Our secret

No one is aware of how I really met my husband. All anyone knows is that we met in college. We have a private joke about it, I call my husband "old number 7". Only we know what it means.
I grew up in a very strict home and attended christian schools. I went to a semi local college, roughly 3 hours from home. When I got out on my own I kind of went wild. I avoided drugs, but drinking and parties were on the A list.
Then one night at a party I did something crazy. It was a typical fraternity party, a bunch of drunk guys and girls. The guys were paying attention to any girl they could talk into showing her **. And silly me, I had no problem with that. Then one guy claimed it was his birthday and requested a lap dance as his "birthday gift"gift. I said why not. We went into a smaller side room, he put a chair in the middle of the room and I started dancing. Well a lap dance evolved into a strip show, and the strip show into me laying on the floor, legs in the air as we had ** in front of a crowd. I guess word got out on what was going on because the room got full with guys and girls, screaming and cheering us on. The alcohol must have helped because I was severely turned on! When he finished I didn't have a chance to get off the floor, another guy immediately got on top of me. The show continued for a couple of hours as a line of guys took turns on me. Several more guys stood over the upper half of me and pleasured themselves until they unloaded on my face and **.
When it was done I laid on the floor a sweaty, ** covered mess as a crowd stared at me. That was when I started to feel major embarrassed. I stood up wiping the ** off my face. My hair was a sticky mess. I gather my clothes and walked down the hall to the bathroom. I cleaned up and planned on getting out of there as fast as possible.
When I came out of the bathroom one of the guys was waiting on me. I recognized his face as one who had ** with me. I was mortified and tried to walk by him. He stopped me and actually apologized. He asked me for my phone number. I figured he thought he could get a date with a sure thing. He did call, we went out and he treated me like a lady with no expectation of **. We dated, married and 3 kids and 20 years later...
Our little joke about "old number 7"... Well my husband was the 7th guy in line to have ** with me.