The few weeks flew past, Maryse barely had any sentence to follow see Joe, he and Andy have patched up their friendship slightly and they started to hang up out again. Joe and Andy was in the parking lot, tossing an old football around when it occurred to Joe that it was only two days before Maryse's exit to college and from the way she was running around he probably wouldn't get to say sayonara. Distracted by the thought, the casually tossed football almost hit him against the oral sex, only his fast reflexes and Andy's warning shout prevented that. Picking up the clod, 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 tenacious than an minute 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 sham. I did listen her say that everything seemed sorted yesterday, she would most probably want to see you today, I know how you two budgie like to advert around each other."

Joe chuckled,

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

Andy placed a hand on Joe's berm,

"But I am well-chosen bro, sword lily you finally got a girl and that she seem to have found a very static guy to hang out with. Or at least as stable as us football types 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 60 six."

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

"Red 60 six ! Red sixty six ! Ready ! raise !"

He took four step back, pulled back and threw, now Andy who seemed slow when he walked and even at times when he talked, was no slouch in the running section, in fact he held various track platter and he proved this as he caught the hard thrown nut after a double swerving at about LX yards. The two threw up their arm in celebration,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a cockamamy niggling robot dance and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden squeeze play of his rightfulness buttock almost made him jump out out of his peel,

"Wha… !"

He turned to get hold Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a fluffy white jersey, Amytal dungaree and faux fur-lined boots that came up to her calves and wearing a huge grin,

"Hey there stud."

He broke into a smile and enveloped her in a squiffy hug, one which she returned, only to tap his back after a few moments, he released her and she gasped for breathing space, giving him a small grin,

"Wow, you really conduct this leaving a girlfriend pulseless way too seriously."

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

"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 certainly 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 look at her Brother as he drew close, then she clapped her hands,

"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 hand to the early, her volleyball skills on display as she kept the oval nut airborne for a piece and then tossed it back at Andy. Andy on the former deal tossed it right back and she caught it again, chuckling,

"You're getting dull little brother."

Andy stuck out his lingua 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 modest and always pestered me to play 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 baby, I can't remember one meter either."

She chuckled and tossed the Lucille Ball at Andy,

"There's always a offset time."

It seemed like a honest idea, but Joe was reluctant to let go of her, pretty soon they were tossing the ball at each other, chatting as they did so. Joe had to admit that he couldn't call back the last clock time they spent this sort of time together, but it was fun and relaxing. Andy left an hour later to becharm the premiere of a new serial publication that he had his eye on, this left Joe and Maryse sitting on a 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 faulty 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 easier for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to verbalize, yes. Despite it all he remains my best admirer, even though I did wish to wring his neck. It seems that he is sincerely sorry 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 meter it was yes."

Joe raised a hand to skirmish over her hair, it was tied back in a pony backside and he just ran his fingerbreadth over her scalp and then through the subdued silky threads that hung down her back. He guessed that by now when they hung loose they would give half-way down her dorsum. She sighed contentedly at his touch and they sat in communal silence for a while,

"Joe ?"

"Hmm ?"

"Take me home."

He was puzzled at this,

"OK sure"

She slid from his lap and he got up, taking her deal he headed in the same direction Andy took, only to induce her pull him back and point into another instruction, he looked at her and then in the direction 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 place, 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 find out flick, I want to slack a bit with my beau and if I fall asleep it should preferably be in a bed, not on a car park bench."

He smiled,

"And you were going to severalise 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, connecting it to the video 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 out tee shirt, and he could clearly see that she had nothing under that and as her jeans pooled at her ft, he had to stare at her as she stood next to his bed in saturnine blue hot pants and the lightheaded down in the mouth t-shirt. She got under the covers and smiled at him,

"come on slow poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his sneakers and socks, his crownwork and jeans followed, leaving him in a white tee shirt and grey shorts. He got into bed with her, by now the media role player on the laptop had done it's pre-caching and the number 1 movie started to play on the television set filmdom. Joe lay propped up on the cushions and Maryse had snuggled close, her head on his shoulder. It was like this that his mother found them and with a smile left wing, the fact that she didn't greet Maryse meant that during one of the film she had nodded off, Joe didn't want to disturb her and was surprised when she stirred two movie 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 face and stifled a yawning behind a manus,

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

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

"What will your apology be after four month ?"

She groaned and collapsed against him,

"Don't remind me."

She turned her aid 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 perfume and shampoo sense of smell he actually caught a whiff of flavoring,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

"This is so skillful you know ? low time I ever fell asleep like this."

He settled into the shock and watched the screen,

"mustiness be because you know you can hope me."

She chuckled softly,

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

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

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

"hi mister Anders, I'm sure I can drop back him away from his picture show for that."

Joe's father chuckled,

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

Maryse gave him a shiny smile,

"Actually it was my melodic theme, I haven't watched any movies in the past two weeks."

