AN. Please see ch1 for disclaimers.
Sorry for the delay, my book isn't flowing so I thought I would update this.
I hope you like it...
As ever, reviews are welcome.
As they approach the entrance to the club Jane can't help but think this is not going to end well, she just hopes that Candy isn't working tonight.
The bouncer appraises the group and notices them as regulars. He notices the beautiful honey blonde with them. He is surprised at her coming to a place like this, but he knows not to judge a book by its cover. He can't help but feel he has met her somewhere, he shakes his head; a woman like that you do not forget. He wishes them all a good evening and opens the door to them. As the blonde steps through the entrance she smiles at him.
"Thanks Chad."
He doesn't let his surprise show but he is positive he has never met her before.
Dammit Rizzoli, you need to start acting like Maura. Stoopid boys' night.
The group are guided towards their 'usual booth' and a waitress comes to take their drinks order. The women sit side by side and Maura takes in her surroundings. She has never been to a strip club before and she is enjoying being in Jane's body to fully appreciate the experience. While she wouldn't class Jane as butch, Jane definitely has a 'quality', a machismo that she exudes; a confidence that Maura is sure could get any woman into bed if Jane so desired. Jane of course was oblivious.
A strip club seems so out of character for Jane, who is normally so prudish and unwilling to even say the word sex. Maura supposes that this regular expedition is more about bonding with her work colleagues and being accepted as 'one of the guys' than anything else. That is until Maura sees her.
Maura feels a sharp dig in Jane's ribs as Frost pokes her with his elbow. He leans in to talk to his partner.
"Holy shit Rizzoli, this is gonna be awkward."
Jane looks over to see the source of the noise and the focus from her friends and she sees Candy and two other women take to the stage. Oh shit. Perfect. Just perfect. How in the hell is she going to explain this?
The women watch as the three women strut confidently towards the stage and Maura's doppelgänger stands centre stage and seems to be the main attraction.
Oh shit. Of course, of course Candy is working.
Jane watches as what can only be described as a second rate version of Maura Isles writhes and grinds and dry humps her way through a routine that usually she would by mesmerised by. In fact she is.
Maura sits with Jane's mouth wide open. She points Jane's finger towards the scantily clad woman and speaks with a real husk to Frost.
"She looks like Dr Isles. Maura."
Frost snorts.
"Ah, yeah, no shit Rizzoli, why the hell do you think we come back every month? You practically beg us to come here, something about it's the only way you'll ever get to see what Maura's tits look like."
Maura still having her own mind says the only thing she really can.
"Oh. So let me get this straight, I am attracted to Maura and the only reason we come here is so that I can look at a frankly less attractive version of Maura naked. Well, practically, oh no, fully naked."
Frost looks at Jane as if she had gone mad.
"What in the hell has gotten into today Rizzoli? You are acting weird! Oh wait up, here she comes."
The group watches as Candy 'dresses', and moves straight over to their group. She makes a bee-line for Jane.
Oh crap, please don't let her give Maur a lap dance.
Candy takes the hand of the detective and leads her to a chair, still near to the group. Candy runs her hair down the detective's face. There is something softer about the strong detective's features, something more womanly.
"Well hi detective. Your usual?"
Maura doesn't answer. Frost answers on Jane's behalf.
"Hey Candy, of course she wants her usual. So do we!"
The men laugh.
Candy turns away from the brunette and then she sees her. She sees a more glamourous, less tired version of herself with an incredible busom. It is like looking in a mirror, but where she has her head in her hands. The honey blonde looks embarrassed like she wants the ground to open up and swallow her.
Now she gets it. Now she gets why the lanky detective comes here. It isn't her, Candy she wants, it is because she can't have this woman. Huh. Well, Candy figures maybe she could give the women a helping hand.
She bends, touching her toes, giving the brunette a clear view of her g-string covered ass. She is less than an inch away from the pretty detective's face. She gives a little shimmy and Jane is mesmerised, watching Candy.
Maura cannot help herself. She cannot get used to Jane's husky raw voice articulating her thoughts.
"You have a wonderful gluteus maximum."
Candy laughs, turning to face the brunette.
"Well thanks detective. Usually people say they like my ass."
Maura is surprised at this.
"Do you do this full time?"
The two women converse as Candy pushes her breasts into Maura and straddles her lap.
