A Moment of Weakness

I'm thirty-five and usually so in control. This week has been nothing but paperwork and meetings. Today, after work, I headed straight to the club. There’s a girl there who's always been into DDLG dynamics, she's smart, sweet, and knows exactly how to push my buttons. We ended up playing for hours, me disciplining her as hard as ever. It felt like a release but also wrong somehow. The way she responds...it should be exhilarating, not guilt-ridden. I'm ashamed of myself.