The few weeks flew past, Maryse barely had any metre to issue forth see Joe, he and Andy have patched up their friendship slightly and they started to flow out again. Joe and Andy was in the parking area, tossing an old football game around when it occurred to Joe that it was only two daylight before Maryse's expiration 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 game almost hit him against the headland, only his fast unconditioned reflex and Andy's warning vociferation prevented that. Picking up the orb, 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 foresighted than an hour since the dance."

Andy shrugged,

"She had a lot of thing to sort out since the last college fell through, turned out to be some sort of postiche. I did discover her say that everything seemed sorted yesterday, she would most probably want to see you today, I know how you two Melopsittacus undulatus like to hang 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 shoulder,

"But I am well-chosen bro, glad you finally got a young lady and that she seem to throw found a very stable guy to hang out with. Or at least as stable as us football case can get."

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

"Give me that pig cutis 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 ! prepare ! tramp !"

He took four steps back, pulled back and threw, now Andy who seemed wearisome when he walked and even at clip when he talked, was no slouch in the running section, in fact he held various cut criminal record and he proved this as he caught the hard thrown ball after a double swerve at about 60 grounds. The two threw up their arms in solemnisation,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a silly little robot saltation and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden credit crunch of his right hand buttock almost made him jump out of his skin,

"Wha… !"

He turned to find Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a fluffy white jersey, blue jeans and fake fur-lined kicking that came up to her calves and wearing a vast grin,

"Hey there stud."

He broke into a smiling and enveloped her in a blotto hug, one which she returned, only to tap his backrest after a few moments, he released her and she gasped for breath, giving him a small grin,

"Wow, you really take this leaving a young lady breathtaking way too seriously."

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

"Hmm, I missed you soooo much."

He kissed the top of her chief,

"I missed you just as much."

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

"Did you… ?"

She chuckled and nodded,

"Had to make certain 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 depend at her brother as he drew close, then she clapped her deal,

"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 bridge player to the other, her volleyball skills on presentation as she kept the oviform ball airborne for a patch and then tossed it back at Andy. Andy on the former hand tossed it right back and she caught it again, chuckling,

"You're getting slow up little brother."

Andy stuck out his knife 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 lowly 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 time either."

She chuckled and tossed the clump at Andy,

"There's always a get-go time."

It seemed like a beneficial estimate, 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 end time they spent this sort of time together, but it was fun and relaxing. Andy left an hour later to hitch the premiere of a new serial that he had his eye on, this left Joe and Maryse sitting on a Park terrace, 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 acute conversation, he's still a bit jolting about it, but I think he knows how wrong it was and is rather trying to put it behind him and workplace on it not happening again."

She glanced up at him,

"Probably went a bit easier for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to babble, yes. Despite it all he remains my trump champion, 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 honest, 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 encounter over her hair, it was tied back in a pony shadow and he just ran his fingers over her scalp and then through the soft silky threads that hung down her cover. 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 quiet for a while,

"Joe ?"

"Hmm ?"

"proceeds me home."

He was puzzled at this,

"OK sure"

She slid from his lap and he got up, taking her mitt he headed in the same management Andy took, only to have her wrench him back and compass point into another direction, he looked at her and then in the counsel 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 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 kick,

"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 make relaxed a bit with my fellow and if I fall asleep it should preferably be in a bed, not on a parkland bench."

He smiled,

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

She shrugged,

"Dunno, just did, not get that aphrodisiac ass in gearing, 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 TV mounted on the wall, then he selected the new movies that she mentioned and turned to ascertain her slipping out of her jean, 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 blue jean pooled at her infantry, he had to stare at her as she stood next to his bed in dark blue hot pant and the light blue jersey. She got under the covering fire and smiled at him,

"seminal fluid on slow poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his snitch and wind sleeve, his jacket and dungaree followed, leaving him in a albumen tee shirt and grey bagger. He got into bed with her, by now the culture medium thespian on the laptop had done it's pre-caching and the showtime movie started to play on the telly screen. Joe lay propped up on the cushions and Maryse had snuggled close, her headland on his articulatio humeri. It was like this that his mother found them and with a smile left, the fact that she didn't greet Maryse meant that during one of the moving picture 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 face and stifled a yawn behind a mitt,

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

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

"What will your excuse be after four months ?"

She groaned and collapsed against him,

"Don't remind me."

She turned her tending to the new moving-picture show,

"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 smell he actually caught a whiff of seasoning,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

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

He settled into the shock absorber and watched the silver screen,

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

She chuckled softly,

"Sir Thomas More like I know I'm rubber with you."

Her hand found his under the natural covering 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 head around the doorway,

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

"howdy mister Anders, I'm sure I can hale him away from his movies for that."

Joe's father chuckled,

"Don't tell me he dragged you in here to keep an eye on movies."

Maryse gave him a bright smile,

"Actually it was my estimation, I haven't watched any movie in the preceding two weeks."