"No, I do this to make money while I put myself through medical school."
"Really? I am a, I mean my friend over there is a doctor."
Maura stuffs a handful of hundred dollar bills into Candy's g-string. Candy leans back, her strong thighs squeezing Jane's body for an anchor as she lowers her head to the ground. She appraises her lookalike; she looks intelligent, if a person can. She uses her abs to pull herself up shoving her breasts in the brunettes face.
"She looks jealous."
"Really? No! We're just friends."
"I'm telling you honey, she is into you. She looks like she could kill me."
Maura cannot help the hope that tinges Jane's voice.
"Really?"
Candy looks deep into the brunettes face, she leans in and whispers into her ear.
"Do as I say."
Candy stands, strutting her stuff to the music. She sways her hips and bends backwards putting her hands to the floor to do a handstand, splitting her legs before arching her back and planting her high heels back on the floor. She strides towards the detective, putting her hands on her shoulders, grinding her hips. She again straddles the brunette.
"Undo my bra."
Maura snakes Janes hands up to Candy's top and obliges. Candy slips out of her bra and throws it in the direction of the honey blonde. Candy places her hands either side of her breasts pushing them together creating a cleavage that almost matches Maura's and pushes them into the brunettes face.
"Now kiss each one and I will get off you, I promise, it will be worth it."
Candy winks at the detective. She is acting so differently tonight. She is not normally this sexual, she is usually quite prudish even though she stares at her tits.
Maura looks to see if the table is watching and then gently places a soft kiss first on the soft plump left breast and then the silky smooth flesh of the right.
The table breaks out into whoops and hollers.
Candy stands, turning to look at the honey blonde. She stalks over to her, her hips swaying on those high high heels, her breasts swaying with the movement. She leans into the booth giving the blonde a good view, holding out her hand for her bra.
"She's all yours honey."
Candy winks at the blonde and walks off. Never before has she been tipped so much and enjoyed it.
Maura walks Jane's body back to the table and sits down next to herself.
"Holy shit Rizzoli, that was amazing! You are so in there."
Maura's voice cuts over the noise with Jane doing her best Maura impression.
"Thank you for this evening, but I am feeling out of sorts, I need to go."
Maura appraises herself, no sign of hives so Jane must be feeling like that.
"Me too. I'll make sure Maura gets home ok."
The women walk in silence and flag down a cab. Maura waits, she is processing the information that she has learned tonight. She has always been attracted to Jane but assumed Jane didn't feel the same. It appears she was wrong.
The cab pulls up at Maura's. The brunette pays and the women walk to the door. Maura unlocks the door, Jane's lithe fingers making easy work of her lock.
Jane walks straight to Maura's fridge and finds out a beer. She finds one, flicks off Maura's shoes and opens the beer. She gets a glass down for Maura and fills the glass with a good glug of red.
She takes the drinks to the sofa and sits down in her usual spot. She draws on the bottle, the amber liquid so refreshing. It doesn't help her mood. She is wound tight. The sight of well herself, but knowing it was Maura with Candy has made her blood boil. And she is pretty sure she heard Frost say something about Maura's tits and her wanting them. Stupid body swap.
"Jane. Can we talk please?"
"No Maur, I really don't feel great and I just want to get some sleep, ok."
She can't help but catch how upset she looks.
"It's been a weird day, Maur. I think we could both do with some sleep. Ok?"
"You are right Jane, sleep might help us both."
The women wish each other goodnight and go to their separate rooms.
Jane undresses with Maura's eyes tightly shut. Maura's hands feel on the bed for her pjs and realises they will drown Maura. A soft knock can be heard at the door as Jane's form enters holding a nightie in Maura's size.
"Jeez, Maur, I'm naked!"
Jane tries to cover Maura's breasts and genitals.
"Oh Jane, please, it's me. I have seen myself naked plenty of times, touched myself, enjoyed myself."
"Oh god Maur, please!"
"Oh Jane, stop being such a prude. What are you going to be like tomorrow?"
"What do you mean tomorrow?"
"In the shower Jane, I can't clean myself now can I?"
Oh shit. How in the hell was she going to cope with being naked in the shower, lathering up those beautiful breasts? It has been awhile since Jane prayed but right now she was praying they switched bodies before the shower...