Reminiscing on some of the most scandalous and tumultuous times in my life has been a roller coaster of emotions for me. This particular story is a rough one because of all the ups and downs I went through and shared with my brother. Remembering Sam in his prime is particularly therapeutic after all these years. I always celebrate him, but retelling these stories makes me miss that goofy son of a bitch something fierce. Thank you to all that have reached out with condolences and encouragement. You guys make writing about our debaucherous deeds so much fun!
Back to the current story! If you want to start from the beginning here’s [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uul2zh/my_adventures_with_a_married_girlfriend_mf/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) . If you don’t feel like reading all that history, I’ll give you the cliff notes. I started seeing my married coworker Ali while in a dead relationship waiting to move out of the apartment I shared with my girlfriend Lisa and best friend Sam. Ali and I were extremely sexually compatible and the emotional connection between us was only getting stronger.
Shortly after Ali had laid claim to me I decided to call it quits with Lisa ahead of schedule. My conscience was cleared of any obligations I might have had to a dead relationship. We still lived together but that was the extent our interactions.