Even The Preacher Got A Side Chick

by Angie Hayes

  I recited the passage as I was closing out my sermon as I wiped the sweat off my brow. I glanced over at Candice sitting in the third row grinning looking right back at me. I quickly looked away and landed my eyes on Karla, who rolled her eyes at me soon as she saw me. It’s crazy of the two different responses I got from my wife and my mistress.

  “Now I want you all to bow your heads as Deacon Whitehead closes us out” I announced as I took my seat back in the pulpit as Travis came up to the altar.

  As everyone’s head was bowed and eyes closed in prayer, I looked up to notice Karla’s eyes wide open grinning in the direction of Travis. What the hell I thought to myself. I was by far a dumb man, and the look I saw in Karla’s eyes was nothing but lust. I sat there and watched her as she watched him without noticing me. I started getting hot under my robe. I pulled at my collar to loosen up some.

  Until now, I never noticed anything with Karla and another person, let alone Travis. Soon as Travis was done with the closing prayer, I dismissed the congregation. As usual, Karla and I took our place next to the exit and shook hands with those leaving.

  “That was a very nice sermon Pastor” Candice said as I shook her hand.

  The way she was smiling in my face and not acknowledging Karla was very noticeable.

  “Thank you dear, but you have to keep moving because we have others that need to get by” Karla interrupted.

  Candice just looked at her and rolled her eyes as she released my hand and left out the door. I cut my eye over at Karla and saw that she was beyond pissed. I continued to see the rest of the parishioner’s out ignoring the nasty looks she kept giving me. Soon as I saw Travis and Fatima come into view, my hands began to get sweaty.

  Fatima looked so sexy in her navy blue skirt suit that hugged all her curves. Her hair flowed down her back with a part down the middle, and she had traces of very little make up on her face. But I do admit, that red lipstick she was wearing on her plum lips made my dick pulsate in my pants. Lord please forgive me for these thoughts I’m having. I silently prayed to myself.

  “Great sermon Pastor” Fatima acknowledged as she hugged me.

  Her smell was so intoxicating and as her cheek brushed up against mines, I could feel how soft her skin was. I cut my eye over at Karla and Travis’ interaction and the way Karla was now smiling in his face only made me suspicious even more.

  “Thank you Sister Whitehead. How is everything with you, I haven’t seen you already at bible study lately” I inquired.

  Normally, I move folks along so I could hurry up and greet the next person, but for some reason I wanted to stand there and talk to Fatima a little linger.

  “Oh I’m sorry. I’ve just been a little busy at home, but I promise I’ll make time for future bible studies” Fatima assured me flashing that beautiful smile of hers.

  “Well I’m going to hold you to that. I won’t hold you two up, so have a nice evening guys” I said quickly as I grabbed Travis’ hand and shook it.

  After we finished seeing everyone off and the money was counted for today, Karla and I headed home. On the drive home, we were both quiet, and normally I would welcome this silence but not today.

  “So you ready to tell me what the hell is going on with you and Travis?” I blurted out.

  “What!” Karla asked surprised as she snapped her head in my direction.

  I continued to look straight ahead as I was driving, but I could see her stare from out of the corner of my eye.

  “You heard what I said” I replied.

  “Look, just because you have that bitch Candice drooling all over your ass, don’t try and throw accusations my way” Karla shot back at me obviously trying to switch this around on me.

  “Whatever Candice do ain’t got shit to do with me, now I’m going to ask you again, what the fuck is going on with you and Travis?”

  Karla chuckled before answering me. “You are a trip Paul, but to answer your question, not a damn thing.”

  “You must take me for some fool. I noticed today how every time you looked his way you were blushing like a damn school girl; and we both know you are far from that” I insulted.

  I know I did my dirt on my wife, but the thought of her being with another man had me pissed.

  “Like I said, nothing is going on” was all Karla said as she looked out the passenger window.

