Law Student's Lament: Mommy and Her Submissive

I'm starting my first year at law school after a decade in tech. It was one of the biggest transitions I've ever made, and to cope, I found an outlet that turned into something unexpected. About two months ago, I met someone online who shared similar interests, namely, adult role-playing. We both had this idea of exploring power dynamics as a way to unwind from our demanding lives. He proposed the dynamic where he would be my submissive and I would play Mommy. It felt strange at first, but there was something comforting about having someone who wanted to be taken care of by me. He's in his mid-thirties and has three kids, a single dad balancing work and family life. The idea of playing a more nurturing role appealed to me; it was as if I could step into the shoes of a motherly figure without any real-life commitments. We met in person, after making sure we felt comfortable with each other through video calls and lengthy chats. Our first meeting went well, he arrived at my place early evening looking somewhat nervous but also excited. We talked for an hour or so about the dynamics we wanted to explore and agreed on a set of boundaries that made me feel safe as his Mommy. It's been two months since then, and our relationship has deepened. We meet twice weekly; I prepare meals and snacks for him when he visits. Sometimes, after work conversations and light-hearted activities, we delve into the role-play side of things. He asks me to help him with homework or encourages me to guide his professional goals, all in a playful but respectful manner that makes us both feel connected. However, as the weeks went on, I found myself becoming more invested emotionally than I originally intended. It's not just about the role-play now; it's also a sense of companionship and mutual support. And yet, there's this underlying tension because while we enjoy each other’s company outside of these sessions too, we both agreed to maintain the boundaries set at our first meeting. Now I'm sitting here trying to figure out where all of this leaves me. My friends don't know about this aspect of my life; they only see the hard-working law student side of me. Meanwhile, here's this other world that exists solely for us, one filled with care and affection but also defined by these boundaries we both respect. I'm torn between wanting to explore more emotionally connected avenues beyond what we've set up initially and respecting his wishes. I know our dynamic can be redefined, but it's scary thinking about changing the very thing that has given me comfort during such a big transition in my life.