A Quiet Afternoon Encounter

Met her at a café today, casual meet-up for drinks. She's in her late thirties, sharp eyes, dark hair pulled back. We left after an hour or so and went to my place. Small talk led to more personal questions. Soon enough we were kissing on the couch, hands exploring each other's bodies. I felt her warm hand around me, guiding me inside her. She was wet, tight around me as I pushed in deep. Moving slow at first, then faster, hitting that spot she loved. Her nails dug into my back, fingers clutching my shoulders tightly. We climaxed together, panting and sweating, spent but satisfied.