  The rest of the ride home was quiet with both of us deep in our thoughts. Once we pulled up in the driveway, Karla immediately jumped out and slammed the door as she stormed inside the house. I cut the car off and went inside greeted with the smell of our Sunday dinner prepared by our chef.

  My stomach started growling as I headed upstairs to change out of my clothes so I could eat. Soon as I got into our bedroom, I heard the shower running. I opened the door to see Karla letting the water beat down on her body. For her to be over the age of forty, her body was still tight and intact. Although I was still mad about earlier, I wasn’t about to turn away from getting some pussy.

  I quickly stripped out of my clothes and slid the shower door open.

  “What are you doing in here?” Karla asked startled.

  I didn’t say anything as I took her loofa from her, turned her around and started slowly washing her back. I washed slowly in a circular motion all around her back. I then traveled down to the top of her ass crack. I dropped the loofa and got down on my knees and replaced it with my tongue.

  I started sucking on her ass cheeks as I was tightly gripping them. I stood up and turned Karla around so that her back was against the shower wall and got back down on my knees in front of her. With her right leg hiked up over my shoulder and the water beating down on my back, I started sucking on her pussy lips. Karla had one hand pressed against the wall as the other was gripping the top of my head.

  I fucked her with my tongue as I stuck it in and out of her pussy. I then stood up and turned her around to face the wall and plunged my dick inside her opening.

  “Ahh” Karla moaned out. Although it’s been a while since we had sex, her pussy still fit like a glove around my dick.

  I grabbed ahold of her hair from the back as I started fucking the shit out of her. I had my eyes closed, and pictured that it was Fatima I was inside instead of my wife. Karla started throwing it back and talking shit, but I tuned her out as I was still imaging that it was Fatima I was fucking.

  Karla started trembling which let me know that she was cumming. I sped up my rhythm and within minutes I released all my seeds inside of her. Karla pushed me out of her and made her way in front of me so she could wash off. I leaned up against the wall trying to catch my breath as I watched her wash herself off. Seconds later she got out the shower without saying a word to me.

  Selfish ass bitch, didn’t even have the courtesy to wash my dick off. I thought to myself as I grabbed my cloth and took a quick shower. Once I was done showering, I dried off and went into our bedroom to see that Karla wasn’t there. I put on some sweats and a t shirt and headed downstairs to eat.

  CANDICE

  Paul was looking so sexy standing in the pulpit earlier. I kept looking at his ass biting on my bottom lip reminiscing on what he did to me the night before. Paul and I met up and fucked until the wee hours of the morning! I was high also, so that made the sex even better. But before last night Paul had no idea I got high.

  Paul sent me a message earlier telling me to meet me at our spot so he could made good on his promise. Soon as I saw his message, I got a tingle between my thighs. I quickly jumped in my car and headed out. I had to make a quick stop real quick to get my candy. Once I copped, I made my way to the hotel and went to take a quick shower before Paul got there.

  Soon as I was done showering, I wrapped myself up in a towel on sat down on the toilet. I grabbed my spoon, lighter, syringe and my foil of dope. I opened it up and poured it into my spoon, and then set fire under it. Looking at the heroine fizzle on the spoon made my mouth water.

  Once it was finished, I hit the center of my right
arm to locate a vain. Once it appeared, I filled the needle with the content and injected it into my veins. As I felt it flow thru my veins, I leaned back against the toilet with my eyes closed as I prepared to float. I was so out of it that I didn’t even hear Paul burst into the door.

  “What the fuck is this!” Paul yelled standing in the bathroom doorway causing me to open my eyes.

  I tried to sit up, but my body felt so heavy.

  “Hey baby, I didn’t hear you when you came in” I said smiling and talking low.

  “Candice what the hell are you doing with a fucking needle sticking out of your damn arm? Are you getting high?” Paul yelled as he walked inside the bathroom and snatched the needle out of my arm.

  “Ouch!” I yelled in pain as blood started to trail down my arm.

  I grabbed the towel that was wrapped around me and cleaned the blood off of my arm.

