MG FF: Forbidden Stranger Updated Part 20 pg 130 - Page 8

updating the next part in few minutes... 😃

Thank you everyone for your lovely comments. This next part is basically between Geet and Naintara.

Maaneet in next part... 😳 😉

Chapter Three

Until the wee hours of that morning, Geet hadn't spent even one second considering what kind of woman would attract Maan Khurana. As long as he paid no attention to her, that was all that mattered. In the past few hours, though, she'd wasted far too much time considering it, and she hadn't guessed even faintly closed.

She had expected someone pretty, sexy, maybe even edgy. Someone sure of herself personally, professionally, sexually. Someone other guys would covet, who made other woman feel insecure.

Not someone like Naintara Rathod. Oh, she was attractive in a plain sort of way. She needed a more flattering hairstyle and the unrelenting black she wore made her porcelain complexion look pasty and washed out. The below-knee-dress length was dowdy, and those shoes... Geet'S only thought on the shoes was burn them.

But she had caught Maan's eye.

She was standing in the living room doorway, her gaze returning repeatedly to the stripper pole in the dining room, looking as if she'd like nothing more than to run in those sturdy plain shoes back to her sturdy plain car and her sturdy plain world. But she hadn't fled yet, so Geet chose to act as if she wouldn't.

"Would you like a cup of tea before we start?"

"I'd rather have scotch."Naintara muttered.

"Sorry. I don't drink."

Naintara smiled unsteadily. "Tea is fine."

"We could sit in the porch if you'd like. I think its cool enough to be comfortable."

With a nod, Naintara went outside. Nosing the screen door open, Dancer followed her while Geet went to the kitchen for the tea. She carried the two cups outside a moment later, finding Naintara in one of the wicker chairs, Dancer in another. She handed one cup to the woman, and then took the third chair.

"Maan says you're interested in making a career change. What do you do now?"

"I'm a bookkeeper."Naintara's nose wrinkled. "Big switch, huh?"

"Not really."Geet was a stripper about to become a college-level English instructor. That was a big change. "Have you ever danced?"

"I took ballet when I was a kid."

"Really."Geet would have never guessed it, except that she did have perfect posture. But no grace, no elegance, no comfort with her body.

Her noncommittal response didn't fool Naintara. "I know. You'd never know it to look at me, would you?" she ran a fingernail along the rounded neckline of her dress as if it chocked. "I'm a little uptight."

Geet smiled gently. "I think when it comes to keeping books, being uptight is probably a good thing."

"Probably, but it doesn't do much for a woman."

Didn't do much for Maan? Was that what she meant?

"What made you decide to try this?"

If she was forcing herself to act so totally out of character for anyone besides herself, it wasn't going to work. Like losing weight or getting in shape, stripping was something a woman had want for herself.

"Oh, I don't know. I think every woman must wonder what it would be like." Naintara shrugged uncomfortably. "Wearing sexy clothes, doing sexy dances, having men look at you, want you, and pay to be with you. Men have probably always looked at you like that, but not me. I just want to know how it feels."

How it felt was remarkable. Just as balancing spreadsheets was part of Naintara's day, it was part of the job.

Oh, not in the beginning. There had been a real sense of power in those early days. Men who had never laid eyes on her before were willing to pay money just to have her sit at their table and talk to them'willing to pay a lot of money for private dances. They hadn't known or cared that she had grown up on the wrong side of town, that she'd gone through a wild-child phase in high school, that the boys back home had called her Randy Mandy. All they'd cared about was those few minutes when her attention was all theirs.

"But you have a boyfriend that most of the girls at the club would give a month's worth of tip to have just one night." Geet pointed out.

For a moment Naintara looked puzzled, and then she gave a shake of her head as if clearing it. "You mean Maan. Yeah, he's a nice guy."

Funny, "Nice" didn't come to mind first, second or even third when Geet thought of Maan or any other Khurana for that matter. Handsome, sexy, privileged, snobbish, b*****d - at least, when it came to Dev.

"Did he ask you to do this?"

Pink tinged Naintara's cheeks. No doubt, she hated to blush, but there were men at the club who would pay extra just to see it. Innocence fascinated them, especially when they saw so little of it on stage. "No." she denied unconvincingly. "I want to give it a shot. See if it will help me loosen up." She took a deep breath, then her pretty brown gaze met Geet's. "I've been rigid and stuffy all my life. Just once I'd like to be something else."

Geet understood wanting to be something else. She'd felt the yearning, the need, the dissatisfaction.

"All right. Let's go inside and start turning you into something else."

Naintara was slow to rise from the chair. As she did, Dancer jumped to the floor, too, trotted over and followed and curled on Geet's one-arm chair that served as her sofa.

"I like your house." Naintara said as she followed Geet down the hall and into the bedroom.

"Thank you I did it'am doing it'myself." She pointed at the chair in front of the dresser then slapped down the pack of makeup remover towelettes. "Take off your makeup."

The dressing table was a really old roll top desk, with a lighted makeup mirror in the centre and everything a woman needed to make herself look good tucked into the drawers and cubbies. Geet plugged in the curling iron, used in the occasional futile attempt to tame her own curls, then began removing the pins that held Naintara's hair in its unforgiving twist.

