A Night of Unexpected Intimacy in My Classroom

I still can't believe it happened. It was a night class for adult learners, and I had locked up the school after everyone else left. Usually, I stay late to grade papers or prep lessons, but tonight felt different. As I sat alone at my desk grading assignments, a familiar student from another class knocked on my door, Emma. She's in her early twenties with long dark hair that falls just past her shoulders. We've always had a respectful professional relationship, but there was something about the way she looked at me that night that made my heart race. Before I knew it, we were kissing passionately behind closed doors. The heat between us was undeniable; every touch sent shivers down my spine. It wasn't long before our clothes began to come off in a flurry of desire and whispered promises. We moved to the storage room at the back of the classroom where there was more privacy, and that's when it truly became intense. Her body against mine, feeling her skin, touching every curve, every inch of her seemed designed for me alone. It was both exhilarating and terrifying, knowing we could have been caught at any moment. Afterward, we lay in each other’s arms, breathing heavily and trying to process what just happened. I’ve never felt such an overwhelming mix of guilt and pleasure before. Is it wrong to feel this way? Should I be worried about the repercussions? Does anyone else out there know someone who's experienced something like this?