Just Another Night at Work?

Tonight was just like any other night until that hot guy came in and I ended up taking care of him in a way only I know how. Yeah, it's not what everyone else does behind the bar, I'm more than just pouring drinks. Tonight we pushed some boundaries and explored something new together, and it felt right. Waited until closing to whisk him upstairs where no one could see or judge us, not even my boss. Sometimes it feels weirdly freeing to play the role of caregiver this way, like he's mine for the night and I can take care of him however I want, within reason, of course. And when you have that kind of chemistry with someone, it just... happens.