The few weeks flew past, Maryse barely had any time to do 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 goodbye. Distracted by the thought, the casually tossed football almost hit him against the head word, 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 longer than an hour since the dance."

Andy shrugged,

"She had a lot of things to class out since the last 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 lovebirds like to hang around each other."

Joe chuckled,

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

Andy placed a helping hand on Joe's shoulder,

"But I am happy bro, glad you finally got a female child and that she seem to feature found a very stable guy to hang out with. Or at to the lowest degree as stable as us football types can get."

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

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

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

"Red 60 six ! Red 60 six ! gear up ! Hike !"

He took four footstep back, pulled back and threw, now Andy who seemed slow when he walked and even at prison term when he talked, was no slouch in the running department, in fact he held respective track phonograph record and he proved this as he caught the hard thrown egg after a two-fold swerve at about sixty chiliad. The two threw up their arms in solemnization,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a silly little robot dancing and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden squeeze play of his right field cheek almost made him jump out of his skin,

"Wha… !"

He turned to incur Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a downy bloodless T-shirt, low jeans and false fur-lined boots that came up to her calves and wearing a Brobdingnagian smile,

"Hey there stud."

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

"Wow, you really drive this leaving a female child 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 mind,

"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 pee-pee indisputable 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 brother as he drew close, then she clapped her hired hand,

"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 other, her volleyball game science on showing as she kept the oval globe 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,

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

Andy interjected,

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

Maryse glared at him and Joe chuckled,

"Unfortunately I'm with Ant on that one babe, I can't recall one time either."

She chuckled and tossed the orchis at Andy,

"There's always a first-class honours degree time."

It seemed like a trade good idea, but Joe was loath to let go of her, pretty soon they were tossing the clod at each other, chatting as they did so. Joe had to take that he couldn't remember the death time they spent this variety of clock 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 park workbench, 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 restive about it, but I think he knows how unseasonable it was and is rather trying to put it behind him and body of work on it not happening again."

She glanced up at him,

"Probably went a bit sluttish for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to babble, yes. Despite it all he remains my best friend, even though I did wish to wring his neck. It seems that he is sincerely no-good about it."

She snuggled up against him,

"That is practiced, 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 bridge player to thicket over her hairsbreadth, it was tied back in a pony tail and he just ran his finger over her scalp and then through the soft silky threads that hung down her binding. He guessed that by now when they hung slack they would reach half-way down her backrest. She sighed contentedly at his ghost and they sat in communal silence for a while,

"Joe ?"

"Hmm ?"

"yield me home."

He was puzzled at this,

"OK certain"

She slid from his lap and he got up, taking her manus he headed in the same direction Andy took, only to have her drag him back and point into another direction, he looked at her and then in the centering her helping 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 time of year. When they got menage, both his parents was out, she led him straight to his way and sat down on his bed, she started pulling off her thrill,

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

She looked up at him and chuckled,

"Nope, we're going to watch movies, I want to loose a bit with my boyfriend and if I fall deceased it should preferably be in a bed, not on a commons bench."

He smiled,

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

She shrugged,

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

Joe smiled and went over to his laptop, connecting it to the television system mounted on the wall, then he selected the new movie that she mentioned and turned to find her slipping out of her dungaree, she already have gotten rid of her tee shirt, underneath she wore a reduce t-shirt, and he could clearly see that she had zilch under that and as her jeans pooled at her feet, he had to stare at her as she stood next to his bed in dark blue hot pant and the light gamey T-shirt. She got under the concealment and smiled at him,

"Come on slow poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his stoolie and socks, his jacket and denim followed, leaving him in a white t-shirt and grey boxers. He got into bed with her, by now the metier role player on the laptop computer had done it's pre-caching and the foremost movie started to play on the television screen. Joe lay propped up on the cushion and Maryse had snuggled close, her head on his shoulder. It was like this that his female parent found them and with a smile leftfield, the fact that she didn't greet Maryse meant that during one of the movies 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 busy bee, you missed two movies."

She pulled a facial expression 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 nose,

"What will your alibi be after four months ?"

She groaned and collapsed against him,

"Don't remind me."

She turned her attention to the new film,

"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 olfaction he actually caught a whiff of seasoning,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

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

He settled into the cushions and watched the screen,

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

She chuckled softly,

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

Her hand found his under the covering and their fingerbreadth intertwined, linking them together. It turned out that Maryse had the timing for the call option for supper right, the end credit rating had just started rolling when his father popped his read/write head around the room access,

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

"hello mister Anders, I'm sure I can get behind him away from his movies for that."

Joe's father chuckled,

"Don't severalize me he dragged you in here to see movies."

