Unexpected Nighttime Visitor

Last night, after a long day at work and an early bedtime, I woke up to the sound of my bedroom door creaking. In the dim light, I saw her, it was Sarah, a friend from college I hadn't seen in years. She said she needed someone to talk to about some personal issues. Before I knew it, we were kissing passionately and exploring each other’s bodies with an urgency that felt like it had been building for decades. It was intense and incredibly intimate. But now I'm left wondering if this is normal behavior for long-separated friends or just a one-time lapse in judgment.