The few week flew past, Maryse barely had any time to descend see Joe, he and Andy have patched up their friendship slightly and they started to attend out again. Joe and Andy was in the Park, tossing an old football around when it occurred to Joe that it was only two days 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 mentation, the casually tossed football almost hit him against the head, only his fast reflex response and Andy's warning yell prevented that. Picking up the ball, he tossed it back, Andy caught it and walked cheeseparing,

"You OK there Joe ? You seem distracted."

Joe shrugged,

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

Andy shrugged,

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

Joe chuckled,

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

Andy placed a manus on Joe's articulatio humeri,

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

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

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

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

"Red sixty six ! Red sixty six ! make ! Hike !"

He took four steps back, pulled back and threw, now Andy who seemed slow when he walked and even at time when he talked, was no slouch in the running department, in fact he held various caterpillar tread records and he proved this as he caught the gruelling thrown ball after a double swerve at about sixty yards. The two threw up their arms in solemnisation,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a pathetic petty automaton dance and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden squeeze of his right field cheek almost made him jump out of his cutis,

"Wha… !"

He turned to recover Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a fluffy Edward White Garden State, blue jeans and simulated fur-lined boots that came up to her sura and wearing a huge grin,

"Hey there stud."

He broke into a grin and enveloped her in a tight hug, one which she returned, only to tap his back after a few minute, he released her and she gasped for hint, giving him a minor smile,

"Wow, you really acquire this leaving a lady friend inanimate 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 straits,

"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 realize 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 embrace, leaning back against Joe to calculate 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 handwriting to the other, her volleyball skills on display as she kept the elliptical ball airborne for a while and then tossed it back at Andy. Andy on the other bridge player tossed it right back and she caught it again, chuckling,

"You're getting slow down little brother."

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

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

Andy interjected,

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

Maryse glared at him and Joe chuckled,

"Unfortunately I'm with Ant on that one baby, I can't think of one time either."

She chuckled and tossed the ball at Andy,

"There's always a first time."

It seemed like a soundly musical theme, but Joe was loath to let go of her, pretty soon they were tossing the formal at each former, chatting as they did so. Joe had to take on that he couldn't recall the close clip they spent this sort of prison term 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 parking lot 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 wrong it was and is rather trying to put it behind him and employment on it not happening again."

She glanced up at him,

"Probably went a bit leisurely for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to talk, yes. Despite it all he remains my best champion, even though I did wish to wring his neck. It seems that he is sincerely dark 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 times it was yes."

Joe raised a script to brush over her hair, it was tied back in a pony tail and he just ran his fingers over her scalp and then through the lenient silky threads that hung down her backbone. He guessed that by now when they hung unloosen they would reach half-way down her back. She sighed contentedly at his touch and they sat in communal silence for a while,

"Joe ?"

"Hmm ?"

"yield 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 same direction Andy took, only to have her twist him back and point into another direction, 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 grinning and they left the green, chatting idly about the weather and the football season. When they got plate, both his parents was out, she led him straight to his way 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 keep an eye on movies, I want to loosen up a bit with my boyfriend and if I fall asleep 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 power train, I haven't watched any of the new liberation 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 film that she mentioned and turned to find her slipping out of her dungaree, she already have gotten rid of her T-shirt, underneath she wore a lean t-shirt, and he could clearly see that she had nix under that and as her denim pooled at her feet, he had to stare at her as she stood future to his bed in non-white puritanical hot pants and the lightheaded blue 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 cap and jean followed, leaving him in a white t-shirt and gray pugilist. He got into bed with her, by now the spiritualist participant on the laptop had done it's pre-caching and the commencement 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 berm. 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 film 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 occupy bee, you missed two movies."

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

"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 olfactory organ,

"What will your excuse be after four months ?"

She groaned and collapsed against him,

"Don't remind me."

She turned her attention to the new pic,

"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 fragrance and shampoo look he actually caught a whiff of seasoning,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

"This is so overnice you know ? First sentence I ever fell asleep like this."

He settled into the cushions and watched the silver screen,

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

She chuckled softly,

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

Her hired hand found his under the book binding and their fingers intertwined, linking them together. It turned out that Maryse had the timing for the yell for supper right, the end credits had just started rolling when his Father popped his header around the threshold,

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

"Hello mister Anders, I'm for certain I can tangle 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 bright grin,

"Actually it was my idea, I haven't watched any pic in the past times two weeks."

With a nod and a wave Joe's father withdrew, the two of them got dressed and Joe hit pause as the adjacent moving picture started, supper was a quick affair as his parents had to go out to visit a business associate of Joe's father for drinks. Within the time of day Maryse and Joe bade his parents goodbye and Joe found himself getting dragged back to his way, this time Maryse closed and locked the doorway behind them, a mischievous smiling on her face.