Maryse gave him a promising smile,

"Actually it was my idea, I haven't watched any moving picture in the past 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 pic started, supper was a warm social occasion as his parents had to go out to visit a business enterprise familiar of Joe's father for drinks. Within the hour Maryse and Joe bade his parents auf wiedersehen and Joe found himself getting dragged back to his room, this meter Maryse closed and locked the threshold behind them, a impish smile 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 ensign 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, opposition is bootless !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his arms, making her squeal in surprise and a few minute later she sighed in pleasure as their mouth locked together, though they haven't seen each other for some fourth dimension, the necking was slow and gentle, her hands slowly exploring his body through the material of the T-shirt underneath the cap. She slowly slipped off his jacket, giving her more freedom to explore, he lifted her Jersey and they broke apart for a few mo, as he slipped off the jersey, she hooked her jersey and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her knock mamilla already hardening, their colouring growing slightly darker, he followed suit, pulling off his jersey as she stepped close to him again, her soft breasts pressing up against his naked torso as their sassing found each former once more.

He ran his hand over her lithe back, exploring her flawless cutis, the soft velvety feel of her a feeling he had missed dearly. Her manus had slipped between them, stroking over his dead body as her other hand explored his back, he ran his fingertips over her back, pressing just hard enough for her to palpate it and she moaned softly as he pressed those finger down on the knotted muscles of her shoulder joint. After long moments her fingers slid to his blue jean, unzipping it and popping the push, allowing it to fall to the level, her fingerbreadth undid the button of his shorts and slide interior, slowly stroking over the shaft of his pecker, she pulled his cock out of the slit 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 firm muscles through the material made her moan deeper, she pulled away from him and stared up at him with a slight grin. Her hands started to undo her blue jean and he undid the laces of his stool pigeon and pulled them off along with his wind sleeve and kicked his jean away as he watched her slide her jeans down her legs, her hot knickers followed. He pulled her finisher, lifting her up and settling her down on the bed, standing up he pulled off her boots, then her denim and underclothes, leaving them both naked, she scooted further onto the bed, he climbed onto the bed, leaning down to buss her. Her arms folded around him, pulling him down, he sank down, her legs opening to provide him to settle on her.

He ran his hands over her legs as they continued kissing, exploring them from stifle to hip, sliding his hands under her firm ass, slowly massaging the firm muscles, making her moan in pleasure. One hand detached from his shoulder joint and slowly slid down his cover, over his hips and in between them, grabbing grip of his pounding shaft where it lay caught between their bodies. He lifted his pelvis, allowing her more freedom to his cock, her hand slowly stroked the difficult shaft, her riffle smearing the pre-cum over the drumhead, as Sir Thomas More ooze out out, she rubbed her palm over the read/write head. She moved her hand over his shaft, pushing slightly she led him to her puss, gripping him slightly harder, she pulled.

He slid into a tight, wet furnace, or that is how it felt to the raw head of his cock, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her hired man slid away from his pecker, coming to pillow on his humiliated back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing bit as her dead body opened up for him, her tight walls of her pussy softly massaging his intruding hammer. Drawing his hands from her ass, he slid them under her articulatio humeri, breaking the osculation by propping himself on his elbows, they looked at each other as he moved his putz slowly out and then back into her, each ho-hum stab taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each stab, keeping eye-contact with him all the patch, his breakwater finally met her own, their bodies pushed flush against each other, his cock buried deep inside of her, they stay like this for a spell, caught in the moment. He leaned down ; their brim met once more as he started to locomote interior of her, picking up speed until they found a easy tempo, decelerate and fleshly, not too fast nor too deadening. Her soft moan muffled by their entwined spit and lips pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his shoulder joint as her pelvic arch met each slow jabbing with one of her own.

He broke the kiss after a piece, looking down into her lovely typeface, 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 look in her middle, she reflected that feeling. Their movements gradually started to increase in pace, Maryse closing her eyes as her moans increased in volume, Joe leaned down and kissed her neck opening, which she arched for him, her hot breather against his ear as was her moaning. He felt her body shudder and she cried out his name softly as her body convulsed under him, her orgasm racking her firm body.

He kept up his poking and it had her digging her nails into his back, he could feel her body convulsing again and again under him, the rampart of her pussy gripping and releasing his thrusting stopcock with a geometrical regularity which should be frightening, but her keep moan of pleasure was not. The increasingly sensual massaging of his rooster rushed his orgasm as well and as he was about to cum, he pushed deep into her, his cum erupting from his rooster to deluge her pussy, he groaned in the unbelievable joy of his release, holding her tightly to him as their torso shuddered in pleasure against each other.

Locked together like they were, neither one saw the number 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 blissfulness, 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 fag out a little girl out."

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his bureau,

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

They both chuckled at that and he held her nigh, gladiolus to bear her with him before she had to leave for college. He brushed through her hair, slipping off the band holding them together and bobble them out with his finger's breadth. He gently stroke her hair, feeling her breathing growing slower and firm, he knew that they would get to strip up soon, but at the second he didn't want to affect, nor did he require to upset 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. ”