Her shoes soaking wet…hair ruffles with each step. The doors swing open hands gripped to punch. You bastard! Obscenities fueled disrupt public setting, what did you do? I hate you!…church members visibly puzzled. Her curvy body swallowed by both genders. The pastor eases toward his self-made distraction. Silent and stern …she pushes forward. Her face stiff with unforgiveness…She blurts out, “I’m pregnant”. The church’s grip on stern piousness challenged….a night woman threatens good faith people. More so a christian-faith marriage. The first lady stares on….
The first lady’s stare burns the pastor’s eyes as distant past infidelity fights awaken. But the mystery woman’s public noise present revelations. Her thickened hipped shifting as she exposes dirty dealings. These secrets of ‘pay for play’ forced churchgoers to squirm on theirs benches. The body parts to detailed to memorable for dismiss for the first lady…it was true. Yet, hard believers forced a shoving match verbally and physically onto the harlot truth-teller. Exhausted, yet unmoved, the unchurched woman made her peace. The secret unraveled in view for all to hear. But the first lady remained stoic and unmoved….eerily stable.
The pastor’s dirty used condoms exposed to his flock. However their loyalty to the faith and man immovable. This dirty Jezebel out the door within seconds…deacons and disciples forcing religious order. As Satan received the blame, tongue utterances frightened children and visitors alike. Yet, the first lady flashed little concern…she’s being aware of this woman and others. Angry fight stares not revisited….surprisingly to the pastor. Things went back to order quickly in private and public quarters. The pastor welcomed the disbelief of a nonsensical evil-filled woman. The first lady understood completely, she’s come across quite a few evil-driven men lately and often.
Easy to betray when betrayed. Easy to lie when deceived routinely. The first-lady’s lover understands the rules…not quick or rushed, but strong and consistent. Her shapely figure required patients…care. The young 30’s something male invited months ago to rid boredom. The convenience relationship inside hotel bedroom created a silent pact. Untraceable by the non attentive pastor who chases loose women of night. The young male heard her concerns, sympathize with them and received unbelievable pleasures. She did not see youth but mental strength…subtle mannerism, courage. The relationship strengthen by her being cared for…the her silence at the church understandable. The first lady understood how the pastor treats women.
She wonders while her stream moves outside how she got here. The young male moves gently atop her posture..careful not to disrupt flow. This is not evil she suspect but something from a higher being…she wants it. She misses it at home…and thus seeks her God given gift to engage in this pleasure many times.
Story by Robert Williams