In College, I had been dating a girl for just over 2 years. For the last 3 months or so, we grew apart and i wasn't as much into her as she deserved.
BUT there was a huge cloud hanging over our head. 11 months before she had been kidnapped at knife edge, taken and raped. The cloud over us wasn't the rape, it was the impending trial. The Rape occurred January 5th, It was November and the trial was finally approaching. Even though I hadn't really felt that spark since June, this was something we had both dealt with and there was nothing that would keep me for being there for her though out the trial, that and the fact that I was a key witness and i was talking to her on the phone when it happened, so another reason to be with her and support her. Well 3 days before what was expected to be a 3-4 day long trial (he also raped another girl that night, so it was a crazy case) and we find out that, the guy finally took the plea! That meant no trail, no having to live though that night again.
Great! Things actually got better between us for a few weeks and it was obvious the trial put a shit ton of stress on us and our relationship, but it didn't take long and it just didn't feel like it did before. One night, i decided that it really was time to end it. We ending up having a talk. I told her how I felt and she didn't disagree. we agreed that we could still be friends and that there were not any bad feelings we just grew apart.
We just kinda hung out the rest of the night watching a movie, at some point we got closer and just started making out and boom, it was on. It was amazing sex, I don't know if we were both subconsciously trying to prove to the other one what they were going to miss, or if it was knowing that it might be a while before the next opportunity to get some arose, who knows, but it was some of the best sex we ever had. Afterwards it was late and she decided it was time to go. We went our separate ways.
We stayed in contact buy not close. In all honesty that was my fault, I always felt guilty about the break-up sex. I told myself I was going to break up with her that night, and I told my self that was I was going to be level headed about it, I was not going try to get some and the dump her, I was going to be respectful. Yeah, that backfired bad.