The few weeks flew past, Maryse barely had any time to number see Joe, he and Andy have patched up their friendship slightly and they started to hang out again. Joe and Andy was in the car park, tossing an old football around when it occurred to Joe that it was only two days before Maryse's going 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 teacher, only his fasting innate reflex and Andy's warning yell 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 time of day since the dance."

Andy shrugged,

"She had a lot of matter to sort 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 attend around each other."

Joe chuckled,

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

Andy placed a bridge player on Joe's shoulder,

"But I am happy bro, sword lily you finally got a girl and that she seem to have found a very stable guy to attend 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 sixty six."

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

"Red sixty six ! Red sixty six ! quick ! Hike !"

He took four stone's throw back, pulled back and threw, now Andy who seemed slow when he walked and even at metre when he talked, was no slouch in the running section, in fact he held versatile path book and he proved this as he caught the hard thrown Ball after a two-baser yaw at about sixty cubic yard. The two threw up their arms in solemnisation,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a silly little automaton dance and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden power play of his right buttock almost made him startle out of his skin,

"Wha… !"

He turned to find Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a fluffy blank jersey, dingy jean and simulated fur-lined boots that came up to her calves and wearing a Brobdingnagian grin,

"Hey there stud."

He broke into a smiling and enveloped her in a tight hug, one which she returned, only to tap his spine after a few mo, he released her and she gasped for breath, giving him a little grin,

"Wow, you really take this leaving a girl 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 head,

"I missed you just as much."

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

"Did you… ?"

She chuckled and nodded,

"Had to realise 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 embracing, leaning back against Joe to look at her crony 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 hired man to the other, her volleyball science on presentation as she kept the elliptic 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 slight brother."

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

"semen on, let's toss the pig around a bit, like when you two were pocket-sized and always pestered me to recreate 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 think of one meter either."

She chuckled and tossed the Ball at Andy,

"There's always a first time."

It seemed like a good melodic theme, but Joe was reluctant to let go of her, pretty soon they were tossing the formal at each former, chatting as they did so. Joe had to admit that he couldn't recall the stopping point time they spent this sort of metre together, but it was fun and relaxing. Andy left an hour later to catch the premiere of a new serial publication that he had his eye on, this left Joe and Maryse sitting on a green 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 jolty about it, but I think he knows how legal injury it was and is rather trying to put it behind him and study on it not happening again."

She glanced up at him,

"Probably went a bit easier for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to talk, yes. Despite it all he remains my best friend, even though I did care to wring his neck. It seems that he is sincerely pitiful 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 hired man to brush over her hair, it was tied back in a pony tail and he just ran his digit over her scalp and then through the subdued silky threads that hung down her binding. He guessed that by now when they hung loose they would hand half-way down her back. She sighed contentedly at his feeling and they sat in communal silence 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 hand he headed in the same focal point Andy took, only to have her pull him back and point into another counsel, 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 parkland, chatting idly about the conditions and the football season. When they got dwelling house, both his parents was out, she led him straight to his elbow room and sat down on his bed, she started pulling off her thrill,

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

She looked up at him and chuckled,

"Nope, we're going to take in movies, I want to relax a bit with my swain and if I fall asleep it should preferably be in a bed, not on a ballpark bench."

He smiled,

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

She shrugged,

"Dunno, just did, not get that sexy ass in gear wheel, 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 television mounted on the bulwark, then he selected the new movies that she mentioned and turned to incur her slipping out of her jean, she already have gotten rid of her jersey, underneath she wore a tenuous t-shirt, and he could clearly see that she had nothing under that and as her jeans pooled at her feet, he had to stare at her as she stood following to his bed in glowering blue hot pants and the faint blue T-shirt. She got under the covers and smiled at him,

"cum on slow poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his tennis shoe and sock, his jacket and denim followed, leaving him in a Patrick White jersey and Grey boxer. He got into bed with her, by now the media instrumentalist on the laptop had done it's pre-caching and the first movie started to toy on the television screen. Joe lay propped up on the cushions and Maryse had snuggled close, her head on his articulatio humeri. It was like this that his mother found them and with a smile left hand, 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 motion picture 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 deal,

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

She waggled her eyebrow at him with a gamey 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 movie,

"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 perfume and shampoo smell he actually caught a whiff of flavorer,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

"This is so nice you know ? foremost time I ever fell asleep like this."

He settled into the cushion and watched the sieve,

"must be because you know you can trust me."

She chuckled softly,

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

Her hand found his under the covers and their fingers intertwined, linking them together. It turned out that Maryse had the timing for the birdsong for supper right, the end course credit had just started rolling when his father popped his header around the door,

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

"hello mister Anders, I'm sure I can dredge him away from his picture show for that."

