The few hebdomad flew past, Maryse barely had any time to occur see Joe, he and Andy have patched up their friendship 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 departure to college and from the way she was running around he probably wouldn't get to say bye-bye. Distracted by the thought, the casually tossed football almost hit him against the top dog, only his fast reflex and Andy's warning call 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 long than an hour since the dance."

Andy shrugged,

"She had a lot of affair to sort out since the finish college fell through, turned out to be some sort of impostor. 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 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 manus on Joe's shoulder,

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

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

"Give me that pig hide 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 LX six ! Red sixty six ! Ready ! Hike !"

He took four steps back, pulled back and threw, now Andy who seemed irksome when he walked and even at time when he talked, was no slouch in the running department, in fact he held various track records and he proved this as he caught the intemperately thrown orchis after a double swerving at about sixty yards. The two threw up their weapon in celebration,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a silly petty automaton dance and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden clinch of his right buttock almost made him startle out of his peel,

"Wha… !"

He turned to bump Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a fluffy albumen jersey, blue jeans and fake fur-lined boots that came up to her calf 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 present moment, he released her and she gasped for breathing place, giving him a belittled grin,

"Wow, you really conduct 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 fountainhead,

"I missed you just as much."

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

"Did you… ?"

She chuckled and nodded,

"Had to make 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 wait at her comrade as he drew close, then she clapped her hands,

"Gim me"

Andy frowned and then realized she meant the glob and tossed it underhand at her, she caught it and bobbed it from one hand to the other, her volleyball game skills on showing as she kept the oval musket ball airborne for a while and then tossed it back at Andy. Andy on the other hand 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 minor 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 babe, I can't remember one clock time either."

She chuckled and tossed the orb at Andy,

"There's always a inaugural time."

It seemed like a good theme, 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 remember the final stage time they spent this sort of clip together, but it was fun and relaxing. Andy left an hour later to overtake the premiere of a new serial 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 vivid conversation, he's still a bit high-strung about it, but I think he knows how ill-timed 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 soft for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to blab out, yes. Despite it all he remains my best acquaintance, even though I did care to wring his cervix. It seems that he is sincerely drab 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 hand to brush over her hair, it was tied back in a shot glass tail and he just ran his fingers over her scalp and then through the balmy silky duds that hung down her rachis. He guessed that by now when they hung 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 ?"

"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 pull him back and full point into another direction, he looked at her and then in the way her hand pointed, that was the way back to his home.

"Ah…that home."

She nodded with a grin and they left the commons, chatting idly about the weather and the football season. 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 boots,

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

She looked up at him and chuckled,

"Nope, we're going to watch film, I want to slack a bit with my swain and if I fall departed 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 tone ending that you and Andy have hoarded."

Joe smiled and went over to his laptop, connecting it to the tv set mounted on the bulwark, then he selected the new movies that she mentioned and turned to find her slipping out of her jeans, she already have gotten rid of her jersey, underneath she wore a thinly t-shirt, and he could clearly see that she had nothing under that and as her jeans pooled at her foundation, he had to gaze at her as she stood next to his bed in obscure grim hot pants and the idle drear T-shirt. She got under the covers and smiled at him,

"ejaculate on slow poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his fink and socks, his jacket and dungaree followed, leaving him in a Andrew Dickson White t-shirt and grey boxers. He got into bed with her, by now the culture medium participant on the laptop had done it's pre-caching and the for the first time movie started to toy on the video screen. 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 picture show 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 fussy bee, you missed two movies."

She pulled a brass and stifled a yawn behind a bridge player,

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

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

"What will your self-justification be after four calendar month ?"

She groaned and collapsed against him,

"Don't remind me."

She turned her aid to the new picture,

"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 aroma and shampoo smell he actually caught a whiff of seasoning,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

"This is so prissy you know ? inaugural clip I ever fell asleep like this."

He settled into the cushions and watched the filmdom,

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

She chuckled softly,

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

Her hired hand found his under the covers and their finger intertwined, linking them together. It turned out that Maryse had the timing for the margin call for supper right field, the end credits had just started rolling when his father popped his headspring around the doorway,

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

"hello Mister Anders, I'm certain I can drag him away from his motion-picture show for that."

Joe's father chuckled,

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

Maryse gave him a bright smile,

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

With a nod and a undulation Joe's father withdrew, the two of them got dressed and Joe hit interruption as the next pic started, supper was a fast affair as his parents had to go out to visit a business associate of Joe's father for beverage. Within the minute Maryse and Joe bade his parents goodbye and Joe found himself getting dragged back to his way, this time Maryse closed and locked the door behind them, a implike grin on her face.

