*Disclaimer: If you want to judge me in this story for cheating or anything else, please send me a detailed direct message explaining your issues. (That way you can waste your time and I can laugh while I ignore it.) In all seriousness, I was in a weird place at this time in my life, had a drinking problem, and as a result did a lot of bad, destructive, unkind and risky things. I’ve since cleaned up my life (for the most part) and have tried my best to be a better person and make amends. And as you’ll see in this story, I experienced at least a little bit of karma as a result of this incident anyway. Anyway, here goes.*
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This is a story about loneliness, desperation, bad decisions, and karma. But it’s a story of, objectively, one of the more erotic experiences of my life. So I thought I’d share it here.
At the time this story happened, I was in my mid-20’s and working at a small startup company in New York City. My job was in marketing and general operations, but it was small enough that everybody knew each other, even across departments. And, as happens often in startups, we developed a nice camaraderie with each other over time.