  “I can’t believe this shit! I can’t be fucking with no damn junkie Candice!” Paul said as he grabbed me by my shoulders and stood me up.

  “I’m not a damn junky Paul, calm down. I just like to get a little high from time to time so it’s no big deal” I proclaimed as I snatched away from him.

  “I can’t tell, look at this shit! Paul yelled pointing at my things on the sink.

  He was starting to blow my high and I couldn’t have that, so I reached down and unbuckled his pants and roughly pulled them down with his briefs at the same time. I slowly dropped to my knees and took his chocolate stick all the way inside my mouth. I knew good head would shut his ass up.

  I started licking and slurping up and down his dick as I spit on it from time to time only to lick it back off. I was my horniest when I was high and Paul wasn’t about to ruin that. I started jerking his dick as I continued to suck it with both hands. Paul had to grip the edge of the sink to hold his composure. I was sucking his dick like I had an automatic suction in my damn mouth.

  When I felt Paul thrusting his hips faster, I knew he was about to cum. I grabbed the tip of his dick with my lips and continued to suck harder as he released in my mouth. I made sure not to waste a drop.

  I stood up as Paul was still trying to catch his breath, and turned around as I hiked my leg on the edge of the sink and tooted my ass in the air waiting for him to slide in me. I felt Paul jam himself hard inside of me.

  “Fuck!” I yelled out in pure pleasure as I leaned my head back.

  Paul gripped both of my shoulders from behind and started drilling my pussy. Between this hard core fucking and the dope, I was on a cloud of its own!

  “Fuck this, get yo ass in the bed.” Paul ordered as he pulled his dick out of me and slapped me on my ass.

  I hurried inside the room and laid on the bed spread eagle, waiting for him to dive in. Paul came right behind me, now fully naked and climbed on top of me. Normally I would expect some passionate foreplay from him, but he just rammed his dick straight inside me; straight fucking.

  “Damn baby slow down” I moaned as I tried to keep up with his pace.

  “Shut up and take this dick!” Paul grunted as he thrust harder.

  His cockiness turned me on even more. My pussy started flooding with my juices as I matched his rhythm with throwing it back just as hard. Paul always had some good dick; that was never the problem. The problem was he just had to give this good muthafucka to every bitch that wanted it other than his wife!

  “Turn that ass over and let me fuck you in it” Paul asked as he slid back out of me and positioned himself on his knees in the bed.

  I was hesitant at first because I hated this shit. For about a year now, Paul had this fetish of fucking me in the ass. I mean we have done some freaky shit, but this one was my least favorite. But I couldn’t deny him his pleasures with me. I got up and got on my knees on the bed as well with my ass up in the air.

  I arched my back as I felt Paul tongue sliding across my asshole as lubricant. Seconds later I felt the stinging sensation as he entered my hole.

  “Ouch.” I yelled out as I tried to move forward.

  “Uh huh, don’t move” Paul said as he gripped tighter onto my hips and pushed himself farther inside.

  It felt like my insides were being ripped apart! Although I could never get use to this pain, it seemed worse since we haven’t done it in a while. I put my face down in the pillow to stifle out my cries, that way he wouldn’t go harder.

  “Yeah, that right take this shit! You like this dick don’t you?” Paul clenched out loud as he kept drilling in my ass.

  The pain was starting to really become unbearable and I just wanted it over with, so I said what he wanted to hear in order for that to happen.

  “Yes baby, this dick is so damn good! Cum for me daddy!” I commanded as I lifted my head up from the pillow and started moaning loud.

  Just as I predicted, minutes later Paul grunted loudly as he released his loads in me. I was so glad this shit was over with, but I knew I would be feeling this pain for a while after this. Finally, Paul pulled out of me and got up and went into the bathroom. I heard the shower running again which lets me know he was taking a shower.

  I slowly got up out of the bed and dragged myself to one of our guest bathroom across the way, naked and all. I didn’t want to risk taking a shower with Paul again because I knew it would lead to round two, and I couldn’t take that right now.

