Late Night Shift Hookup

So last week, I ended up staying late at my cafe because a big group of customers came in right before closing. It was the type of night where you just want to get out of there and head home, but unfortunately, that didn't happen until about two AM when this guy walked in who seemed like he'd been partying for hours. He asked if we were still open and I said yes, even though everyone else had gone home. After a few drinks at the bar, it became clear he was interested in more than just coffee. Long story short, we ended up getting pretty cozy right there in the back room of the cafe. Let's just say his technique left something to be desired, but I wasn't exactly complaining, my body didn't need much convincing either way. His hands were everywhere almost immediately; he was eager and aggressive from the start. My turn came soon enough too; between sips of whiskey, we took turns exploring every inch of each other with our tongues, fingers, lips... needless to say it was all very intense. We ended up moving onto a pile of delivery boxes in the back room, which wasn't exactly comfortable but who cares. I had to push him down and straddle him for better leverage; the position left little room for finesse. Despite the less-than-ideal conditions, his erection was firm and unyielding against me as we moved together. The sounds of our bodies rubbing against each other were almost too much, mixed with the occasional sharp breath or moan slipping out from both of us. When I asked him if he had a place to stay nearby afterward, he just shook his head with that same blank look on his face and shrugged. So we got dressed quickly and went our separate ways, I back to my apartment alone, wondering if any of this is normal or if it's just me getting way too comfortable with random strangers.