One day at a time. (Part 2 of the story of Joanne and Paul. Now complete!)

Chapter 13 -3rd January 2002

A year on, Joanne and Paul were still an item. As before, Joanne had spent the holidays with Paul and his family. This time though, Grace, James and Luke were with them too. Once the New Year began, as usual Joane began to make preparations for her return home. She was leaving with Grace and the others. Paul chatted to her as she packed her belongings, planning when they would next meet up. It was proving difficult to find a time to meet up due to work committments. Paul, she knew, was due to leave for a series of concerts in Europe in mid January and wouldn't be due back in the UK until Easter. That meant they had to grab any opportunity to meet up before then as it would be three months before either would be free after that.

The morning Joanne was due to leave, she lay in bed next to Paul, just talking and enjoying their time together.

"Thank you for an amazing Christmas and New Year Paul. I've loved being here with you. I think it's becoming something of a tradition!"

"I'm glad to hear it," he said softly, pulling her into a hug,"It's been wonderful having you here for all this time. I don't know what I'm going to do without you! And for all those months! I'm beginning to wish I wasn't touring!"

"Time will fly Paul. Seriously."

"I know." He kissed her. "What time are you and the others planning on leaving Joanne?"

"Oh, you want rid of me now?" she joked.

He kissed her once more. "That couldn't be any further from the truth! You know I want you to stay here for good Joanne Johnson." He kissed her again, more passionately than before. "No, I'm asking because I was hoping there was enough time for me to make love to you once more before you leave."

Joanne snuggled up closer to him and returned the kiss. "There's always time for that Mr McCartney. Always."

 "Oh Paul....Paul." Joanne's moans grew as Paul loved her.

He could feel her moving to meet his thrust, pulling him deeper in to her. He groaned, feeling himself growing closer. He continued, doing his utmost to control the urge to finish. He didn't want this time to end for it would mean Joanne would leave him and return home.

"Paul....my god! I'm....." Joanne closed her eyes, her breathing deep and fast.

"Dad! Joanne!"

"SHIT!" said Paul through gritted teeth, "It's Mary!" He hesitated as he heard Mary's voice call once more.

"Don't stop!" Joanne moaned, "Please. Don't stop!"

"But...."

Joanne pushed herself repeatedly against his erection, making him thrust deep into her. Her muscles quivered and grabbed him tightly. He groaned.

"Joanne! Don't!"

Once more he heard Mary's voice call them.

"Shit!" He pushed himself into Joanne. Harder and faster. He knew they were both so close, so ready. He couldn't stop now even if her wanted to. Finally!

"Argggh!!!" Joanne cried out as her orgasm hit. Paul felt her muscles throb. He moved inside her a few more times, prolonging her pleasure and making her cry out more.

"FUCK JOANNE!" He felt himself cum, pouring himself deep in to her.

They lay there together, sweating and panting. He lifted his head and kissed her softly.

"My God woman, that was amazing! Thank you!"

They both heard footsteps as Mary was clearly heading back down the stairs.