"And now I have you in my clutches 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 military officer ?"

His smile turned to a grin,

"The squeeze and buss, resistance is ineffectual !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his weaponry, 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 metre, the kissing was slow and assuage, her hands slowly exploring his eubstance through the material of the tee shirt underneath the jacket. She slowly slipped off his jacket, giving her more freedom to explore, he lifted her jersey and they broke apart for a few moments, as he slipped off the NJ, she hooked her jersey and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her knock nipples already hardening, their gloss growing slightly darker, he followed suit, pulling off his tee shirt as she stepped close to him again, her soft titty pressing up against his au naturel torso as their lips found each other once more.

He ran his hired man over her supple back, exploring her flawless skin, the soft velvety feel of her a flavor he had missed dearly. Her hand had slipped between them, stroking over his body as her former hand explored his back, he ran his fingertips over her back, pressing just hard enough for her to feel it and she moaned softly as he pressed those digit down on the knotted sinew of her articulatio humeri. After farseeing moments her finger slid to his denim, unzipping it and popping the button, allowing it to accrue to the floor, her finger undid the push button of his boxers and slid inside, slowly stroking over the shaft of his hammer, she pulled his prick out of the slit and ran her script slowly over the thickening shaft.

Their kissing turned hotter with every passing moment, his hands finally coming to repose on her denim-clad ass, kneading the firm muscles through the textile made her moan deeper, she pulled away from him and stared up at him with a slight smile. Her hands started to undo her denim and he undid the lace of his gym shoe and pulled them off along with his wind sock and kicked his jean away as he watched her coast her denim down her wooden leg, her hot pants followed. He pulled her closer, lifting her up and settling her down on the bed, standing up he pulled off her boots, 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 arms folded around him, pulling him down, he sank down, her legs opening to allow him to nail down on her.

He ran his hands over her legs as they continued kissing, exploring them from knee to hip, sliding his hands under her business firm ass, slowly massaging the house muscles, making her groan in pleasure. One hand detached from his shoulders and slowly slid down his spinal column, over his hip joint and in between them, grabbing hold of his throbbing shaft where it lay caught between their bodies. He lifted his pelvis, allowing her more exemption to his peter, her hand slowly stroked the tough shaft, her thumb smearing the pre-cum over the nous, as more exudate out, she rubbed her palm over the headland. She moved her hand over his slam, 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 brain of his cock, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her hand slid away from his jibe, coming to rest on his down in the mouth back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing moment as her dead body opened up for him, her tight rampart of her pussy softly massaging his intruding tool. Drawing his hired man from her ass, he slid them under her shoulders, breaking the kiss by propping himself on his elbows, they looked at each other as he moved his cock slowly out and then back into her, each dumb thrusting taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each thrust, keeping eye-contact with him all the while, his inguen finally met her own, their bodies pushed sluice against each other, his stopcock buried oceanic abyss inside of her, they stay like this for a while, caught in the moment. He leaned down ; their lips met once more as he started to move inside of her, picking up hurrying until they found a leisurely pace, tiresome and sensual, not too truehearted nor too slow up. Her cushy moan muffled by their entwined tongues and lips pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his articulatio humeri as her hip met each slow thrusting with one of her own.

He broke the kiss after a piece, looking down into her cover girl face, he couldn't get over the fact how much he loved her, it was a tactile sensation that he was new to, but it was there and from the tone in her heart, she reflected that feeling. Their move gradually started to increase in pace, Maryse closing her oculus as her moans increased in volume, Joe leaned down and kissed her neck opening, which she arched for him, her hot breathing place against his ear as was her moaning. He felt her consistence tingle and she cried out his name softly as her organic structure convulsed under him, her orgasm racking her business firm body.

He kept up his thrusting and it had her digging her nails into his backbone, he could feel her body convulsing again and again under him, the wall of her slit gripping and releasing his thrusting dick with a regularity which should be frightening, but her continued moans of pleasance was not. The increasingly sensual massaging of his rooster rushed his climax 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 incredible pleasure of his release, holding her tightly to him as their consistency shuddered in pleasure 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 figure was gone. Once they both came down from their orgasmic seventh heaven, it dawned on them that cold air was coming in from the partially opened Windows. Languidly they crept under the concealment, Maryse settling on top of Joe, snuggling up to him and yawning,

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

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his chest,

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

They both chuckled at that and he held her close, gladiolus to suffer her with him before she had to leave for college. He brushed through her hair, slipping off the band holding them together and tease them out with his fingers. He gently stroke her whisker, feeling her breathing growing obtuse and steadier, he knew that they would have to clean house up soon, but at the import he didn't want to move, nor did he want to trouble Maryse, he kissed her synagogue and whispered in her ear,

"I love you Reese."

She stirred and he could experience her smile,

"I love you too Joe. ”