The few workweek flew past, Maryse barely had any fourth dimension to issue forth 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 around when it occurred to Joe that it was only two mean solar day before Maryse's going 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 head, 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 prospicient than an hour since the dance."

Andy shrugged,

"She had a lot of affair to assort out since the last college fell through, turned out to be some form of pseud. 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 flow 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 berm,

"But I am well-chosen bro, glad you finally got a girl and that she seem to have found a very stalls guy to hang out with. Or at to the lowest degree as horse barn as us football types can get."

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

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

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

"Red LX six ! Red LX six ! quick ! Hike !"

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

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

Andy did a silly little robot dance and Joe was laughing at him, the sudden squeeze of his right hand cheek almost made him jump out of his tegument,

"Wha… !"

He turned to rule Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a fluffy white tee shirt, drab dungaree and faux fur-lined iron heel that came up to her calfskin and wearing a Brobdingnagian grinning,

"Hey there stud."

He broke into a grin and enveloped her in a fast hug, one which she returned, only to tap his back after a few second, he released her and she gasped for breather, giving him a small-scale smiling,

"Wow, you really take this leaving a young lady 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 top dog,

"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 make surely 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 face at her Brother as he drew close, then she clapped her helping 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 helping hand to the other, her volleyball accomplishment on display as she kept the oval clump airborne for a while and then tossed it back at Andy. Andy on the early 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 sister, I can't remember one metre either."

She chuckled and tossed the ball at Andy,

"There's always a first time."

It seemed like a unspoilt idea, but Joe was reluctant to let go of her, pretty soon they were tossing the clump at each other, chatting as they did so. Joe had to accept that he couldn't remember the lowest time they spent this variety of 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 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 jittery about it, but I think he knows how faulty 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 well-fixed for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to talk, yes. Despite it all he remains my best friend, even though I did wish well to wring his neck. It seems that he is sincerely sorry about it."

She snuggled up against him,

"That is right, I like the new Andy, a lot like the old one, without the attitude."

Joe chuckled,

"Was it that bad ?"

She nodded,

"At prison term it was yes."

Joe raised a mitt to brush over her haircloth, it was tied back in a shot glass arse and he just ran his fingers over her scalp and then through the cushy silky togs that hung down her backbone. He guessed that by now when they hung let loose 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 ?"

"Take me home."

He was puzzled at this,

"OK sure"

She slid from his lap and he got up, taking her paw he headed in the same counselling Andy took, only to have her wrench him back and gunpoint into another direction, he looked at her and then in the focal point her mitt pointed, that was the way back to his home.

"Ah…that home."

She nodded with a smile and they left the ballpark, chatting idly about the atmospheric condition and the football game 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 iron boot,

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

She looked up at him and chuckled,

"Nope, we're going to see movies, I want to relax a bit with my boyfriend and if I fall gone 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 aphrodisiac ass in cogwheel, I haven't watched any of the new dismission that you and Andy have hoarded."

Joe smiled and went over to his laptop, connecting it to the television mounted on the wall, then he selected the new moving picture that she mentioned and turned to get her slipping out of her jeans, she already have gotten rid of her Garden State, underneath she wore a tenuous jersey, and he could clearly see that she had nada under that and as her blue jean pooled at her foot, he had to gaze at her as she stood following to his bed in glum spicy hot pants and the light blueness tee shirt. She got under the covers and smiled at him,

"semen on retard poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his sneakers and socks, his jacket crown and jeans followed, leaving him in a whiteness t-shirt and grey boxers. He got into bed with her, by now the culture medium actor on the laptop had done it's pre-caching and the first picture started to play on the goggle box CRT screen. Joe lay propped up on the shock absorber and Maryse had snuggled close, her forefront 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 movies she had nodded off, Joe didn't want to disturb her and was surprised when she stirred two moving-picture show 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 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 spicy grin, grinning back, he playfully tapped her on the nose,

"What will your apology be after four months ?"

She groaned and collapsed against him,

"Don't remind me."

She turned her tending to the new motion-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 aroma and shampoo smell he actually caught a puff of air of seasoning,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

"This is so gracious you know ? offset metre I ever fell asleep like this."

He settled into the shock and watched the screen,

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

She chuckled softly,

"Thomas More like I know I'm dependable with you."

Her manus found his under the covers and their digit intertwined, linking them together. It turned out that Maryse had the timing for the song for supper right, the end credits had just started rolling when his father popped his heading around the door,

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

"how-do-you-do mister Anders, I'm for certain I can drag him away from his flick for that."

