Dumped

My girlfriend, Katherine, is a beauty. She is petite, blonde, has amazing lips, a good ass and she knows how to dress. Obviously, I was a jealous man because many other men tried to always hit on her. Little did I know that she was giving into them without me knowing. I always thought she was loyal, because I was always loyal to her.

On the day of our anniversary, I made a special dinner at my house, just for the two of us. I was very eager to celebrate, because it was the anniversary of our relationship reaching 1 year of duration. I was working extra hard to make everything be special. When the time to have dinner arrived, Katherine was not so into it. She just made small talk, despite that I tried to make conversation, and she seemed not interested in what was going on. She just bought me a shirt, but she didn’t put any card or anything inside the package. That night, we didn’t have sex.

That was when I noticed things were going wrong. The following days she was indifferent and distant, and when I tried to ask her what was wrong she said that nothing was. I assumed she wanted to break up, but why was she avoiding it so much? Why didn’t she just spoke up about what was going on? It would have been better than what she did later…

I had been trying to relit the spark of the relationship, so I bought tickets for a cruise with money I had been saving without her knowledge. The moment I told her we were going, she seemed super excited and rewarded me with kisses and the adoration I had been expecting to get from her days before. It was relieving and I felt happy, but I had just doomed things.

As the Weeks progressed, she seemed to be more eager about the cruise and she couldn’t stop talking about it. Maybe she was bored from work and needed a vacation, and so it was refreshing news for her. For a bit, I felt happy about things, and I felt happy that I was helping her feel excited again.

When the day finally arrived, we went to the pier to sail on the magnificent boat. That day, the boat sailed and we had a lot of fun with the different activities in the boat; we had a lot to eat in the different bouffets and we danced in the boat’s club. It was a dreamy experience. That night, we had sex for the first time in over a month.

Her pussy felt better than I remembered. I licked it good like I hadn’t in a while, and she quickly got wet as I began to finger her. She was not as tight as before, to which I assumed she has been playing with toys. Why, I don’t know, because if she wanted to fuck she could have just told me. I fucked her missionary and she seemed to be very loose and relaxed, moaning just a bit. I panted loudly as I came into her butthole, then we laid down and slept. That was a perfect day.

But the bad day was just coming ahead. The cruise was 3 days, and I for a while I wished I could just jump off the boat and swim back home. It all began in the buffet for lunch, where I noticed she was having a staring competition with a guy on the table across ours. I tried to get her attention back on us but she was too distracted. I got upset about it and left the table, and she followed behind me. “So now you’re going to pay attention to me?” I asked her, and she just hugged me. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you” she said in a honest tone, and I believed her.

But things were just starting. That night, we were going to go the club to dance, but I was feeling sick because I had a pasta with mushroom sauce and the moving of the boat made me feel sick. I stayed in our room and I let her go to the club by herself, she said she would have a few drinks then come back. I didn’t think much of it, so I just let her go.

As the night passed, I fell asleep with a fever, and woke up 3 hours later. It was around midnight, and Katherine was nowhere to be seen. I got up and went to the club, and she was still nowhere to be seen. I was worried, then it came to my mind. She must be with that guy from the restaurant. I went to the rooms area and took a peek inside different rooms, from the door eye. Most seemed to be empty, but I stumbled upon one door which had noise coming from inside. As I paid more attention to it, I noticed the noise were moans. I took a peek into the room from the door’s eye, and I saw figures that were hard to decipher, but soon enough they took shape. I saw it, it was Katherine, and she was with the guy from the restaurant. She was riding her cock like she wouldn’t ride mine. I felt like breaking the door and coming, but I just left to the room.

Later that night, she came back to the room and snuggled to me, but so put her arms away. The following morning, after we woke up, I broke up with her and told her what I saw. She said nothing happened and that it may have been a dream, but I know what it saw. That was by far the worst day of the cruise.