"You realize your age will work against you." She commented as she combed out the fine silken strands. "Twenty-nine, thirty'that's pretty much the cut-off for dancers. It's a hard job."

"I know. I'm not giving up my day job. I'd just like to do it for a while."

"And Maan is okay with it?"

"Sure. Why wouldn't he be? Your boyfriends don't mind, do they?"

Geet combed out a section of hair then rolled it into the curling iron.

"They usually didn't mind in the beginning. Sooner or later, though, they got jealous." Or worse, they got turned on'not by her, her dancing, her body, but by the fact that other men were turned on by her. The irk factor in that was too extreme to overcome.

But she'd thought Maan... hell she didn't know Maan. And he was Dev's brother, after all. His ick factor could well be much higher then she wanted to know.

Face stripped clean, Naintara watched as Geet curled her hair. Finally, almost timidly, she said. "I thought you'd teach me something today?"

"You want things different. We're starting with making you look different. Your hair is too stuffy and your makeup's too subtle about this business."

Leaving the curls to cool down, Geet turned her attention to makeup. Her skin was few shaded darker then Naintara's. But with some mixing of foundations, she matched it pretty closely. Judging by the faint smears on the towelettes, Naintara's normal routine included foundation, blush and a single shade of eye shadow, all applied with very light touch. Her eyes popped when she got a look at the products Geet lined up, everything from corrector to eyeliner to glimmer powder.

"A lot of new dancers take a drink or two before the go onstage," she remarked as she worked. "It becomes a habit way too easily, so don't even start. And take the time to find some good body makeup. If you do much floor or pole work, you'll need it to cover the bruises. Buy your shoes now and get used to wearing them. You're about my height, so four-inch heels are the minimum. Try the six-inch and when you can handle them, consider the eight-inch. They make your legs and your butt look better and that will get you better tips."

"Eight-inch heels?" Naintara squeaked. "I wear flats."

"Not to dance. You'll have to invest in some clothes, too'thongs, bras, skirts, booty shorts. There's a little shop here in town'" Geet broke off when a giggle escaped Naintara.

"Booty shorts?" she echoed.

"Micro shorts, hipsters. Just like you CPA types, we have our own lingo. For your first time out, I'd recommend a Brazilian thong. It gives more coverage on back than a regular thong. And you know you have to have a bikini wax."

"That's one thing that's not new." Naintara said with a grimace. Maybe she wasn't ill-suited to this adventure as she seems. once Geet retired, she would give up bikin's forever, because she was damn sure giving up bikini waxes. she was getting rid of all her dance clothes and her arch-killing shoes. but she was going to keep a pair of sweet crystal-encrusted for-and-half inch stilettos that made her legs die for. and maybe the Tinkerbell skirt with its fluttery hem and the iridescent bra that matched. After all, she was giving up stripping, not looking sexy from time to time.

Geet dusted a mocha-hued eye shadow over Naintara's lids before picking up the gel eyeliner and a small brush.

"If you want to dance professionally for any length of time, you'll have to get in better shape. Jogging is great for stamina, and weight-training to define the muscles. Yoga, too. It gives you a longer, leaner look. And watch your diet. Low curbs, low fat, low calorie. The lower your body fat, the higher your tip."

"Jeez, this sounds like training for some sort of athletic competition."

"It is." Geet agreed. But dancers didn't get the kind of respect athletes did'at least not exotic dancers. To too many people, strippers were one step, if even that, above prostitutes. She had never had sex for money, but her aunt, Rasika had still had called her a wh**e when she'd thrown Geet out of her house twelve years ago. Her mother had still talked about the shame she had felt when Geet had decided to make her temporary dance job permanent.

Her hands trembled, smearing the mascara. She cleaned it away and concentrated on what she was doing. Those old hurts would never be gone. She could haul them out to re-examine tomorrow or next month. At the moment, though, she had a job to do.

And that was taking money from Maan Khurana to make his girlfriend sexier for him.When she finished with the makeup, she combed out Naintara's curls before letting her check the results in the mirror. Naintara's brown eyes widen as she turned her head from side to side. "Oh, my gosh. I look..."

Her black hair shimmered in waves that softened her face, and the makeup played up her eyes and the great cheekbones beneath them. She looked prettier, more approachable, and sexier.

"Wow. This is worth whatever Maan's paying you. I could stop right now'" abruptly, she bit her lips, smudging the lip liner/lipstick/lip gloss that Geet had applied. After a while she smiled and went on with less enthusiasm. "I'm just kidding. Of course I want to learn to dance. I really do."

Who was she trying to convince? Geet?

Or herself?

Precap: "Those men are old enough to be your grandfather." he remarked as he poured vodka into all four glasses.

"Father actually. I'm not that young."

She looked way too young to be working in a place like this.

"Aren't you ever tempted to tell them to go home to their wives?"

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Originally posted by: preethia

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wud love to know more abt geet's past...

pl cont soon

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Originally posted by: smallville

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