Alone in Uniform

I've always been proud to be a military spouse, but sometimes it feels like I'm alone in this. My husband doesn't share my interest in BDSM roleplay, he thinks it's too risky for our marriage and his career. But last weekend, I was at the gym wearing my uniform when someone recognized me. We ended up talking, and there was an instant connection. They suggested a CNC scene later that night. It felt wrong to go through with it without my husband knowing, but he'd been away on deployment for months. The feeling of control and release during that scene was intoxicating, but as soon as it was over, I felt guilty and heartbroken. What started as a momentary escape from loneliness turned into a painful reminder of the distance between us.