Even The Preacher Got A Side Chick

by Angie Hayes

  I sat there for a few moments quiet contemplating on what it was I was about to say. I already knew I was busted, but still couldn’t bring myself to admitting anything!

  “Look, whatever else I have going on doesn’t affect you and I. You will always be my baby and no one can take your place” I tried my best to sound as genuine as possible.

  “That’s bullshit and you know it Paul. But you know what’s so hilarious about all of this; I know you better than your wife and your dude! I know that not only do you shoot dope, but that you’re also a damn faggot!”

  “I’m not a faggot!” I clenched through my teeth trying to control my anger. This bitch was really pissing me off!

  “Oh so you like getting fucked up the ass then?” she laughed.

  I found myself getting more pissed by the second. I scooted to the edge of the couch and folded my hands together. I had to gain my composure back and try to reason with this bitch. I already knew what Candice was on and she was about to make this hard for me.

  “What is it that you want Candice?” I finally asked.

  “What I want is for you to make sure I want for nothing.”

  “What do you mean by that?” I asked confused.

  “First off, you need to make sure $10,000 is deposited into my account every month.”

  “$10,000 are you out of your mind! How am I supposed to do that without it being unnoticed from my wife!” I was now the loud one.

  “That’s your problem, not mines to figure out. I also want you to be available to give me that good dick whenever I call for it! No more fucking me on your terms Paul.”

  I couldn’t believe the shit that was coming out of her mouth. I expected her to be pissed about me and Marcus and be crying all over the place. Instead she’s sitting her junky ass over there trying to blackmail me! The more I look at her, the more I see a woman I wish I never stuck my dick in.

  “Let’s be reasonable here Candice. There’s no way I can give you that much money monthly without Karla noticing it. And if I do and she realizes it, we’ll both be busted” I explained.

  “You think I give a fuck about people, especially her finding out about me and you? To answer your question fuck no! I could care less Paul. All I know is I better have my ten grand in my account every month or the whole damn town and beyond will know that the good Reverend Paul Stanley likes to suck dick” she threatened.

  I must have blacked out because next thing I know, I jumped from where I was sitting and standing over Candice chocking the shit out of her! I was squeezing her neck so hard that her eyes were bulging out of her head as she was trying to pry my hands away from her neck. I knew my strength was beyond hers and the next thing I heard was a crack and her head going limp.

  I stepped back snapping out of my trance to see that I had indeed broke Candice’s neck and killed her. I started wiping down my hands on the side of my pants as if I could wash away my prints away.

  I was sweating so profusely that I ran into the kitchen and splashed some water on my face. I looked back into the living room to see Candice lying lifeless in the chair. I cut her lights off and went to the front door to leave. I looked out cautiously making sure no one saw me leaving, and walked back to my car.

  Good thing I parked far away from her building, that way if somebody does see me, they wouldn’t know where I was coming from. Once I made it to my car, I jumped in and pulled off. I kept looking in my rearview mirror making sure no one was behind me. I sighed a sigh of relief when I reached my exit to get on the expressway to head home.

  Heavenly father I ask that you forgive me for this sin I just committed. I said out loud as I headed back home.

  FATIMA

  I did something I have never done the night Tonya and I went out to the club for drinks, I gave another man my phone number. His name is Quincy and we’ve been texting ever since. That night we got to the club, I did take notice to the fine men flowing through there. Although I had no plans of touching, I damn sure wasn’t depriving myself of looking.

  Tonya and I were turning heads the moment we walked through the door. I was dressed sexy yet classy, while Tonya didn’t leave anything to the imagination with a sheer all over body suit that looked like it was painted on her body. I must admit, my girl was bad and I wish I had the courage to wear that, but I was fine and comfortable on with what I had on.

