Lovely Rita

A New life

We were on the next flight back to London and were advised not to tell the media what had actually happened.
As the plane landed ,I looked at Paul
"Sorry for ruining India for you" I said griping on to his hand.
Sorry? Don't be sorry, I'm never gonna let you out of my sight again." He said tapping my nose

The door opened and there were tons of press.
We went into a room at the airport where Paul had to do a quick interview, even though I could tell he really wasn't in the mood. All of these people made me feel very uncomfortable.
" Hello .Mr.Mccartney" the journalist asked

"Why is it that your trip to India only lasted Two weeks?"

"Well" Paul replied "Rita and I got a little home sick and I think it was just time to come home."

"Would you please address the rumours about about you being violent towards Maharishi." He's asked
Brian had instructed him what to say.

" Oh no nothing like that" Paul lied
"There's no hard feelings we just won't be hanging around with him anymore ."
And with that the journalist thanked Paul and we left. There were hordes of fans out side screaming and we slid through them with the help of security and got into the car that struggled to drive with all the people around it.

When we got to Paul's home, we went inside of his room and sat on the bed.
Paul was pacing up and down the rom, then he stopped.
"Move in with me?" He asked

" Move in with you ?. We've only been going out for a couple months."
"I know" he said as he sat beside me
"I want you"

"I want you too " I replied resting my head on his shoulder, " I'll think about it"

Three Months Later
It had been three months and I had been living with Paul for two weeks. Things were great. Paul was in the kitchen making us both some tea while I was folding some washing up.
We were living regular life and I loved it, I was so happy.
The door bell rang.
"I'll get it" I said
And that's when everything changed, my feeling of happiness and bliss was all gone, as soon as I opened that door.
"Hi darling" he said .

"Dad?, what are you doing here? What do you want"
"I came to see my daughter, how are you ? Can I come in."
"How am I !, Can you come in ?!"
Paul must of heard me shouting because I felt him wrap his arm around me and pull me into a protective grip.
"What's going on?" Paul asked "who's this darling?"
"I'm Steven, Rita's dad" he took it upon himself to introduce himself.
" wo wo wo " Paul said "You need to go mate"

"Oh so you've told him your little lies have you" Steven said pointing at me.
"Lies?!" I said so angrily I was laughing.
Paul pulled me back inside, behind him. I slid down to the floor with a tear flowing down my cheek and I heard Paul say
"Look, don't come back, your not welcome"
"But she isn-" and before Steven could finish his sentence Paul slammed the door.

Paul sat beside me on the floor and pulled me into a hug.
" I'm sorry" I said
"For what " Paul said
"For crying all the time" I replied, laughing a little at how stupid I sounded.
"Awww babe don't be"
Paul kept hugging me and I moved my head up from his chest so that my lips were on his.
I began his him and he got up holding me so that my legs were wrapped around him. He carried me up the stairs and rested me on the bed.
He trailed kisses from my neck down to my nipple and then began to suck.

I was so turned on.

I let out a moan as he went further down, he pulled my jeans and knickers off at the same time and touched my clit with his tongue.
" ahh" I moaned "don't tease"

He then licked my throbbing core sending me nuts. " AHHHHH , Fuck Paul!" I moaned
He kept licking me.
" I'm gonna CUM !" I screamed and then he stopped.
He undid his belt and took his boxers off.
He leaned on top of me and thrusted in with a loud moan
"Ahhhh" he moaned
He moved faster and faster and I couldn't control my moans
"FUCK ME ! AHHHH, "
Paul began to breath and moan louder to, I could tell he was near.
"RITA, FUCK IM GONNA CUM INSIDE YOU"
And he found his release, causing me to find mine.
He stopped, and we gazed into each other's eyes before he pulled out and collapsed on the bed beside me.
I heard the phone ring and leaned over to answer it.
"Hello"

"Hey Rita! It's me Amy "

" Oh hi! How's everything in America"

"It's great, would have been better with you here though. I have to tell you something" I could hear her excitement.

"I met a guy, his name is Josh, I really really like him"

"Wow slow down mate" I said giggling "You've only been in America a few weeks"

"Look who's talking, miss I move in with my voyfriend after only knowing him for five minutes." She replied

"Ok whatever, anyway I have to go, but make sure to call me again, I really miss you "

"I miss you too, and I will bye"
I rolled back over to spoon with Paul.
I really missed Amy and her cheekiness.