One Night Stand Story Novels & Stories

“Close the door fully and feel free. I’m not a monster. My name is Ethan. The first time I saw you at the bar, I wanted to come meet you. You were very beautiful to be looking so down that night. But when I saw that man from earlier approach you, I had to stop. I waited, watched and listened instead.” I just stood there listening to him with shame burning in my chest. My face felt hot. I remembered that night too well. The drinks, the one night stand with Mark, the bad decisions, how I paid him and left. Now this stranger knew details I wished I could forget. I didn’t say anything. I just listened, arms crossed tight over my chest.

I vividly remembered the night that she learnt that everything was set for her to relocate to New York. That was the same night that she dropped the bombshell about her pregnancy and the fact that she was keeping it and was going to raise the child alone. For months, I wanted to ask her what if it was.... nevermind. Looking at her now, watching her interact with the staff, it was clear she had forcefully picked up the shattered pieces of her life. Suddenly, a sound emitted from Stanley’s phone, cutting through the silence of the hallway and dragging me violently back to the present.

Sebestain's POV I was driving home when my phone beeped. A missed call from Clara flashed on the screen. I smirked. What the hell did she want now? Then another notification slid across my lock screen, this time with a headline bold enough to make my grip tighten on the wheel. “DANTE BLACKWOOD DUMPS CLARA ADONIS FOR HIS CLEANER.” My chest burned hot as blood rushed to my face. “What the—” I muttered, tapping the article. Clara. Of course. She couldn’t just let it go, could she? She’d actually gone to the media and spun the story, announcing our broken engagement on her terms.

There was no way I could explain a literal mini version of myself seated next to me. I took one look at Leona and asked if she was hungry. She bobbed her head up and down to show she could certainly use something to eat. I went to the vending machine to grab us some snacks, and as I waited for our drinks to fall out, Leona asked, “What's a one-night stand?” The two young interns who were seated with us in the lounge perked up. My jaw quite literally dropped to the ground. “Did I say something bad? Why is everyone staring at me weird?” she asked, her big eyes scanning the faces in the room.

Annie’s eyes softened. And for a moment… Neither of us spoke. “I don’t even know when it happened,” I said quietly. She tilted her head slightly. “What?” she asked. I looked down at my hands. “That night,” I said. “It was just supposed to be a mistake.” A one-night escape. Something meaningless. Something I could forget. “But somewhere along the way…” I paused, my chest tightening. “It stopped being that.” My voice softened even more. “I don’t know when my one-night stand turned into something real,” I admitted.

"And it's not that I refused to have sex with him, it's that I told him to wait until after our wedding. I was willing to start having sex with him once our marriage had been formalized and it was an agreement, never heard him complain about it." She cleaned the tears streaming out of her left eyes but another came from her right eye. "How do I feel?" She glanced at him, "I feel terribly hurt. I was heartbroken. I did something I was not supposed to do. I went wild and crazy." She could not tell him that she had a one night stand with him then. As it was one of the crazy things she did after the so painful heartbreak. She had never imagined herself ever having a one night stand with any man.

Williams let out an evil grin as he grips Ruth's wrist,whose eyes was busy throwing daggers at him. “Let me go Mr. Williams”. Ruth protested,her heart beating widely against her ribcage. “And what if I don't?..... would be fun to watch you do your worst”. “You're married….so…please…let me go”. Ruth pleaded,her voice breaking vigorously. She's trying so hard not to raise her voice at Williams whose grip is tighten. “Just a one night stand Ruth,I would give you all you ask for!!”. “Are you insane???!!”. Ruth asks in shock pulling free, without waiting for response she quickly walked toward the door but the door has been locked!.

It’s just that I’d never have put the two of them together. She’s also flat-chested, and he does like a big pair of boobs. But they both insist it was a one-night stand, and I think maybe alcohol was involved, and when you’re a nineteen-year-old guy who’s desperate for sex, I suppose you don’t always need to discuss the national economy to get it on with a girl. “You look nice,” she says. “I don’t see you in a dress very often.”

“Just promise me he’s not some creep from a bar again or something. You deserve someone who treats you right.” I pursed my lips. “Please. It’s not what you think it is. It was just a hookup. One-night stand, I promise! It won’t happen again.” Diana stops walking abruptly, her grip tightening on my arm. “A one-night stand? Roxette, you’re blushing like you just ran a marathon. That’s not how ‘one-night stands’ work.” “Am I? You're mistaken. It wasn't like that, really. You're wrong this time.” I said defensively.

I can’t believe I just slept with a guy. Am not even gay. Scott and Ethan rushed over with Scott coming in first. How do I even begin to tell them what happened? “Are you okay?” Ethan asked immediately he entered my newly bought apartment with Scott already here. “He won’t say a word. He said until you get here” Scott revealed. “Spill” He said. “I had a one night stand” I said making Scott choke on his drink. “Am sorry, repeat yourself” Ethan said. “I had a one night stand” I repeated.