  Anyway, we found a table and ordered our first round of drinks. I would only have two max while Tonya splurged. I knew I would be the designated driver, so I kept it light. I just wanted to drink enough to keep me mellow and my mind off of my home life. After sitting at our table for about thirty minutes, Ashanti feat. Beanie Man First Real Love started blasting through the speakers.

  “Oh girl that’s my song!” I yelled as I jumped and grabbed Tonya’s hand and led her to the dance floor.

  I don’t know what came over me, but I started winding my ass to the reggae mix beat as if I was the only one on the dance floor. By now I had taken off my jacket and was displaying all of my curves. I was so in tune with the song that next thing I knew I felt a pair of soft hands grabbing my waist from behind. I quickly turned around to see who was touching me. I was greeted by the most handsome face I ever laid eyes on!

  “Excuse you?” I said as I gently removed his hands from my hips and backed up a little bit to put space between us.

  “I’m sorry, but when I saw you over here dancing like that and these group of vultures started surrounding you, I felt like I had to come over here and protect what’s mines” he said showing this sexy ass grin.

  Oh my God, this man had a set of deep dimples and perfect teeth! I had to quickly gather myself because I was starring hard at him and I didn’t want him to notice.

  “Well I’m not yours, but I appreciate the concern” I said calmly as I walked off back to our table.

  When I made it back there, I noticed that Tonya’s ass was still on the dance floor with some dude looking like they were about to fuck any minute with the way they were dancing. The waitress came back over and I ordered us some waters so I could cool down. As soon as she came back with our waters, I guzzled mines down.

  I looked back on the dance floor and noticed that I didn’t see Mr. handsome anywhere. I don’t even know why I was looking for this man, but I was. I decided to just sit for a while and relax. My feet were starting to bother me from all the dancing I had done earlier, so I took my shoes off and started rubbing my right foot.

  “Let me take care of that for you” I heard the same sexy baritone voice from earlier say.

  I looked up to see him again, this time standing in front of me and in a better light view. I swear the light did this man no justice! He was even finer now than in the dark!

  “What, are you stalking me?” I asked laughing.

  He didn’t say anything. He just flashed that smile again while he took a seat next to me. He then grabbed ahold of both of my feet and put them in his lap and started massaging them. It took everything in me not to lean my head back, close my eyes, and let out a moan! This man’s hands felt so damn good and soft on my body as if they were made for it!

  “You can go ahead and let out a moan, I know it feels good” he boasted.

  So far I gathered that he was either that damn cocky or just confident. Either way it was turning me on and that wasn’t supposed to happen! Even though I didn’t really want to, I reluctantly removed my feet from his lap and put my shoes back on. He started laughing as he watched me.

  “What’s your name Ms. Lady?” he asked me.

  The music was so loud, but it was as if we were the only ones in the room and that I could only hear him.

  “My name is Fatima.” I responded.

  “Well it’s nice to meet you Fatima, I’m Quincy.” He extended his hand for me to shake.

  I put my small hands in the palm of his and shook it.

  “Look, I didn’t mean any disrespect from earlier. It’s just I saw you when you walked in with your friend from earli
er and believe me when I say, you stuck out and I mean that in a good way” he complemented.

  I couldn’t help but blush. I knew I had no business sitting here and even talking to this man or thinking the thoughts I was thinking since I was still a married woman, but it was like an instant attraction and I was being drawn to him.

  “Thank you, and that’s okay” I mustered.

  I started getting really nervous and began to look around the club as if I was looking for someone. I was mainly trying to avoid eyes contact with him.

  “Are you looking for someone?” he questioned.

  “Uh yes, my girlfriend I came here with” I answered nervously.

  “Looks like she’s having a good time to me.” He pointed on the dance floor laughing.

  The song had changed to a slow jam, and Tonya and the same dude I saw her dancing with earlier were now grinding with one another still dancing. I couldn’t help but laugh also, because if I knew her I knew that her drought would be over soon!

  “So you’re married?” Quincy asked pointing his eyes at my finger.

