"Church girl, don't hurt nobody.."
Pastor's wife trapped in an arranged marriage with repressed feelings about her sexuality. She's always been able to keep a great poker face but what happens when she meets, Beyoncé..
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I knocked on Alicia's dressing room fully expecting one of her team members to appear behind the lock door. Only to be surprised when she opened the door, ready to perform.
She looked good. Makeup was done in a way I wasn't use to seeing on her, she sported tight jeans and a corset that pushed her breast up.
"Ouu you like nice!" I complimented and she smiled lending her same response to me.
"Ready for tonight?" She asked her body leaning against the door frame as she looked at me intensely.
"You know I always am.." I teased with a smile moving closer as she caressed my arm, softly.
This behavior from her wasn't new. She'd always been one to flirt with me. It was just new for me to lean into it. A part of me felt bad knowing I didn't like her in that way but I was determined to make Michelle feel at least an inch of the hurt I was feeling.
It wasn't fair what she did and it also wasn't fair that I was still madly in love with her. I didn't want Alicia or anyone else that wasn't Michelle. But I refused to let her know that.
Once she figured her own issues out it would be on her to fixed things with me and I wasn't going to make it easy for her. Even though I missed her desperately and flirting with Alicia felt like a movie role I didn't ask for.
Don't get me wrong she was very attractive but our energies were too much alike. She was far too dominant for my taste and the aggression that she placed into her flirting turned me off. It reminded me of a man and I hated every second of it.
"Yeah I know just make sure you come show me some of your moves up close so I can be the judge of that.." She winked. I rolled my eyes playfully and walked back towards my own dressing room with Julius not too far behind.
"You know you don't like her.." Julius messy ass commented behind. I raised my middle finger behind me as I turned into my dressing room.
I started getting ready as I watched Alicia take the stage for her set. She was a great performer and definitely kept me entertained. My hair was almost done as looked through the mirror to see Michelle walk in.
As opposed to seeing Alicia walk out of her dressing room earlier my entire body reacted. She looked so good. Her cleavage was on full display as she sparkled in her outfit. I almost broke my neck turning around to get a full view of how she looked.
"Hey.." She spoke awkwardly. "Hey." I responded before occupying myself with anything else.
I soon got dressed my mind never leaving Michelle the entire time. In fact my mind never left her the rest of the night. I performed with her in the back of my mind and went back to my hotel with her in the back on my mind.
