Reply: Coming together with my wife

I lived with a roommate in college. We were roommate friends but did not socialize together. One Saturday night a guy I met took me home and forced his way in. I kept the kitchen table between us, trying to talk him down. In a move that fooled me he got ahold of my hand. Once caught thing got serious as he only had one thought on his mind. 

Pulled into my bedroom, undressed face down on my bed, he got on my back and gave me the choice of opening my legs and giving him access to my V or he would go up my ass. I opened my legs, and had to reach under me to get it in my V as I didn't want an ass fucking. 

He lay on me for quite a while before getting his second wind and this time he took his sweet time. My roommate found me under him naked, the door was open. She hit him with a shoe to let me go and we hid in her room. She wrapped me in her arms comforting me and kissing my face and lips. I spent the night with her, he passed out on my bed. 

The next day we had to deal with him, between the two of us we kept him at bay. He left and we spent the day in an embrace, and she kissed and hugged me. On my part I cuddled in and told her repeatedly not to let me go. 

That event more than anything else brought us together and from then on we slept together and became long term lovers and married once we left college. We have two kids, live in the suburbs, work from home since the pandemic. And the guy who brought us together, he paid for his sins with his DNA contribution.