  “With a rock like that, it’s hard to miss” he said as he circled my diamond with the tip of his finger.

  I moved my hand back as I spoke. “Yes I’m married.”

  “Well congratulations, marriage is a beautiful thing.”

  “Are you married?” I asked even though I didn’t see a ring on his finger.

  “If I was, I wouldn’t be here let alone talking to you.”

  It was something about the way he said that, that caused my kitty to pulsate. I had to cross my legs tight in hoping I could calm down.

  “So what are you having, a girls night out?” Quincy asked.

  “Yes, but it seems like my girlfriend might have found her a new friend.” I laughed as I saw Tonya and old boy heading in the direction of the bathrooms.

  “Well it’s nothing wrong with meeting new people and having friends.” He flirted.

  I knew where he was getting at with this, and although I had a lying, piece of shit husband at home, it just wasn’t in me to do what he was doing.

  “You’re right about that Mr. Quincy, but in my place I’m fine on the new friends tip. It was really nice meeting you and thank you for the mini foot massage, but I have to find my girl and get going.” I quickly jumped up and grabbed my things and headed into the direction of the bathrooms. There was no line or anything, so I walked in.

  Soon as I opened the door, Tonya was standing at the mirror fixing herself and the guy she was with was just about to walk out. He looked at me and grinned in passing.

  “I guess your drought is finally over huh?” I asked shaking my head.

  “Hell no, it was a damn waist of a nut. His ass couldn’t fuck to save his life.” She responded reapplying her lipstick.

  I just shook my head laughing as we both left of the restroom and headed outside the club. On the drive back over to our side of town, we were replaying tonight events. Tonya had me cracking up when she was telling me how the dude she went in the bathroom for a quickie with, was doing all that damn moaning and breaking a sweat before he even got it in!

  “Girl you are crazy!” I hollered laughing.

  “Um huh, but anyways I saw you talking to that tall, fine ass caramel brotha! Girl I thought you was gonna take his ass in the bathroom and have a little fun of your own!” she exclaimed.

  “Child please, you know I’m not on that. Besides I’m still a married woman Tonya” I reminded.

  “Girl what good is a marriage when only one of your asses are honoring your vows? I say go out and have you some damn fun. You don’t have to fuck another man to have fun Fatima.”

  I didn’t say anything else as I continued to drive. Tonya was busy texting on her phone so she was quiet as well. When we finally got back to her house, she asked me if I wanted to just spend the night there so I wouldn’t have to go home and deal with Travis; but I declined her offer and headed on home. Travis wasn’t there when I left and I hope his ass wasn’t there when I got home.

  My mind kept drifting back to Quincy. I had no business thinking about this man, but I just couldn’t help it. The way he smiled and the way his dimples set so deep in his cheeks kept flashing in my mind. The soft touch of his hands on my waist when I was dancing, then the touch of his hands massaging my feet. I started to get moist between my legs just reminiscing on it!

  Twenty minutes later I pulled up home and noticed that Travis still wasn’t home. It was now 2am, and normally I would be blowing up his phone to see where he was at but right now I could care less. I went inside and headed straight to the shower so I could wash the club scene off of me. I cut the shower on and stripped naked out of my clothes.

  I looked myself over in the mirror and noticed how beautiful I was on the outside, but felt so ugly and frail on the inside. I put my shower cap on and stepped inside the shower and let the hot water beat down on me.

  I grabbed my loofa where I poured my Hawaiian Tahitian body wash and started washing my body slowly. The loofa felt so soft against my skin, that I closed my eyes and pictured that it was Quincy’s hands instead. I found myself traveling farther down to my honey pot and rubbing on my clit in a circular motion. I started moaning softly and rotating my hips as I was grinding on my loofa. Moment later I felt myself cumming and released all of my juices.

