A Professor's Secret Kink

So there I was, standing in my cluttered office at the university after a particularly grueling day of lecturing and grading. The clock read 6 PM, and instead of heading home like any sensible person would, I found myself reaching for my phone to send a naughty text to someone who knows exactly how to turn me on, not one of my students, mind you! We've got boundaries clear as day, if anyone's wondering. No, this is just something that has blossomed between two consenting adults with way too much imagination. Anyway, I proposed a game of sorts: dress up and play out some scenarios from our favorite historical romance novels. She agreed eagerly over the phone line, her voice husky and full of promise. We met at an undisclosed location, not exactly the library stacks or campus cafes here, where she had dressed as a 19th-century lady in need of some tutoring (and some more interesting instruction). I arrived in my usual professorial attire but with a few playful tweaks. It was exhilarating, to say the least. I mean, who would have thought that behind the stern lecturer's exterior lay such a naughty imagination? But hey, isn't learning fun in all forms? So here’s where I’m curious, is it normal for professors to let their hair down this much outside of the classroom? Should I stick strictly to literature and philosophy or explore these other passions too? What say you, dear readers?