Tonight's Screw-Up

I've been bartending at the local dive bar for a few years now, and I pride myself on keeping my professional life separate from anything personal or romantic. But tonight, things got complicated. A regular named Jake walked in, and he has this way of making me feel things that no one else does. We were flirting as usual when suddenly, his hand slipped under the counter while refilling drinks. He grabbed my thigh, then slid his fingers into my panties. I was so caught up in the moment, I let him finger me right there behind the bar, against the cool metal of the cash register. The sound of our whispers and soft moans filled the room as he came close to cumming inside my pants pocket. Now I'm freaked out. Does this happen to other bartenders too? Is it normal to lose control like that at work?