denim pooled at her foundation, he had to gaze at her as she stood next to his bed in sorry dark hot pants and the lite blue t-shirt. She got under the covers and smiled at him,

"Come on slow poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his snitch and socks, his jacket and dungaree followed, leaving him in a white T-shirt and gray boxershorts. He got into bed with her, by now the media player on the laptop had done it's pre-caching and the first picture show started to play on the television covert. Joe lay propped up on the cushions and Maryse had snuggled close, her capitulum on his shoulder. It was like this that his female parent found them and with a smile left, the fact that she didn't greet Maryse meant that during one of the pic she had nodded off, Joe didn't want to disturb her and was surprised when she stirred two motion-picture show later and looked up at him blinking,

"I nodded off…"

He chuckled and kissed her gently,

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

She pulled a face and stifled a yawn behind a hired hand,

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

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

"What will your excuse be after four month ?"

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,

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

He sniffed and through her perfume and shampoo olfactory modality 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 cushion and watched the screen,

"must be because you know you can bank me."

She chuckled softly,

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

Her bridge player found his under the covers and their finger intertwined, linking them together. It turned out that Maryse had the timing for the cry for supper right, the end quotation had just started rolling when his father popped his head around the threshold,

"Ah you're awake, hullo Maryse, intellectual nourishment is ready."

"hello Mr. Anders, I'm sure I can drag him away from his movies for that."

Joe's father chuckled,

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

Maryse gave him a hopeful smile,

"Actually it was my theme, I haven't watched any pic in the yesteryear two weeks."

With a nod and a wave Joe's father withdrew, the two of them got dressed and Joe hit pause as the succeeding film started, supper was a quick involvement as his parents had to go out to natter a business associate of Joe's founding father for deglutition. Within the hour Maryse and Joe bade his parents bye-bye and Joe found himself getting dragged back to his room, this time Maryse closed and locked the door behind them, a mischievous grin on her face.

"And now I have you in my hold 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 policeman ?"

His smile turned to a grinning,

"The hugs and kisses, underground is futile !"

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 brim locked together, though they haven't seen each other for some clock time, the smooching was slow and pacify, her hands slowly exploring his dead body through the material of the tee shirt underneath the jacket. She slowly slipped off his crownwork, giving her more freedom to research, he lifted her jersey and they broke apart for a few moments, as he slipped off the T-shirt, she hooked her jersey and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her tap nipples already hardening, their people of colour growing slightly darker, he followed suit, pulling off his t-shirt as she stepped close to him again, her soft boob pressing up against his naked trunk as their lips found each other once more.

He ran his paw over her supple back, exploring her flawless hide, the balmy velvety feel of her a feeling he had missed dearly. Her deal had slipped between them, stroking over his body as her early helping hand explored his back, he ran his fingertips over her vertebral column, pressing just hard enough for her to feel it and she moaned softly as he pressed those fingerbreadth down on the knotted musculus of her shoulder joint. After long consequence her fingers slid to his jean, unzipping it and popping the push button, allowing it to hang to the floor, her fingers undid the release of his pugilist and slide inside, slowly stroking over the beam of light of his cock, she pulled his cock out of the snatch and ran her hand slowly over the thickening shaft.

Their kissing turned hotter with every passing moment, his hands finally coming to rest on her denim-clad ass, kneading the business firm muscles through the material made her groan deeper, she pulled away from him and stared up at him with a slender smile. Her hands started to untie her blue jean and he undid the lace of his sneakers and pulled them off along with his socks and kicked his denim away as he watched her slide her jeans down her legs, her hot pants followed. He pulled her finisher, lifting her up and settling her down on the bed, standing up he pulled off her charge, then her blue jean and underwear, leaving them both naked, she scooted further onto the bed, he climbed onto the bed, leaning down to kiss her. Her blazon folded around him, pulling him down, he sank down, her legs opening to allow him to settle down on her.

He ran his work force over her legs as they continued kissing, exploring them from articulatio genus to hip, sliding his hands under her firm ass, slowly massaging the firm muscles, making her moan in pleasure. One hired hand detached from his shoulder and slowly slid down his back, over his hip joint and in between them, grabbing hold of his throbbing shaft where it lay caught between their bodies. He lifted his pelvic girdle, allowing her more exemption to his cock, her paw slowly stroked the hard shaft, her finger smearing the pre-cum over the capitulum, as more ooze out, she rubbed her thenar over the head. She moved her helping hand over his rotating shaft, pushing slightly she led him to her pussy, gripping him slightly harder, she pulled.

He slid into a tight, wet furnace, or that is how it felt to the raw nous of his hammer, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her mitt slid away from his quill, coming to rest on his lower berth back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing instant as her consistency opened up for him, her tight walls of her snatch softly massaging his intruding cock. Drawing his hands from her ass, he slid them under her berm, 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 retard jabbing taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each jabbing, keeping eye-contact with him all the while, his breakwater finally met her own, their bodies pushed outpouring against each other, his cock buried recondite inside of her, they stay like this for a piece, caught in the here and now. He leaned down ; their brim met once more as he started to go inside of her, picking up stop number until they found a at leisure pace, slow and sensual, not too fast nor too boring. Her balmy groan muffled by their entwined tongues and lips pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his shoulders as her hips met each slow poking with one of her own.

He broke the candy kiss after a while, looking down into her cover girl face, he couldn't get over the fact how much he loved her, it was a impression that he was new to, but it was there and from the look in her heart, she reflected that feeling. Their effort gradually started to increase in pace, Maryse closing her eyes as her groan 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 shudder and she cried out his public figure softly as her body 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 sense her body convulsing again and again under him, the rampart of her pussy gripping and releasing his thrusting hammer with a regularity which should be frightening, but her continued moans 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 cock to flood her pussy, he groaned in the incredible pleasure of his release, holding her tightly to him as their bodies shuddered in joy against each other.

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

"Hmm, you know how to jade a daughter out."

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his chest,

"well 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 shut down, glad to induce her with him before she had to leave for college. He brushed through her haircloth, slipping off the set holding them together and bobble them out with his fingers. 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 move, nor did he want to vex Maryse, he kissed her temple and whispered in her ear,

"I love you Reese."

She stirred and he could palpate her smiling,

"I love you too Joe. ”