The Stripper (18+) A Michael Jackson Book

Chapter 6: Conversation and more time together

Natalie's POV:

When my rehearsal finally came to an end, I heard the sound of slow claps in the background. I got up from the chair, looking at the back of the room, but the spotight's bright light made it impossible for me to see who was applauding me. I walked forward,
descending the small stairs, to come face to face with none other than Michael Jackson.

In that moment I could be summed up
in 3 words: scared, nervous, and horny.

The man was staring at me with such intensity that I could feel my body on fire. I swallowed hard, fear screaming inside me, he was going to discover my identity, and I would be screwed.

Calm down, be Karla, don't be scared, be Karla. - I repeated that sentence several times in my head.

"Today is not the show day." I said, descending the rest of the stairs, and walking far away from him.

Michael walked slowly behind me. "I
know, but I couldn't wait to see you again."

His voice came out very deep, and dragged. I closed my eyes, trying to tell my senses to not make me falter in front of that man. I stopped at one of the tables, opening a bottle of water, taking a big gulp of the cold liquid.

"Calm down." I repeated to myself when he came closer.

Michael still had the same clothes he had in the office.

"You were wonderful, Karla." I could feel his eyes on me.

I took a deep breath and looked at his face without showing the desperation inside of me.

"It was just a rehearsal, but thank you, Mr..."  left the question in the air.

"Michael, I'm Michael Jackson." He said, extending his hand in a greeting.

"Better not, I'm sweaty." I said smiling.

"You look...great." He said as he analyzed every part of my body, which to my surprise didn't make me blush. "I wanted to see you the other day, but I was told that you don't talk with the club's customers."

"I heard you wanted to see me, but I didn't think you would try again though, a lot of people give up at the first try."

I saw Michael smirking. "I wasn't going to, but something in me told me that I had to see you again." He said, getting closer than I imagined. "I'm not a man who gives up easily on what he wants."

I stared into his eyes, they were dark and with a different glow than normal. I could see the lust in them.

"I can see that, you seem to be a determined man. What made you come back?" I was going to tease him.

"You, only you."

"I imagine you don't want me anymore now, after seeing me like this."

"I keep wanting you the same way, Karla, or even more." His eyes traveled down my cleavage. "You can do things that you don't even imagine."

I smiled in a mischievous way, biting my lower lip. "What kind of things?"I whispered to him.

"I can show you if you want.." Michael inched closer, so close so that I could feel his breath in my face.

I continued staring into his eyes through the mask that covered my face. "You're really straightforward, Michael. I like it. But I don't hook up with the club's customers." I said, moving away from him.

"I can make you change your mind, Karla." He said, making me stop. His voice tone was firm, determined.

"No one ever could, Jackson." I said, smiling dismissively. "Do you think you re going to be the first? You don't even know if I'm single..."