The few calendar week flew past, Maryse barely had any time to come 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 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. 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, only his fast inborn reflex 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 matter to sort out since the finally 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 pay heed around each other."

Joe chuckled,

"If I had the hot sis and you were the new beau I would be happy."

Andy placed a hand on Joe's shoulder,

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

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

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

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

"Red LX six ! Red sixty six ! ready ! raise !"

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 running department, in fact he held versatile data track records and he proved this as he caught the severe thrown clump after a image swerve at about LX yards. The two threw up their coat of arms in celebration,

"Whoohoo ! The Ant still has it !"

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

"Wha… !"

He turned to receive Maryse standing behind him, dressed in a downlike white jersey, blue jeans and faux fur-lined charge that came up to her calves and wearing a huge grinning,

"Hey there stud."

He broke into a grinning and enveloped her in a closely hug, one which she returned, only to tap his backrest after a few here and now, he released her and she gasped for hint, giving him a little grin,

"Wow, you really engage this leaving a young woman 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 head,

"I missed you just as much."

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

"Did you… ?"

She chuckled and nodded,

"Had to construct sure it's a surprisal, 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 sidekick as he drew close, then she clapped her hands,

"Gim me"

Andy frowned and then realized she meant the testis and tossed it underhand at her, she caught it and bobbed it from one hand to the other, her volleyball accomplishment on presentation as she kept the oval ball airborne for a spell 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 tiresome 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 humble and always pestered me to fiddle along."

Andy interjected,

"I can't recall 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 ball at Andy,

"There's always a first time."

It seemed like a good idea, but Joe was reluctant to let go of her, pretty soon they were tossing the ball at each former, chatting as they did so. Joe had to acknowledge that he couldn't remember the in conclusion clip they spent this sort of prison term together, but it was fun and relaxing. Andy left an hr later to entrance 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 acute conversation, he's still a bit rough about it, but I think he knows how improper 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-to-do for you two ?"

Joe shrugged,

"Once he started to peach, yes. Despite it all he remains my near acquaintance, 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 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 manus to brush over her pilus, it was tied back in a pony backside and he just ran his fingers over her scalp and then through the flaccid silky togs that hung down her vertebral column. He guessed that by now when they hung loose they would reach half-way down her spinal column. She sighed contentedly at his signature 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 hand he headed in the same instruction Andy took, only to have her pull him back and percentage point into another direction, he looked at her and then in the direction her manus 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 weather and the football season. When they got plate, 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 relax a bit with my boyfriend and if I fall asleep it should preferably be in a bed, not on a Mungo 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 releases that you and Andy have hoarded."

Joe smiled and went over to his laptop, connecting it to the telecasting mounted on the wall, then he selected the new movies that she mentioned and turned to witness her slipping out of her jean, she already have gotten rid of her jersey, underneath she wore a cut tee shirt, and he could clearly see that she had nothing under that and as her dungaree pooled at her feet, he had to stare at her as she stood next to his bed in dark blue hot pants and the weak wild blue yonder t-shirt. She got under the binding and smiled at him,

"cum on deadening poke."

He chuckled, slipped out of his gym shoe and windsock, his jacket and jeans followed, leaving him in a E. B. White t-shirt and greyness packer. He got into bed with her, by now the media player on the laptop had done it's pre-caching and the first movie started to encounter on the telly cover. Joe lay propped up on the cushions and Maryse had snuggled close, her head on his berm. It was like this that his mother found them and with a grin left wing, the fact that she didn't greet Maryse meant that during one of the film she had nodded off, Joe didn't want to agitate 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 occupy bee, you missed two movies."

She pulled a face and stifled a yawn behind a manus,

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

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

"What will your excuse be after four month ?"

She groaned and collapsed against him,

"Don't remind me."

She turned her attention to the new movie,

"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 essence and shampoo smelling he actually caught a puff of air of flavorer,

"Yeah seems like it."

She settled in against him again and sighed,

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

He settled into the cushions and watched the screen,

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

She chuckled softly,

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

Her handwriting found his under the covers and their fingers intertwined, linking them together. It turned out that Maryse had the timing for the yell for supper right, the end recognition had just started rolling when his male parent popped his capitulum around the doorway,

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

"Hello mister Anders, I'm sure I can haul him away from his movies 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 approximation, I haven't watched any movie in the past 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 motion picture started, supper was a quick thing as his parents had to go out to jaw a business comrade of Joe's don for deglutition. Within the hour 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 grinning on her face.

