After suffering heartbreak from an older woman 10 years prior, Beyoncé Knowles decided to never allow anyone else to touch or BREAK her heart. But what happens when she is reunited with the older woman (Kamala Harris) 10 years later. Read to find ou...
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Beyoncé's P.O.V.
There I laid peacefully in bed beside a beautiful woman on an early Saturday morning. The sunlight was beaming down on her young, flawless face through my bedroom window. I laid there with a satisfied smile as I admired her golden brown, nude body. She was a goddess.....And the sexual chemistry between us was perfect. But there was one problem. I couldn't for the life of me remember her damn name!
I met the twenty five year old woman at a club the previous night. I was hanging out with my friends, Kelly, Michelle, Megan and my sister Solange. While we were drinking and partying it up, a young, beautiful, darkskinned woman invited me to dance with her. The way she moved her hips and grinded her body against mine put me into a deep trance. I was hypnotized by her sensuality. And after a friendly yet flirtatious conversation between us, I thought it was appropriate to invite to come back to my place.
"Bey! You gotta stop inviting these women back to your place that you don't even know!", my younger sister, Solange, exclaimed.
"Girl, it's ok. She wouldn't hurt a fly. Besides, it's been a minute since I had a piece of chocolate if you know what I mean", I said with a smirk.
I don't know why Solange was worried anyway. I'm a police officer. I told her that if a bitch tries to kill me I'll just arrest her. Simple as that!
"Talking to your sister is a waste of time, Solange. Her hardheaded ass is about to take that girl to her house, use her for sex and discard her like she does every other girl", Michelle said.
"Bey....we're in our thirties now. Don't you think it's time to let go of this womanizing shit you do and settle down?", Kelly asked.
"Kellz... You know I'm not into all that falling in love bullshit. I don't want a girlfriend, I don't want a wife.....I just want to hook up with a pretty girl from time to time with no strings attached. That's it, that's all", I replied.
There was a reason why I didn't want a relationship and I definitely didn't want to be married. Falling in love was a set up for failure in my opinion. I did that before when I was younger and got burned. I made a utter fool of myself. Falling for an older, MARRIED woman was the stupidest thing I had ever done. But at least I learned my lesson and was never a fool for a woman again.
As I left the club with the gorgeous young woman who has chocolate brown skin, a slim thick shape, and a 5'10 frame, Megan pulled me aside. She said, "Hey, Bey....be careful. I'm starting to worry about you."
"Worry? Why? Look Meg, I'm good", I assured her.
"Bey, you're hopping from woman to woman all because of what happened between you and...."
"Meg, I need to hurry up. I don't want baby girl to think I'm no longer interested", I said.
I cut Megan off before she mentioned that woman's name. The woman that made me fall for her back when I was young and naive. The woman that gave me a sob story about how cruel her husband was, how much she no longer wanted to be with him and how badly she wished she could just be with me. She also claimed to love me....Yet she didn't love me enough to leave the man she said she fell out of love with. I was just an experiment or a temporary escape for her from marital drama. She didn't love me. She just loved what I did to her body....And what I let her do to mine.
