(Micheal)
It was only 7 a.m. on a Monday morning and I was already up. I was downstairs in my basement preparing to get my work out in early since Beyonce was still asleep. We had just gone to bed at about three, but I couldn’t get back to sleep for nothing. My sisters stayed over with us for the weekend. When they left last night I begged Bey to stay, I loved waking up next to her in the morning. She was adamant about not moving in with me. Bey and I had been kicking it for a while, but we just really made it official a few months ago. I already couldn’t picture my life without her in it. She was the one, there was no doubt about that. Beyonce was everything that I was taught to want in a woman and more. She was beautiful inside and out, not to mention how smart she was. Neither of us had kids and we had never been married. We were a perfect match. Everywhere we went people always said we made the perfect couple since we complimented each other so well. To me it felt like we knew each other longer than we actually did. Our relationship wasn’t perfect and I wasn’t looking for it to be. We had problems just like any other couple. One of our problems was her insecurity. I knew all about her relationship with her married ex- boyfriend Jay, he really messed her up when it came to trusting other men. Honestly, it didn’t bother me because I didn’t have anything to hide. I just really wanted Beyonce to trust me. I had a reputation for being a dog in the past, but that was a done deal. When Bey and I decided to make things official, I was done with everybody else. It pissed me off when she told me how Kayla was trying to start shit the other day at my mama’s house. Before then, I hadn’t seen her thirsty ass in a minute. She swore she was gon’ be the one when I settled down, but she had the game all the way fucked up if she thought that. Kayla was something like a stalker. My mama was cool with her family and that’s how I met her. We did our thing a few times, but she got more out of it than I did. She ended up catching feelings and couldn’t handle it when I didn’t feel the same way. My sisters started hanging with her because she bought her way into a friendship with them. After a while, they didn’t want to have anything else to do with her when they saw how clingy she was. My mama even had to stop her from showing up at her house unannounced. When I got rid of that headache, I never looked back. It was the other way around with Beyonce. I never wanted her to leave. She felt like we were moving too fast, but I didn’t see it that way. This was the first time I could actually say I was in love with a woman and I knew she felt the same way, but her past experiences was holding her back from giving me her all. It was a place that my family loved her just as much as I did and her family welcomed me with opened arms. “What you doing up so early?” Bey asked, standing behind me. I turned around and forgot all about working out when I saw her. This was one of the reasons I loved to wake up to her in the mornings. She wore some pink and black lace boy shorts with the matching lace tank top. Her body was the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen. I was staring so hard I didn’t realize that I never answered her question. “Helloooo?” She said, snapping her fingers to get my attention. “Huh, I’m sorry Ma, what you say?” I asked. “I guess you didn’t hear me since you too busy ass watching,” she said laughing. “What you expect when it’s that big? That’s the first thing I saw when you walked in the room,” I was laughing, but I was dead serious. Beyonce had ass for days. A man would be stupid if he didn’t stare. “Whatever, I’m going back to bed. My first class doesn’t start until five and it’s too early to be up. We just went a bed a little while ago,” she yawned. “I know, but I couldn’t sleep. You need to help me out with that,” I said as I lifted her up the stairs. “Damn, I been helping you out all night and most of the morning too,” she replied. She was right, but I couldn’t help it. The sex was the shit and I couldn’t deny that I was hooked. She didn’t know too much about oral at first, but once I showed her what to do, it was all good from there. Once we got upstairs in the bedroom, I stripped down out of everything I had on. As soon as I went to take Beyonce's clothes off, my phone started ringing. I swear if it wasn’t my pop’s ring tone it would have went straight to voice mail. “Yeah!” I yelled into the speaker phone once I answered the call. “You on your way?” He asked. “On my way where?” I questioned. “We’re supposed to be meeting with these contractors this morning or did you forget?” Damn, I forgot all about the meetings we had going on today. The building that we leased to a nursing home was in need of some renovations and we were scouting out a good company to make the changes. “No, I didn’t forget,” I lied, “I’m about to jump in the shower and I’ll be on my way.” This was not a good time, but I had moves to make. I hung up the phone and got up from the bed. “I gotta go baby,” I told Beyonce. “Why, what’s wrong?” She asked concerned. “We got some meetings set up for this morning, I forgot all about that shit.” I hated to leave, but I had no choice. “It’s cool, we can hook up later, after my last class,” she stated. Her last class was at nine tonight and that was too long for me to wait. “Hell no, I can’t wait that long. Come hop in the shower with me.” I didn’t wait for her to reply. I picked her up and led her to the shower for a quickie that would hold me over until later.