Joe's father chuckled,

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

Maryse gave him a brilliantly grin,

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

With a nod and a wave Joe's father withdrew, the two of them got dressed and Joe hit intermission as the next film started, supper was a quick affair as his parents had to go out to chaffer a business associate of Joe's father for beverage. Within the 60 minutes Maryse and Joe bade his parents goodbye and Joe found himself getting dragged back to his room, this time Maryse closed and locked the door behind them, a prankish grinning on her face.

"And now I have you in my grasp 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 smiling,

"The hugs and kiss, resistor is futile !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his arms, making her squeal in surprise and a few moments later she sighed in pleasure as their lip locked together, though they haven't seen each other for some time, the kissing was tedious and pacify, her script slowly exploring his torso through the material of the t-shirt underneath the jacket. She slowly slipped off his crown, giving her more freedom to explore, he lifted her T-shirt and they broke apart for a few present moment, as he slipped off the NJ, she hooked her T-shirt and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her pink nipples already hardening, their colour growing slightly darker, he followed suit, pulling off his t-shirt as she stepped close to him again, her soft bosom pressing up against his naked torso as their brim 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 feeling he had missed dearly. Her handwriting had slipped between them, stroking over his body as her other bridge player explored his cover, he ran his fingertips over her binding, pressing just hard enough for her to feel it and she moaned softly as he pressed those fingers down on the knotted muscular tissue of her shoulders. After farsighted moments her fingers slid to his denim, unzipping it and popping the button, allowing it to fall to the floor, her digit undid the button of his shorts and slither inside, slowly stroking over the shaft of his tool, she pulled his turncock out of the puss 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 fabric made her moan deeper, she pulled away from him and stared up at him with a slight smile. Her hands started to loosen her denim and he undid the lace of his sneakers and pulled them off along with his sock and kicked his jean away as he watched her lantern slide her jeans down her stage, her hot pants followed. He pulled her closer, lifting her up and settling her down feather on the bed, standing up he pulled off her kicking, then her jean and underwear, leaving them both naked, she scooted further onto the bed, he climbed onto the bed, leaning down to snog her. Her arms folded around him, pulling him down, he sank down, her legs opening to set aside him to settle on her.

He ran his hands over her legs as they continued kissing, exploring them from knee to hip, sliding his hands under her firm ass, slowly massaging the firm muscles, making her moan in delight. One hand detached from his shoulders and slowly slid down his back, over his pelvic arch and in between them, grabbing time lag of his pounding barb where it lay caught between their soundbox. He lifted his hip, allowing her Thomas More exemption to his cock, her hand slowly stroked the hard shaft, her ovolo smearing the pre-cum over the point, as more oozed out, she rubbed her palm tree over the head. She moved her hired hand over his dick, 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 head of his cock, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her hand slid away from his shaft, coming to remain on his lower back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing moment as her body opened up for him, her tight walls of her cunt 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 human elbow, they looked at each early as he moved his cock slowly out and then back into her, each slow push taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each knife thrust, keeping eye-contact with him all the piece, his groin finally met her own, their soundbox pushed flush against each other, his rooster buried bass 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 focal ratio until they found a leisurely step, slow and sensual, not too degenerate nor too sluggish. Her soft moans muffled by their entwined lingua and lips pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his articulatio humeri as her hip joint met each dumb drive with one of her own.

He broke the candy kiss after a while, looking down into her lovely facial expression, he couldn't get over the fact how much he loved her, it was a touch sensation that he was new to, but it was there and from the look in her center, she reflected that feeling. Their movements gradually started to increase in step, Maryse closing her eyes as her moans increased in volume, Joe leaned down and kissed her neck, which she arched for him, her hot hint against his ear as was her moaning. He felt her organic structure shudder and she cried out his public figure softly as her body convulsed under him, her orgasm racking her firm body.

He kept up his thrusting and it had her digging her nails into his rear, he could sense 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 moans of pleasure was not. The increasingly animal massaging of his cock rushed his coming as well and as he was about to cum, he pushed deep into her, his cum erupting from his prick to flood her kitty, he groaned in the unbelievable pleasure of his vent, holding her tightly to him as their dead body shuddered in joy against each other.

Locked together like they were, neither one saw the build 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 window. Languidly they crept under the covers, Maryse settling on top of Joe, snuggling up to him and yawning,

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

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his chest,

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

They both chuckled at that and he held her close, gladiolus to have her with him before she had to leave for college. He brushed through her hair, slipping off the lot holding them together and bodge them out with his fingers. He gently stroke her fuzz, feeling her breathing growing slower and steady, he knew that they would have to make clean up soon, but at the moment he didn't want to prompt, nor did he want to disturb Maryse, he kissed her temple and whispered in her ear,

"I love you Reese."

She stirred and he could find her smiling,

"I love you too Joe. ”