The One Night Stand
Chapter 1
Daya ran a hand through his hair as he surveyed the room. He looked tired but relaxed. He had worked hard for the case and tonight at this celebratory party, he was having a great time.
His eyes fell on a tall, slim figure of a woman who was sipping a drink, and surveying the room just like him.
Smiling to himself, Daya made his way towards her.
"Can I buy you another drink?" Daya asked, looking at the empty glass in her hand.
"Oh, it's you" the woman said, her lips curling in a small smile.
"Yes Tanya, it's me" said Daya returning her smile. "So, a drink?"
"Oh no. I think I am done for tonight" said Tanya.
"Oh, come on. The party has just begun" he said. "Two champagnes please" he added to the bartender.
"You look tired. I thought you wouldn't come" said Tanya.
"Yes, as a matter of fact I am tired. But I couldn't skip a celebratory party when I helped solve the case and then I couldn't miss the chance to meet you, could I?" said Daya, smirking.
"Oh really?" Tanya scoffed.
"Yes. And by the way you look gorgeous" he said.
"Thank you" said Tanya. "So now this case is over, what will you do?"
"I am sure some other case will pop up" said Daya shrugging. "But I really want to thank you for all the help you gave me. Solving this case wouldn't have been that easy if you hadn't been there"
"You already told me that a thousand times, Daya" Tanya laughed. "Why don't we talk about something else? Come on, let's dance"
"I don't dance" said Daya.
"Oh yes, you do" said Tanya in a breezy voice.
"I - wait..." said Daya doing a double take. He had just spotted Shreya chatting with the rest of the CID team.
"What?" asked Tanya.
"Uh... nothing" said Daya.
Shreya caught Daya's eye and she waved at him. Daya was about to go to her but she was asked to dance by a guy, which Daya didn't recognise and much to his annoyance and surprise, he saw Shreya accept it.
Daya turned to face Tanya. "You know what? Let's dance"
Tanya raised an eyebrow. "Change of mind?"
"Yes. I hope you don't have a problem." said Daya.
"Oh not at all. I would love to dance with you" said Tanya and they took to the dance floor.
Noticing Daya's obvious annoyance, Tanya asked, "You obviously look displeased with your wife"
"How do you -" said Daya, looking surprised.
"I know all about you" said Tanya with a mysterious smile.
"What are you, a stalker?" asked Daya smiling.
"Ouch!" said Tanya. "I would rather prefer if you called me a spy"
Daya laughed. "No but seriously, any reason for all this background digging?"
"I prefer to have all information about those whom I work with" said Tanya.
"Ah, right. It always helps" said Daya.
"And If the guy is handsome, I give him a little more attention" said Tanya.
"I see" said Daya.
"Oh, don't worry about it. I was kidding. It was just out of curiosity" said Tanya smirking.
"I wouldn't worry at all. I work with CID" said Daya.
"You never know" murmured Tanya.
"Sorry... what?" said Daya, who was too busy staring at Shreya who was dancing not far away from him.
When the song ended, Daya picked up Tanya's hand and brought it to his lips. The warm brush of his mouth on the back of her hand sent a tingling sensation down her spine. "What - you are leaving?" Tanya asked.
"Yes. I think I've spent far too much time away from my wife" said Daya.
Tanya threw him a fake smile. "Of course."
"Well, see you around... enjoy your evening. And thank you once again for whatever you did to help me in solving this case" said Daya.
"Yeah, you are welcome" said Tanya and watched Daya walk away. "I am sure we'll see each other again. Sooner than you know" she murmured.
Shreya was still engrossed in the dance when Daya approached her. He tapped on the guy's shoulder with whom Shreya was dancing.
"Excuse me, but will you step aside please? I wish to have a little chat with your charming dance partner" said Daya.
"Huh... do you know that it is very rude and ill mannered to interrupt someone like this? And who the hell are you?" asked the man.
"I happen to be Shreya's husband. And I am a senior CID Officer. Mind telling me who the hell you are?" said Daya aggressively.
"Uh... hi, my name is Sam... um... if you will excuse me please..." said Sam and walked away in a jiffy.
Daya watched him walk away with a satisfied smile. Shreya coudn't help giggling at his obvious jealousy.
"My my, I can smell something burning" she whispered in his ear.
"Sure you do." said Daya drawing her close. "You didn't tell me you were coming back early"
"I thought I would give you a little surprise" said Shreya.
"Hmmm... but I don't think I like your surprise very much." said Daya.
"Oh come on, it was just a dance" said Shreya.
"How long have you known that guy?" asked Daya.
"About an hour ago? I love it when you get jealous." said Shreya.
"You little minx! You like to tease me, don't you?" asked Daya.
"Very much" said Shreya
"I think we have spent too much time away from each other" said Daya.
"Yes" she whispered and Daya felt her brush her centre against his groin. Whether she did it on purpose or it was an accident, he couldn't tell. The lights were dimmed. The music was seductive. His breath hitched every time she pressed her hips snugly into his own. Others didn't notice their seductive moves at all. Shreya had taken care of that.
"You are not as innocent as you look to the outsiders" said Daya, trying to keep his voice steady.
"What am I then?" asked Shreya, as she grew slightly bolder with her grinding.
"A seductress... a temptress" Daya whispered, his breaths becoming uneven.
"Mmm... you are enjoying that, aren't you?" said Shreya watching his obvious efforts to control his desire.
"Stop doing that. You wouldn't want me undoing you in public." said Daya.
"I doubt if I can do that" said Shreya though she distanced herself from him slightly.
