Things were a little different with Lisa after that night, she would constantly tease me about the fact I put my hand down a blokes trousers in front of everyone.
I kept telling her I only did it because I was drunk and I didn't want her to do it, which was the truth. But she kept mentioning that I came very quickly when she talked about it, so I must have enjoyed it.
I guess that was true, I did enjoy her teasing me in the heat of the moment, and the finger up the bum did the trick too. But I didn't want her to keep on about it in the cold light of day.
I told her about the man in the bunk who had masturbated, whilst watching us, she said she was aware of him playing with himself as we got into bed, telling me it turned her on knowing what he was doing.
We headed to the beach the following morning. I loved Bondi beach because of all the tits on show, lots of women went topless, including Lisa of course.
Lisa would point out guys she was attracted to and often tell me if a hot woman was nearby, she wasn't really bisexual, but she appreciated sexy women and often had girl crushes. She also liked making out with other girls when she was drunk and had done it on several occasions.
Like I said, she was acting differently since the previous night. She kept spotting hot guys and saying things like "there's one for you." and laughing.
"Fuck off." I'd say, "I'm only interested in women."
"Sure you are." She'd say sarcastically "oh well, if you don't want him, I'll have him then."
She wasn't one for hiding her thoughts, she was very open and brash about things. She knew she was hot and that she could pretty much have any guy she wanted, which made me jealous.
I spent most of our time traveling worrying about Lisa pulling other guys, she was so flirtatious and the more I showed her my jealousy the worse she got.
We went up to a bar for lunch and ordered some cocktails. I think we both felt the need for a hair of the dog drink after the previous night. One drink led to another though and we ended up drinking and chatting all afternoon.
She told me how horny she was and that some of the fit bodies on show at the beach got her mind racing and that she desperately needed a fuck.
It'd probably been three or four days since we last had sex, because of not really having anywhere to do it.
"I never got any last night either, did I!?" She said.
Lisa and I had been together a year and I was madly in love with her, but I didn't trust her as far as I could throw her. She had told me she had cheated on me in the past, when we first started dating. I knew that wasn't the only occasion though. I had found a used condom in her car a few weeks before we went away travelling.
We had a blazing row about it, she'd told me her sister had borrowed her car to go out with her boyfriend so it must have been them. I didn't believe her though, her story didn't really add up, plus her sister was very different to her, quite prim and proper. I couldn't imagine her getting banged on the back seat of a car and then not clearing up her mess.
She told me to stop being so paranoid and to "just fucking drop it." So, as I didn't really have any evidence, I apologised and dropped it.
I quizzed her sisters boyfriend about it not long before we were due to leave on our travels and he told me it definitely wasn't them. This information hurt like a bitch because I really wanted to believe her.
I went away with this on my mind, but I didn't tell Lisa about it. I'd already accused her of cheating and I risked losing her if I continued being jealous. Plus I was so looking forward to traveling and I was hoping it'd rekindle our relationship a bit. I knew that whoever she'd been fucking wasn't coming traveling with us so I tried to put it to the back of my mind.
If I'm honest, the idea of her cheating turned me on, I couldn't understand my feelings because I didn't want her to cheat, I was angry that she obviously had, but at the same time I found myself thinking about it whenever I masturbated. I was confused.
I started looking at cuckold porn and became very aroused by the idea, It became a bit of an obsession. But I hadn't looked at any porn in the month or so I'd been traveling, so the idea had been momentarily put to the back of my mind for the time being.
As we sat there in the bar that afternoon I decided to ask her what her and James were chatting about in the bar the previous night. He had been chatting her up, along with Alan, most of the night, much to my annoyance.
"It was a good night last night wasn't it?" I started.
"Yeah, it was fun." Lisa replied. "I enjoyed watching you feel James up." She smiled. "It made me fucking wet."
"Really?" I exclaimed.
"Sure." She remarked, grinning wildly.
"That's why you keep going on about it then." I replied.
I liked the fact that it turned her on, she had made me feel ashamed about it all day, but to find out it was because it turned her on made it a bit more bearable.
"How big is it then?" She asked.
"What, His dick?" I asked. "I don't know, I don't really want to talk about it." I said, feeling a little uncomfortable. "Anyway what were you talking to him about for so long."
"I'll answer if you answer." She said giggling. "He said you saw him in the showers, so you've had a good look and feel. How big is it?"
Her probing made me feel uneasy. I didn't want to answer her question, I wanted to forget about it, but she wasn't going to let me. Plus I was intrigued to find out what they were chatting about.
"It's pretty big I guess." I said. "Maybe seven inches. I lied, it was almost certainly bigger than that.
