..it just happened

Sanjana was standing at the bar table of a sophisticated pub in downtown Paris.She was 39, but looked not even a day older than 31..ok 32..maybe..But looked every bit glamorous even after 2 children. The solitaire on her finger shone like a moon in the sky, which her husband had gifted on their Anniversarry 

As she gazed at the Bordeux wine she was drinking , a man came and sat next to her. Handsome.. Very handsome.. Really handsome..Like those 1970s heros.. Chivalrous..Perfectly fit.. A bit of grey hair.. But he carried it really well

"May I buy you a drink?" He glanced at her.. She smiled coyly.. He was too handsome to decline

"I am Rajeev, you can call me Ryan ..I work with HSBC, in Rue de Monceau.."

..and you?  From India?

"No.. From London.. " she said faking a British accent.. I am Susan..married "she said showing her solitaire was definitely worth a few millions

"Yes, I am married too.. But you made me forget that" he said and she again smiled .. Looking at those twinkling eyes.. She felt like a teenager again blushing looking at him.. He flexed those arms and she almost died looking at him..

She left the bar table and walked towards  the exit and he followed her. Her maroon dress was complimentîng her curvy body and long slim legs. She was looked like a goddess and even inspite of her sexy moves she never looked 1 bit indecent..He followed her all the way out of the pub. It was late evening and Paris was dazzling with lights..he picked up his pipe and smoked , he looked so fine with the pipe in his hand and the smoke in the air...she sat in the taxi and he sat next to her.. The temperature between them was soaring and the next moment his smoky lips were on hers. As he gently slid his fingers in her long burgundy hair and on her  sexy back, she trembled with joy. The intense passion increased as she was in his heated intimate embrace. He made the taxi halt right outside his apartment in Boulevard de Rouge..

as they entered his posh apartment the passion increased till her pearl necklace broke and then they both were lost in each other till the next morning

The sun rose beautifully on the Parisian sky and Susan aka Sanjana looked pure and fresh like the first ray of sun. He carassed the long strand of hair which was falling on her face. As she slept, her long brown hair contrasted the white satin bedsheets and her marble white body complemented the soft pillows. 

Rajeev , a stock trader with HSBC was married for last 7 years to his best friend. He met his wife in a B-school and both started their finance careers together.but after years of earning money his wife left the job and worked with an animal activists environmentalist group and hence loved her job too much.. But yes she loved Rajeev more than her job. They were happily settled in Paris with 2 wonderful children.

He had been thinking all this while watching the beautiful Sanjana sleep

Suddenly he heard the knock on the door. He got up and dressed up leaving the Adonis in him behind. He opened the door, it was the hexagenerian governess of his children Mrs Jean bastille "Sir , what would you have for breakfast? The children are asking for bacon and scrambled eggs"

Sanjana walked in from behind buttoning her nighty.. "Yes please ,make some bacon ,Madame Jean Bastille.. And the children need to go for their painting event.. I gotto get ready..

Rajeev ,ideally both parents are invited.. Do you want to join?"

"No I am very tired ...I had an eventful night..with a strange lady..named uhh..Susan.. He winked"keeping both his hands on her shoulders 

She smiled again patting his face.."Ok Ryan.. I need to go..one night stands with strangers are dangerous..she gave him a peck on his cheek.. "

Rajeev and Sanjana had to get back to their original roles of husband and wife..but one night stands with each other were always welcomed