The Night Shift Coffee Run

I had a regular customer at the café who always ordered this one special drink. He was tall with a rugged beard and wore these cool glasses that made him look like an intellectual guy with secrets. We'd talk sometimes, but mostly he was just another customer until that night. It was late when I decided to grab some air outside. It had been a long shift and my legs were killing me. He saw me out there alone and offered to buy me coffee if I could take him somewhere quiet for a drink too. We ended up at this cozy little café down the street, just talking and sipping. I felt like we connected in ways that hadn't happened with anyone else before. The night went on and it became clear he had something brewing too. He kissed me, gently but insistently. I couldn't resist and gave into his embrace, feeling a rush of excitement and desire I hadn't experienced for a long time. I'm married back home but this felt so different from anything I've ever shared with my spouse. Was what happened just one night or could it lead to something more? Is it normal to feel this way about someone else's husband even if it was consensual and spontaneous? I need advice on whether I should take another chance at being open like this again.