Last Night's Relief

I was feeling so alone and desperate this week after my divorce. Work was draining and every moment home felt empty. I broke down and called a number I found online for discreet adult services. A seductive voice answered, promising release in just an hour. She arrived promptly, a striking redhead with piercing green eyes. We barely spoke before she kissed me roughly, hands gripping my face as her tongue delved deep into mine. Her fingers found the waistband of my pants and tugged them off quickly. I was hard for her from that first touch, needing to feel her skin against mine. She straddled me on the couch, riding up my shaft with smooth, practiced movements. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure crashing over me until I couldn't hold back any longer, spilling into her hand as she rode out my orgasm, my muscles clenching around her in that final delicious second.