"And now I have you in my clutches national flag, resistance is futile."

Joe smiled at her,

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

She frowned,

"XO ? The executive Officer ?"

His smile turned to a grin,

"The hugs and kisses, resistor is vain !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his limb, making her squeal in surprise and a few consequence later she sighed in pleasure as their lips locked together, though they haven't seen each other for some time, the necking was ho-hum and gentle, her hands slowly exploring his body through the stuff of the T-shirt underneath the jacket. She slowly slipped off his jacket, giving her to a greater extent freedom to research, he lifted her Garden State and they broke apart for a few moments, as he slipped off the jersey, she hooked her t-shirt and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her pink mammilla already hardening, their color growing slightly darker, he followed courting, pulling off his tee shirt as she stepped close to him again, her soft breasts pressing up against his au naturel torso as their lips found each early once more.

He ran his manus over her supple back, exploring her flawless skin, the soft velvety feel of her a smell he had missed dearly. Her hand had slipped between them, stroking over his body as her other hand explored his back, he ran his fingertips over her vertebral column, pressing just hard enough for her to finger it and she moaned softly as he pressed those digit down on the knotted muscles of her shoulder joint. After hanker moments her digit slid to his dungaree, unzipping it and popping the button, allowing it to fall to the floor, her fingers undid the push button of his boxers and slid inside, 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 caressing turned hotter with every expiration bit, his hands finally coming to perch on her denim-clad ass, kneading the firm muscles through the material made her moan deeper, she pulled away from him and stared up at him with a little smile. Her hands started to undo her blue jean and he undid the lace of his sneakers and pulled them off along with his socks and kicked his jean away as he watched her sloping trough her denim down her legs, her hot pant followed. He pulled her closer, lifting her up and settling her down on the bed, standing up he pulled off her flush, then her jean and underwear, leaving them both defenseless, 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 let him to settle on her.

He ran his hands over her legs as they continued kissing, exploring them from knee to hip, sliding his work force under her firm ass, slowly massaging the firm muscles, making her moan in pleasure. One hand detached from his shoulders and slowly slid down his back, over his coxa and in between them, grabbing custody of his throbbing shaft where it lay caught between their torso. He lifted his hip, allowing her more freedom to his prick, her hand slowly stroked the tough slam, her thumb smearing the pre-cum over the headway, as more transude out, she rubbed her palm over the header. She moved her hand over his jibe, 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 sensitive school principal of his rooster, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her mitt slid away from his lance, coming to rest on his gloomy back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing moment as her body opened up for him, her tight rampart of her pussy softly massaging his intruding cock. Drawing his hands 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 slow thrust taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each drive, keeping eye-contact with him all the piece, his groyne finally met her own, their organic structure pushed flush against each other, his cock buried inscrutable inside of her, they stay like this for a patch, 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, slow and sensual, not too fast nor too slacken. Her soft moans muffled by their entwined tongues and sass pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his shoulders as her coxa met each slow driving force with one of her own.

He broke the osculation after a while, looking down into her lovely face, he couldn't get over the fact how much he loved her, it was a tone that he was new to, but it was there and from the look in her centre, she reflected that feeling. Their social movement gradually started to increase in tempo, Maryse closing her oculus as her moans increased in bulk, Joe leaned down and kissed her neck opening, which she arched for him, her hot breath against his ear as was her moaning. He felt her physical 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 thrust and it had her digging her nails into his back, he could feel her body convulsing again and again under him, the paries of her pussy gripping and releasing his thrusting cock with a regularity which should be frightening, but her go on moans of pleasure was not. The increasingly sensual 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 peter to flood her pussy, he groaned in the unbelievable pleasure of his passing, holding her tightly to him as their bodies 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 bliss, it dawned on them that cold air was coming in from the partially opened windows. Languidly they crept under the blanket, Maryse settling on top of Joe, snuggling up to him and yawning,

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

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his chest,

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

They both chuckled at that and he held her close, gladiola to hold her with him before she had to leave for college. He brushed through her hair, slipping off the band holding them together and fluffed them out with his finger. He gently stroke her hair, feeling her breathing growing irksome and steadier, he knew that they would ingest to clean up soon, but at the moment he didn't want to impress, nor did he require to disturb Maryse, he kissed her tabernacle and whispered in her ear,

"I love you Reese."

She stirred and he could sense her grinning,

"I love you too Joe. ”