My Night Off

I work as a bartender most nights, and while I’m generally okay with my single life, there’s one night off that I can’t stop thinking about. A couple weeks ago, after closing, an older man came in looking for someone specific to spend the night with him. At first, I was hesitant, but he seemed so lonely and desperate. We ended up going back to his place for a few hours of comfort and companionship. He gave me a lot more than I deserved that night, and now I can barely look at myself in the mirror. It’s not like me to be with someone I don’t know well, but it felt right in that moment. What am I supposed to do with these feelings?