  FATIMA

  Travis thought that just because I let him taste me the other day, that things between us were back good; but that was far from the case. I meant what I said by being tired of his shit. I was finally at a point where I felt like I gave my marriage 100% only to keep getting the same results from him in return.

  I didn’t know coming to a small town would cause me bigger grief than before. I knew I needed a plan to get away from here, Travis and that damn church! Speaking of church, I swear Pastor Paul was a fucking nasty bastard! It’s no secret of his numerous affairs and infidelities he has around town and within the church. I’m no fool, the way he looks at me, constantly giving me compliments and finding any excuse to touch me are beginning to be too much!

  At first I would brush it off, but as time grew it just kept being constant. I knew given the chance he would try to fuck me, and even though my husband is a bona-fide hoe, I still refused to cheat on my marriage. I strongly believe that at all costs, that a woman must remain just that, a woman. I decided to call Tonya to see what she was up to.

  “What’s up chick?” she greeted me as she answered the phone on the second ring.

  “Nothing much. Just not too long ago got in from church and I’m more stressed than I was before going there this morning!” I admitted.

  “Girl I told you that ain’t no damn church, that’s a damn cult with a horny ass preacher!” Tonya laughed into the phone.

  I joined her laughing because that shit was funny.

  “Speaking of which, he called himself trying to low-key make a pass at me again. Only this time Travis and Karla was standing there!!”

  “I swear his ass has no shame, and his dumb ass wife is just as clueless” Tonya responded.

  “She may not be as clueless as people think, I mean it’s not like the shit he does is a secret, hell none of them are.” I sighed thinking about my own fucked up situation.

  “Whether she knows it or not, there is nothing worse than a woman knowingly being a fool for a man. I don’t give a damn how much money he has!” Tonya said with a yawn.

  “Somebody must have been out late” I chuckled.

  “Yea, working. One of the other nurses quit so I have to cover her shift until we find somebody else and this night shift is kicking my ass” she explained. “I really wish you would come back to work, it’ll be just like old times with us and it’ll keep your mind occupied for a while.”

  I was thinking long and hard about what she was saying. Truth was, I really missed working and I knew that would occupy my time until I could figure out what it was I was going to do. I knew Travis would probably still object to me worki
ng, but that was just a conversation we were just gonna have.

  “I think you’re right.” I finally answered.

  “For real?” Tonya asked excited into the phone.

  “Yeah.”

  “Oh shit, my girl back!” Tonya sang into the phone.

  I couldn’t do anything but shake my head and laugh at her crazy self.

  “Listen, I’m going to call Evelyn right now and let her know that you want to come to work. I’ll text you back with what she says, and don’t be bullshitting!” Tonya warned.

  Evelyn was our Supervisor and the head Nurse and had a fit when I resigned from there.

  “I’m serious this time Tonya” I reassured her.

  “What about Travis, you know he’s gonna trip” She reminded me.

  “I’ll handle him, besides it’s not up to him anymore. This is my life and I’m taking it back.”

  “That’s what I’m talking about! Okay, I’ll call Evelyn and hit you back.”

  “Okay you do that” I said as I hung up the phone.

  I got up from the couch and went into the kitchen to check on my Sunday dinner and pour me a drink to calm my nerves. I heard Travis’ footsteps coming down the stairs and into the kitchen.

  “Dinner will be ready in a minute” I informed him soon as he came into the kitchen.

  “It smells good in here baby, I can’t wait to eat.” Travis said as he tapped me lightly on my butt.

  “Go ahead and set the table for us” I asked him as I cut the stove off and took the roast out of the oven.

  Once Travis set the table, I filled our plates of roast, macaroni and cheese, pigeon peas and rice, sweet corn, and strawberry cheesecake muffins. I poured us my home maid sweet lemonade and we took our seats. Soon as Travis blessed the food we dug in.

  “Church was good today” Travis spoke breaking the silence.