"And now I have you in my clutch bag 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 Officer ?"

His grin turned to a grin,

"The hugs and osculation, resistance is bootless !"

He stepped forward and swooped her up into his sleeve, making her squeal in surprise and a few moments later she sighed in joy as their lips locked together, though they haven't seen each early for some time, the kissing was dense and lenify, her hands slowly exploring his eubstance through the material of the t-shirt underneath the crown. She slowly slipped off his jacket, giving her more freedom to research, he lifted her NJ and they broke apart for a few instant, as he slipped off the island of Jersey, she hooked her t-shirt and pulled it off as well. Joe could see her garden pink pap already hardening, their color growing slightly darker, he followed cause, pulling off his jersey as she stepped close to him again, her flaccid white meat pressing up against his defenseless torso as their sassing found each other once more.

He ran his deal over her sylphlike back, exploring her flawless skin, the balmy velvety smell of her a feeling 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 binding, pressing just hard enough for her to palpate it and she moaned softly as he pressed those fingers down on the knotted sinew of her shoulders. After yearn moments her fingers slid to his jean, unzipping it and popping the push, allowing it to return to the storey, her fingers undid the button of his boxers and slither inside, slowly stroking over the rotating shaft of his cock, she pulled his turncock out of the incision and ran her manus slowly over the thickening shaft.

Their kissing turned hotter with every passage bit, his hands finally coming to take a breather 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 svelte grinning. Her hands started to undo her dungaree and he undid the lacing of his sneakers and pulled them off along with his socks and kicked his jean away as he watched her slide her dungaree down her pegleg, her hot pants followed. He pulled her closer, lifting her up and settling her down on the bed, standing up he pulled off her boots, then her jean and underwear, leaving them both naked, 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 allow him to settle on her.

He ran his hands over her leg as they continued kissing, exploring them from genu to hip, sliding his custody under her firm ass, slowly massaging the firm muscles, making her moan in joy. One hand detached from his shoulders and slowly slid down his binding, over his coxa and in between them, grabbing hold of his pounding shaft where it lay caught between their bodies. He lifted his hips, allowing her More freedom to his shaft, her hand slowly stroked the grueling slam, her thumb smearing the pre-cum over the header, as Sir Thomas More oozed out, she rubbed her palm over the head. She moved her paw over his scape, pushing slightly she led him to her pussy, gripping him slightly harder, she pulled.

He slid into a taut, wet furnace, or that is how it felt to the sensitive head of his dick, she moaned loudly as he sank deeper into her, her hand slid away from his spear, coming to pillow on his take down back. He moved slowly, enjoying each passing moment as her body opened up for him, her tight walls of her slit softly massaging his intruding cock. Drawing his hands from her ass, he slid them under her berm, breaking the buss 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 thrust taking him deeper.

She moaned softly with each thrust, keeping eye-contact with him all the while, his groin finally met her own, their bodies pushed flush against each former, his cock buried recondite inside of her, they stay like this for a patch, caught in the moment. He leaned down ; their lips met once Thomas More as he started to strike inside of her, picking up speed until they found a leisurely pace, ho-hum and fleshly, not too fasting nor too slow. Her mild moans muffled by their entwined tongues and lips pressed tightly together, her hands holding onto his shoulder joint as her pelvic girdle met each slow thrust with one of her own.

He broke the kiss after a while, looking down into her lovely nerve, 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 heart, she reflected that feeling. Their movements gradually started to increase in pace, Maryse closing her optic as her moan increased in volume, 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 body convulsed under him, her orgasm racking her house body.

He kept up his thrusting and it had her digging her nails into his rachis, he could feel her body convulsing again and again under him, the wall 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 sultry massaging of his turncock 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 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 window, as it turned, a ponytail briefly lashed out and then the trope was gone. Once they both came down from their orgasmic walking on air, it dawned on them that cold air was coming in from the partially opened windowpane. Languidly they crept under the covers, Maryse settling on top of Joe, snuggling up to him and yawning,

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

Joe chuckled,

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

She snorted and playfully punched his chest,

"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 finis, gladiola to have her with him before she had to impart for college. He brushed through her hair, slipping off the band holding them together and fluffed them out with his fingers. He gently stroke her hair, feeling her breathing growing slower and regular, he knew that they would birth to scavenge up soon, but at the second he didn't want to move, nor did he need to commove Maryse, he kissed her tabernacle and whispered in her ear,

"I love you Reese."

She stirred and he could feel her smile,

"I love you too Joe. ”