My Little Space at Work

So, I'm a nurse in my 30s, and I have this thing that you probably wouldn't guess from just looking at me. It started about a year ago when I met this doctor who is significantly older than me but sees me as his little boy. It's not something I broadcast around the hospital, I mean, professionalism and all that, but it does add an interesting layer to my day-to-day work life. We've been playing together for quite some time now. At first, it was just text messages here and there, teasing back and forth like a secret affair but with no physical contact. Then it started evolving into phone calls where he would talk down to me in this really authoritative way that made my knees go weak. There’s something about the sound of his voice commanding me or reprimanding me for some imaginary transgression that gets me so hot. I remember one time, we were running a code and he was called away on another emergency. I could hear him through the speaker phone in the room, and my heart was pounding not because of the patient but because I knew if I got caught listening it would be mortifying. After that incident, things really heated up between us. We started meeting after hours in this little office he uses as his makeshift bedroom when he’s on call. It's a bit of a kink, right? The way he makes me feel so small and helpless, like a child caught in trouble by their father, and yet it leaves me feeling completely fulfilled. I'm not ashamed or anything; it's my little space to escape into something else entirely. It’s intense but consensual, always. I guess the point of this confession is just that there are so many layers to people’s lives and relationships, even within professional settings. You never know what someone might be carrying around in their heart or mind beyond what they show you on a surface level.