Anonymous asked: OMG!! You need to tell us more about what that girl's aunt told you! We want all the details!!!
Here’s the story she told me. She met Paul at some club in London. The name of which she told me but I can’t recall. Her flatmate at the time happened to be dating some mate of Paul’s and I think she’d met him once or twice before since they had mutual friends but she’d never really spoken to him, until then anyway. He told her that the dress she had on was beautiful and bought her a drink before asking her to dance. She said he was a gentleman and very charming but she didn’t realize that he was interested in her until he started getting a little handsy on the dance floor. She ended up getting separated from her friends so she and Paul ended up by themselves. She was complaining about how bad the music in there was and Paul being the smooth bastard that he is suggested they go back to his place and, “listen to some good music.” She said he was very cool about it too.
They ended up going to his place and having a joint and a cup of tea while he played some record for her by a band she’d never heard of. She got up to go to the bathroom at one point and when she came back out Paul kissed her. She said and I quote, “the man had a mouth like a hoover.” At one point she said he got a call from some colleague of his because something at the studio or something needed his attention, she was a little fuzzy on the details here. Paul told her he might have to leave for a few hours for work stuff but not wanting to miss her opportunity to get herself a little bit of Paul McCartney she bluntly came out and told him she wanted him to fuck her first, and Paul apparently laughed and was more than happy to oblige her that night, not once, not twice but three times.
And then on her way out in the morning she made herself a slice of toast and stole the teapot that they’d used the night before. She couldn’t find her knickers and in her haste to leave she pulled on Paul’s underwear under her dress, grabbed her coat and left. She says she kept the underwear too until a few years later after she got married and her jealous Husband threw them out. She said he was, “a fabulous shag,” and after her second Husband, he was the best she ever had. Please keep in mind this woman is nearly seventy years of age and was more than happy to tell me all of this.
oh my how i envy this lady