I was intimate with some strangers in the hotel room when my boyfriend neglected me for an entire night.

One time, my boyfriend mentioned that he was planning a vacation to Goa with his friends and invited me along. I was excited and took two weeks off from work to join him. The first day was fantastic, but in the evening, my boyfriend wanted to go out with his friends and asked me to stay in our hotel room, which frustrated me, but I agreed.

I went to our room and tried to sleep, but the neighbors were very loud. I called my boyfriend, and he said he was out having fun and advised me to try and ignore the noise, then hung up. Unable to sleep, I decided to confront the neighbors about the noise.

When I knocked on their door, a man opened it. I entered their room and explained the situation. They apologized, and one of them jokingly suggested I could help quiet them down. What followed was a night of indiscretions with the group, which continued repeatedly during the vacation.

Each morning, my boyfriend, unaware of my actions and heavily intoxicated from the night before, would not realize I had been away. I would tell him I was feeling amorous, and he unknowingly engaged with me.

Reflecting on these actions, I find myself questioning the morality of my decisions during that vacation.