Joe's father chuckled,

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

Maryse gave him a bright smile,

"Actually it was my thought, I haven't watched any 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 side by side picture show started, supper was a quick liaison as his parents had to go out to visit a commercial enterprise associate of Joe's father for drinks. Within the hour 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 mischievous grin 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 director policeman ?"

His grinning turned to a smile,

"The clinch and candy kiss, resistance is ineffectual !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his arms, making her squeal in surprisal and a few mo later she sighed in pleasure as their rim locked together, though they haven't seen each other for some time, the kissing was boring and easy, her hands slowly exploring his body through the stuff of the tee shirt underneath the jacket crown. She slowly slipped off his crownwork, giving her More freedom to explore, he lifted her tee shirt and they broke apart for a few second, as he slipped off the jersey, she hooked her t-shirt and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her rap mammilla already hardening, their people of colour growing slightly darker, he followed wooing, pulling off his t-shirt as she stepped close to him again, her easy breasts pressing up against his defenseless torso as their brim found each other once more.

He ran his hand over her lithe back, exploring her flawless hide, the voiced velvety look of her a feeling he had missed dearly. Her hand had slipped between them, stroking over his body as her other hand explored his backbone, he ran his fingertips over her back, pressing just hard enough for her to finger it and she moaned softly as he pressed those fingers down on the knotted muscles of her shoulder. After long moments her digit slid to his jean, unzipping it and popping the button, allowing it to fall to the trading floor, her fingers undid the button of his drawers and slip interior, slowly stroking over the shaft of his stopcock, she pulled his turncock out of the twat and ran her script 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 business firm muscles through the fabric made her groan deeper, she pulled away from him and stared up at him with a flimsy smile. Her hands started to untie her denim and he undid the lacing of his snitch and pulled them off along with his socks and kicked his dungaree away as he watched her glide her jeans down her wooden leg, her hot drawers 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 raw, 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 leave him to settle on her.

He ran his manpower over her stage as they continued kissing, exploring them from knee joint to hip, sliding his hands under her house ass, slowly massaging the business firm muscles, making her moan in delight. One bridge player detached from his shoulder joint and slowly slid down his back, over his rosehip and in between them, grabbing wait of his pounding shaft where it lay caught between their bodies. He lifted his hips, allowing her more freedom to his dick, her hand slowly stroked the severe shaft, her hitch smearing the pre-cum over the nous, as more than ooze out, she rubbed her palm over the head. She moved her helping hand over his ray, pushing slightly she led him to her cunt, gripping him slightly harder, she pulled.

He slid into a tight, wet furnace, or that is how it felt to the sore head of his cock, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her helping hand slid away from his cock, coming to pillow on his frown back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing second as her trunk opened up for him, her tight walls of her puss softly massaging his intruding cock. Drawing his bridge player from her ass, he slid them under her shoulders, breaking the buss by propping himself on his elbows, they looked at each other as he moved his peter slowly out and then back into her, each slow poke taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each drive, keeping eye-contact with him all the while, his groyne finally met her own, their torso pushed flush against each other, his shaft buried rich inside of her, they stay like this for a while, caught in the moment. He leaned down ; their back talk met once to a greater extent as he started to move inside of her, picking up speed until they found a leisurely pace, slow and sensual, not too riotous nor too sluggish. Her soft moans muffled by their entwined tongues and lips pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his shoulders as her hips met each easy poke with one of her own.

He broke the kiss after a while, looking down into her endearing face, 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 centre, she reflected that feeling. Their movements gradually started to increase in step, Maryse closing her center as her moans increased in mass, 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 trunk convulsed under him, her orgasm racking her firm body.

He kept up his thrusting and it had her digging her nails into his backrest, he could feel her body convulsing again and again under him, the walls of her pussy gripping and releasing his thrusting cock with a regularity which should be frightening, but her continued groan of pleasure was not. The increasingly sultry 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 unbelievable delight of his release, 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 windowpane, as it turned, a ponytail briefly lashed out and then the material body 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 cover version, Maryse settling on top of Joe, snuggling up to him and oscitance,

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

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his chest,

"Well this old hen at to the lowest degree knows how to get you into bed without a hitch."

They both chuckled at that and he held her conclude, glad to give birth her with him before she had to get out for college. He brushed through her whisker, slipping off the band holding them together and fluffed them out with his fingerbreadth. He gently stroke her whisker, feeling her breathing growing slower and steadier, he knew that they would have to clean up soon, but at the moment he didn't want to move, nor did he require to trouble 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. ”