  I opened my eyes with heavy breathing, and continued to wash myself clean. Soon as I got out the shower I was exhausted, so I put on my night shirt and jumped into my bed tired and satisfied! I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, only to be awoken by the sound of my cell phone vibrating on the night stand. I reached over and saw an unfamiliar number texting me.

  Message: I hope you made it home Ms. Lady. I instantly got butterflies in my stomach. I already knew who it was, question was how the hell he got my number! I had to play it off cool though.

  Me: Um who is this?

  Him: I’m pretty sure you know who this is, besides I highly doubt there is somebody else calling you Ms. Lady.

  Me: how did you get my number?

  Him: your home girl gave it to me when you left the dance floor.

  I thought back to after I finished dancing, I looked for him on the floor and didn’t see him. That damn Tonya always trying to be sneaky! Her ass will be hearing from me about giving my number out, but deep down I was glad she did.

  Me: well I’ll have to talk to her about that, but I did get home safe and it’s late.

  Him: that’s all I wanted to hear, you getting home safe. I’m going to let you go to sleep with the hopes of you dreaming about me so I’ll text you later on-good night beautiful.

  Me: lol good night Mr. Conceited.

  Ever since that night, Quincy and I have been texting and talking on the phone every day. I learned that he’s thirty one, no kids and a real estate agent who owned his own company. He said that he was traveling to Alexandria to see if there was any potential property there for him to profit on. He was single and not really looking for a relationship right now which I liked.

  I’m glad he wasn’t looking for more than I could offer him, so we both just enjoyed having conversation. I was open about me and my situation. When I told him that my husband was a deacon he spent the last five minutes laughing in my damn ear. He couldn’t believe that I was the wife of a deacon.

  Speaking of deacon, things between Travis and I have been getting more strained by the day. I make sure to work on Sunday’s so I wouldn’t have to go to that so called place of a church, and I’m also still working the night shift so that I wouldn’t have to see him at home as much. Besides, that gives me more time to talk to Quincy and not have to worry about Travis finding out.

  I admit, ever since I have been talking to Quincy, he has kept my mind occupied from what is going on at home. Travis was still coming and going when he pleased with no questions from me, and I was still planning on leaving his ass and this marriage real soon.

  TRAVIS

  I don’t know
what’s been going on lately, but Fatima seems like she’s distancing herself more and more from me. It’s like we are damn roommates in this house! When I’m working during the day she’s home, when I come home during the night she’s getting ready to go to work. She only talks to me if I speak to her first and her answers are always short.

  She stopped coming to church and just seems like she is living a separate life all of a sudden. It’s almost like I can do whatever I want and come and go as I please and she doesn’t have a care in the world. Hell, I can’t even remember the last time my wife even text or called my phone without me reaching out to her first! The thought did cross my mind of her possibly messing around with someone else, but I quickly dismissed that thought because I knew Fatima wasn’t that kind of woman. I was still avoiding Karla at all costs, even at church.

  School had started back for Sabrina so she was busy as well. Overall I felt like things were dismantling in my life. Since all this is going on now would be the time for me to make things right with my wife, but even Ray Charles could see that she is tired of my shit and just wants to move on from this marriage. I knew Fatima didn’t want to be with me anymore, but she also knows I made it clear that her ass ain’t leaving this marriage in a divorce!

  I was in my office at work trying to concentrate on work. It was Wednesday, the day I do payroll so I know I had a long day ahead of me. No matter how hard I tried to focus, I just couldn’t. In two days I would be meeting who ever that woman was that had called my phone last week telling me that they some news about Karla. I was anxious, yet curious to see who the fuck could it be and how she could help me get that crazy ass bitch out of my life.

  My cell phone started ringing and I quickly snatched it up in hopes that it was Fatima only to see that it was Karla calling me again. I sent her ass to the voicemail and cut my phone on silent. You would think that a person would just give up and stop calling someone after their calls and texts go unanswered, but not her. Whoever it was that I was meeting this Friday, I really hope they would have the answers to my problems with Karla.