What happens on vacation stays on vacation right?
A bit of background information for context. This happened a few years ago. My BF (now husband) and I just turned twenty-one and went traveling, as one does. This would be the first time traveling and spending an extended period of time alone together.
One night, after a busy day exploring the local tourist attractions and a long day at the beach, my boyfriend decided to meet up with a few friends who were also traveling. I won't say I was pissed off, but I was a little annoyed. Here we were in one of the most beautiful places in the world, and he still had the audacity to go join the BOYS on our couple's vacation. Well, I was always someone who liked to overreact a little and I guess this was one of those times. I laid down in bed, turned my phone on, and reactivated my old Tinder account.
I must not have deactivated it properly as, within minutes, I had a lot of matches. I got talking to one guy who lived relatively close to me, back home. I told him a white lie and said I was traveling with some girlfriends and they were all out. We got chatting and he invited me out for a drink. Honestly, at this stage, I really only had one thing on my mind, and the thought of being a bit naughty was really doing it for me. Before downing a few vodka cruisers, I set up my boyfriend's GoPro camera, faced it towards our bed, and hit record. I still have the video to this day!
I met this guy literally at the bar next to our hotel. He took me straight to the bar and got me a drink. He was very touchy from the get-go and placed his hand on the small of my back, just above my ass. I was only wearing a skirt and a singlet.