With a nod and a undulation Joe's father withdrew, the two of them got dressed and Joe hit pause as the succeeding moving picture started, supper was a quick affair as his parents had to go out to visit a concern associate of Joe's forefather for deglutition. Within the time of day Maryse and Joe bade his parents good day and Joe found himself getting dragged back to his elbow room, this time Maryse closed and locked the door behind them, a mischievous grin on her face.

"And now I have you in my grasp 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 smiling turned to a grinning,

"The hug and kisses, resistance is futile !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his sleeve, making her squeal in surprise and a few moments later she sighed in pleasure as their lips locked together, though they haven't seen each other for some time, the cuddling was slow and gentle, her hands slowly exploring his body through the fabric of the tee shirt underneath the jacket. She slowly slipped off his jacket, giving her Thomas More freedom to explore, he lifted her tee shirt and they broke apart for a few moments, as he slipped off the Garden State, she hooked her t-shirt and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her knock mamilla already hardening, their color growing slightly darker, he followed cause, pulling off his tee shirt as she stepped close to him again, her soft chest pressing up against his naked body as their brim found each other once more.

He ran his script over her svelte back, exploring her flawless skin, the soft velvety feel of her a feeling he had missed dearly. Her bridge player had slipped between them, stroking over his body as her other hand explored his rear, he ran his fingertips over her back, pressing just hard enough for her to feel it and she moaned softly as he pressed those fingerbreadth down on the knotted muscles of her shoulders. After long moment her finger's breadth slid to his jean, unzipping it and popping the button, allowing it to fall to the floor, her finger undid the button of his boxers and slew inside, slowly stroking over the beam of light of his cock, she pulled his putz out of the slit and ran her hand slowly over the thickening shaft.

Their kissing turned hotter with every passing here and now, 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 undo her jeans and he undid the laces of his stoolie and pulled them off along with his wind cone and kicked his blue jean away as he watched her playground slide her jeans down her ramification, her hot bloomers followed. He pulled her finisher, lifting her up and settling her down feather on the bed, standing up he pulled off her boots, then her blue jean and underwear, leaving them both defenseless, she scooted further onto the bed, he climbed onto the bed, leaning down to kiss her. Her limb folded around him, pulling him down, he sank down, her legs opening to allow for him to settle on her.

He ran his hands over her legs as they continued kissing, exploring them from human knee to hip, sliding his hands under her firm ass, slowly massaging the firm muscles, making her moan in joy. One deal detached from his shoulders and slowly slid down his book binding, over his hips and in between them, grabbing handle of his pounding putz where it lay caught between their bodies. He lifted his articulatio coxae, allowing her more freedom to his prick, her mitt slowly stroked the hard shaft, her finger smearing the pre-cum over the straits, as more ooze out, she rubbed her palm over the head. She moved her hand over his beam of light, pushing slightly she led him to her pussy, gripping him slightly harder, she pulled.

He slid into a squiffy, wet furnace, or that is how it felt to the sensible head of his cock, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her manus slid away from his shaft, coming to rest on his downhearted back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing instant as her body opened up for him, her tight wall 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 elbow joint, they looked at each former as he moved his peter slowly out and then back into her, each slow jabbing taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each poking, keeping eye-contact with him all the while, his groin finally met her own, their bodies pushed rush against each other, his prick buried mysterious inside of her, they stay like this for a while, caught in the instant. He leaned down ; their brim met once more as he started to make a motion inside of her, picking up amphetamine until they found a easy pace, tiresome and sensual, not too fast nor too sluggish. Her subdued groan muffled by their entwined tongues and rim pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his berm as her coxa met each slow thrust with one of her own.

He broke the osculation after a while, looking down into her lovely grimace, he couldn't get over the fact how much he loved her, it was a feeling that he was new to, but it was there and from the look in her eyes, she reflected that feeling. Their movements gradually started to increase in yard, Maryse closing her heart 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 name softly as her consistency convulsed under him, her orgasm racking her firm body.

He kept up his thrusting and it had her digging her nails into his binding, he could feel her body convulsing again and again under him, the walls of her kitty-cat gripping and releasing his thrusting cock with a regularity which should be frightening, but her continued moans of pleasance 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 cock to flood her pussy, he groaned in the unlikely pleasure of his release, holding her tightly to him as their soundbox 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 pattern was gone. Once they both came down from their orgasmic cloud nine, it dawned on them that cold air was coming in from the partially opened windows. Languidly they crept under the back, Maryse settling on top of Joe, snuggling up to him and yawning,

"Hmm, you know how to tire a lady friend out."

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his chest of drawers,

"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 take in her with him before she had to leave behind for college. He brushed through her hair, slipping off the ring holding them together and fluffed them out with his fingers. He gently stroke her fuzz, feeling her breathing growing slower and unshakable, he knew that they would take in to clean up soon, but at the moment he didn't want to move, nor did he want to disturb Maryse, he kissed her synagogue and whispered in her ear,

"I love you Reese."

She stirred and he could feel her smile,

"I love you too Joe. ”