Daya groaned softly. He was starting to feel dizzy. He couldn't focus on anything else. All he wanted was to grab her and take her to the room and -
"I can see your inner struggle" Shreya said with a naughty laugh.
"What?" said Daya.
"I can right through your head. I know what you are thinking" said Shreya.
"No... you don't..." said Daya, trying hard to shake off her naked figure from his mind's eye.
"Yes... I do. I can see you have already undressed me in your mind's eye. All you want is to slide your hand between my legs spread my thighs and -" said Shreya, when Daya cut her across. "I want to do a hell lot more than this. I want to taste all of you. I want to make love to you all night and I want to make you moan and scream and I am going to do it now... without wasting a single minute" said Daya.
"Wha -" Shreya began but Daya dragged her out of the ballroom into the hotel lobby. The guests and their collegues were enjoying too much to notice their abrupt exit. The predator had been unleased. He needed her, god, he couldn't wait.
"Where are we going?" asked Shreya.
"I have a suite booked" said Daya, dragging her towards the elevator.
Fortunatly the elevator was on the ground floor and the lobby was empty except for them. He hauled her inside the elevator and punched number 7 on the panel.
"We can't possibly leave the party like this! What will others -" Shreya's words were drowned as his mouth covered hers. He was not gentle. He kissed her harshly and urgently pulling her flush against him and grinding hard and fast to curb his hunger and desire.
Within moments, the two were moaning each other's names in unison. The elevator seemed to be rocking.
Their mouths were occupied giving each other frenzied kisses. Shreya had her back pressed against the elevator, her arms on her sides.
He was grounding his hips against hers, their cores rubbing against each other with the clothes, separating them.
She mewled out his name, making him even more desperate. The erratic beating of his own heart coupled by her sexy moans were driving him crazy. The friction filled rubbing was already driving him over the edge, yet he was unsatisfied. Unable to hold back no longer, he lifted her up slightly and began to grind.
She let out a contented sigh. They were interupted by the clanging noise of the elevator.
"We should... uhh...hhahh.. g -get out" Shreya said, panting.
"Yeah" said Daya.
Without leaving her lips, they hurtled out of the elevator. They stumbled through his suite crashing into furniture and staggering into his darkened bedroom with hands grabbing at each other in all the places they could reach. She shuddered at the heated caress of his hands running over her sensitised nipples under her dress. She moaned in delight as he held her close with one hand and the other hand wrenched open the buttons of her dress with hungry impatience. Not wanting to delay any longer, he picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. He dropped her onto it and began stripping off his clothes. Shreya watched his shirt fall to the floor revealing his musular torso. He pulled of his trousers and now his boxers were the only piece of clothing he wore. Climbing on top of her, he bent down and gave her a long lingering kiss.
"Hi Tanya! Enjoying the evening?" came a voice.
"Sam! Hey! I didn't see you. Did you come late?" asked Tanya.
"Nope, I was right on time. Maybe you were too engrossed with your friend" said Sam.
"Excuse me?" said Tanya, narrowing her eyes.
"If you are looking for him, then he won't be around for another hour or so" said Sam.
"What?" asked Tanya.
"Yeah, I guess he having a quickie with his wife" said Sam, smirking.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Tanya yelled, attracting attention of the people nearby.
"Chillax baby. There is no need to feel so aggravated. He is a married man after all" said Sam.
"You know what? Get the fuck out of here. Just stay away, alright?" said Tanya.
"Okay, whatever" said Sam. "Hope you enjoy the evening" he said and walked away smiling to himself.
"Fucking bastard" Tanya growled.
She spotted another CID officer nearby who she knew was Daya's colleague.
"Excuse me, do you know where senior Inspector Daya is?" Tanya asked.
"Oh no, I don't know where he is. I saw him with his wife sometime ago. Dunno where they went" said the man.
"Okay, thanks" said Tanya with a scowl on her face.
Shreya lay sprawled over his body, still feeling the remanants of the orgasm. His arms were wrapped around her, their legs all tangled up. She smiled and nuzzled his chest as Daya began to stroke her back.
"You know, everyone must be wondering where we'd disappeared" said Shreya raising her head, propping on his chest.
"You should have thought of that before you teased me on the dance floor" said Daya. "Anyway I don't care what people think. We are married and very much in love. I am sure they would understand that we need some privacy"
Shreya kissed him on his lips. "I love you"
"I love you too. And I have missed you though it has been just a week without you" said Daya.
"Umm who was that girl you were dancing with?" asked Shreya.
"Jealous huh?" he asked.
"Shut up! Just tell me" said Shreya.
"Her name is Tanya. She helped me a lot on this case. She was the only one who was trustworthy. She tipped us off with all the inside information you know and now we are good friends" said Daya.
"Okay... she is pretty" said Shreya.
"Well, there is no denying that. She is" said Daya.
"She is prettier than me" said Shreya.
"Maybe. Maybe she is the prettiest and most perfect woman in the world. But the fact is that - she is not you" said Daya.
"Oh, you flatter me" said Shreya smiling.
He kissed her hard. "I was thinking maybe we could order room service and then I would tell you about a particular fantasy of mine where you get on the top and-"
"-stop!" Shreya laughed. "We need to get back to the party"
"But what about my fantasy?" asked Daya, feigning anger.
"We can fulfill your fantasies when we get home" said Shreya.
"Are you sure? I really don't feel like leaving this bed-"
"Yes I am absolutely sure. Come on, get dressed" she said, laughing.
"Okay ma'am" he said giving her a slightly affronted look.
Sneak peek into next chapter - A rainy night, a few drinks and an act as a result of unrestrained passion. Did Daya commit the biggest mistake of his life?