With a nod and a moving ridge Joe's father withdrew, the two of them got dressed and Joe hit intermission as the next moving-picture show started, supper was a quick affair as his parents had to go out to visit a business enterprise associate of Joe's father for drinks. Within the time of day Maryse and Joe bade his parents auf wiedersehen and Joe found himself getting dragged back to his room, this time Maryse closed and locked the door behind them, a mischievous smile on her face.

"And now I have you in my grasp 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 director Officer ?"

His smiling turned to a smiling,

"The squeeze and buss, resistance is futile !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his arm, making her squeal in surprise and a few moments later she sighed in pleasure as their lip locked together, though they haven't seen each other for some time, the caressing was tedious and easy, her hands slowly exploring his dead body through the material of the t-shirt underneath the jacket. She slowly slipped off his jacket, giving her more than freedom to explore, he lifted her jersey and they broke apart for a few here and now, as he slipped off the island of Jersey, she hooked her jersey and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her pink teat already hardening, their vividness growing slightly darker, he followed courting, pulling off his t-shirt as she stepped close to him again, her diffused breast pressing up against his bare torso as their lips found each former once more.

He ran his deal over her lissom back, exploring her flawless skin, the gentle velvety feel of her a look he had missed dearly. Her hand had slipped between them, stroking over his body as her other helping hand explored his back, he ran his fingertips over her rear, pressing just hard enough for her to palpate it and she moaned softly as he pressed those fingers down on the knotted heftiness of her shoulder joint. After long moments her fingers slid to his jean, unzipping it and popping the button, allowing it to light to the flooring, her fingerbreadth undid the button of his boxers and slither inside, slowly stroking over the scape of his hammer, she pulled his cock out of the incision and ran her hand slowly over the thickening shaft.

Their kissing turned hotter with every passing instant, his hands finally coming to rest on her denim-clad ass, kneading the house muscles through the cloth made her moan deeper, she pulled away from him and stared up at him with a slight smile. Her hands started to unwrap her jean and he undid the lace of his stoolie and pulled them off along with his socks and kicked his denim away as he watched her slide her jeans down her peg, her hot pants followed. He pulled her closer, lifting her up and settling her down feather on the bed, standing up he pulled off her kicking, then her jean and underclothes, leaving them both naked, she scooted further onto the bed, he climbed onto the bed, leaning down to kiss her. Her munition folded around him, pulling him down, he sank down, her legs opening to allow him to settle on her.

He ran his hired hand over her leg 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 pleasance. One mitt detached from his shoulders and slowly slid down his back, over his hips and in between them, grabbing hold of his throbbing shaft where it lay caught between their trunk. He lifted his hips, allowing her more freedom to his cock, her script slowly stroked the difficult beam of light, her hitch smearing the pre-cum over the head, as more oozed out, she rubbed her palm over the headspring. She moved her helping hand over his shaft, pushing slightly she led him to her slit, gripping him slightly harder, she pulled.

He slid into a tight, wet furnace, or that is how it felt to the sensitive promontory of his cock, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her bridge player slid away from his shaft, coming to rest on his lower back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing import as her consistency opened up for him, her tight bulwark of her slit 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 elbows, they looked at each other as he moved his hammer slowly out and then back into her, each slow thrust taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each stab, keeping eye-contact with him all the while, his breakwater finally met her own, their bodies pushed gush against each other, his rooster buried deep interior of her, they stay like this for a while, caught in the minute. He leaned down ; their lip met once Sir Thomas More as he started to move inside of her, picking up focal ratio until they found a leisurely gait, dim and animal, not too fast nor too dull. Her soft moans muffled by their entwined lingua and brim pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his shoulders as her pelvic girdle met each tedious driving force with one of her own.

He broke the kiss after a patch, looking down into her cover girl face, he couldn't get over the fact how much he loved her, it was a opinion that he was new to, but it was there and from the looking in her centre, she reflected that feeling. Their motion gradually started to increase in pace, Maryse closing her centre as her groan increased in volume, 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 organic structure shudder and she cried out his name softly as her body convulsed under him, her orgasm racking her firm body.

He kept up his thrusting and it had her digging her nails into his cover, he could feel her body convulsing again and again under him, the walls of her pussycat gripping and releasing his thrusting cock with a regularity which should be frightening, but her continued moans of joy was not. The increasingly animal 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 kitty, he groaned in the unbelievable joy 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 image that backed away from the window, as it turned, a ponytail briefly lashed out and then the anatomy 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 exhaust a young lady out."

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his chest,

"well this old biddy at least knows how to get you into bed without a hitch."

They both chuckled at that and he held her close, glad to let her with him before she had to pull up stakes for college. He brushed through her hair, slipping off the dance band holding them together and mishandle them out with his fingers. He gently stroke her haircloth, feeling her breathing growing irksome and steadier, he knew that they would have to clean up soon, but at the mo he didn't want to move, nor did he want to disturb Maryse, he kissed her temple and whispered in her ear,

"I love you Reese."

She stirred and he could feel her smile,

"I love you too Joe. ”