When I was 19...

When I was 19, I was coming out of a horrifically intense bout of clinical depression that caused me to drop out of life entirely and become somewhat of a hermit. Once that phase passed, I got my first ever full time job working at a Krispy Kreme.
I spent a lot of time feeling kind of lonely there but there one employee I took a shine to. She was 50-something years old, married with three kids, and really fun to be around. We had very similar interests, similar personalities, similar hobbies and similar tastes in music. The difference in our ages began to feel like less and less weird over time as we became friends.
Anyway, one day she invited me over to her house for dinner after work, and I accepted. I entered her home, which was much nicer than I was expected considering her profession (she later explained that she only really worked that job because she couldn't stand being home for long periods of time), I met her husband, who I learned worked from home almost every day, and I met her three sons, the oldest of whom was the same age as me.
At some point during the night, her husband cornered me and made some cheeky remarks when we were alone together for a few minutes. He essentially invited me to come over during the day while everyone else was out. His tone suggested he was joking, but I felt like it wasn't really much of a joke.
I kept having dinner at their house and became a close friend of the family over the course of a couple of years. At some point my coworker started treating me like a fourth child of hers. She even gave me an extra key to her house so I could stop by whenever. I thought that was weird at first but I remember being really thankful and crying later that day when I got home.
Over the next few months I'd made a habit of spending more time at their house than my apartment. They didn't seem to mind much, it felt liked they genuinely liked having me over. They even got a dog and named him after me.

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Anyway, I fucked her husband. I don't really know why.

It happened so fast. I took a day off from work and decided to just spend the day at their house, no one was there but me and him. I didn't go over there with the intention of fucking anyone.
This happened repeatedly and with increasing frequency. Every few weeks or so, I'd call out of work and fuck this woman's husband while everyone else was out of the house and pretend I had some boring personal affairs to tend to the next day. This continued for about a year until, somehow, I also had sex with their oldest son as well.
Eventually, she found out about me fucking her family and a massive shitshow ensued. She became so enraged and vengeful that she started stalking me and I began fearing for my life. I had to quit my job, leave the city for a few weeks and live in a cheap motel. I still can't engage in sexual encounters anymore, I just keep thinking about that family I destroyed for no discernible reason. I'm back to being a hermit again.

I don't know what the moral of the story is here.

you should kill yourself immediately, preferably over livestream so we can all watch the light drain from your eyes

pretty messed up of you ngl

I know. I haven't been able to sleep at night.

Fascinating the types of people that you run into on this board haha

You got groomed and raped user. That was their plan from the start.

this originallyllyoo

>BACK. IN THE 90'S.I WAS IN A VERY FAMOUS TTTEEEEEEEE-VEEEE SHOW

>groomed
>at 19 years of age

Ok but were you the one giving or taking dick?

lmao what difference would it make

Lmao didnt expect that twist at all

You really need to repent to Christ while you live, and confront them and apologize. God help you user, hes the only one who can help you at this point. And believe it or not, he actually wants to have mercy on you.

That's pretty gay OP, I thought this was going to be a hot story about you getting some married MILF action

OPs name? m night shamalan.

He wants to know to help him fap to the story.

Damn bitch, WTF? That was a plot twist. You fucked her husband and older son. I hope this is fake. Do you even have remorse for this shit?

It directly determines if you were in the right or not

Taking.

>Do you even have remorse for this shit?
Of course I do, but remorse can only do so much. What good is feeling sorry for yourself going to do? It's not going to unfuck anyone or rectify any wrongdoing.
I'm not really even sure how to apologize. What the fuck do you even say to make up for that? I'm afraid to even see her in person, to be honest. I'm afraid she'll try to kill me. I feel sorry, but it's not like that'll make anything better.

Good. I hope she stabs you right in the fucking heart. Go the fuck away you filth.