Peter and Susan

Rating: MEDIUM

Opening: Life isn’t always what it seems.

Married in their late 20’s Peter and Susan travelled the world together on their honey-moon. Both born to New Zealand parents, they met at Massey University in Wellington. Peter was from Auckland, Susan from the small yet beautiful South Island town of Nelson. A little known fact is that Nelson has more daylight sun than any other town in New Zealand.

Instant connection never came so easy. Susan had an amazing body, Peter on the other hand spent little time considering whether he should contemplate addressing his ‘dad bod’, let along ‘manscaping’. The thing was though; Susan loved Peter’s brain. Peter was articulate, clever and witty. It was his brain that flicked that feminine switch and the sex from the start of their relationship was good. Hang on; no the sex was great.

On the other hand Peter adored everything about Susan. He simply fell in love with her entire being and her body was mesmerising. Perky boobs, tight ass and wow did she look amazing in a bikini.

They were married on a vineyard in the New Zealand district of Marlborough and the next day headed to the Greek islands for their honeymoon.

They often contemplated later in their marriage the times they had in Greece; laying on secluded sandy white beaches only for Peter to quietly ask Susan if he could take advantage of her whilst she lay on a beach towel in the sun. Peter was always respectful and yet Susan knew she had a naughty side. So guess what, she always said yes.

She loved kissing on the beach, drinking gin and tonic, the occasional swim, but having Peter take advantage of her as she lay there, was well, let’s be honest, heaven and a slight bit naughty. Susan just loved naughty and she loved playing in public.

Peter would always start with her breasts then slowly run his fingers down her belly. He would ultimately end by sliding her bikini bottoms to one side and you know the rest; slowly massaging her pussy until her juices flowed like the very water they just swam in. The fact that Peter ‘taught’ Susan to squirt in Greece was a moment neither would ever forget.

There however was an issue; Susan even early in their marriage wanted so much more. Perhaps it was because she was madly in love and comfortable. But she wanted erotic and ever since she had a brief relationship with a gorgeous boy at the age of 19, she knew she could turn it up and my god did she want to.

As they sat on a Greek island beach one-day a thought came to Susan: she wanted someone to watch Peter play and take advantage of her, take it to another level and so she took a risk, perhaps she might just suggest it.

So she thought to herself:

Susan: ‘Maybe I’ll tell Peter how I felt, what I wanted and how dirty I really could be.

‘But was it way too early? For god sake we’ve only been married a week!’

But as most of us do she rationalised:

Susan: ‘Yes we’ve been married only a week, but we’ve know each other for years.’

So she did. Yes she was hell scared, definitely didn’t want to be rejected by her ‘new’ husband, but this place was bliss and what better time to bring it up. So screw it, here goes.

Susan: “Hey babe, I’m really horny and so, can I share something?”

As Peter lay on the beach basking in the sun and almost asleep he replied: “Sure.”

Susan: “It’s pretty heavy babe.

“Well not so much heavy, but risky.

“It’s like……. (awkward pause)……..fuck me, I’m so nervous. It’s like a fantasy I’ve had since I was 19. Is it too early to explore?

Peter: “Babe, just give it to me.”

Susan, takes a deep breath:

Susan: “I’d love someone to walk by on the beach and watch you finger me.

“Perhaps he could stop and masturbate while he watches.

“What about……..How amazing would it be if it wasn’t just a single guy, but rather a hot couple just like us on their honeymoon?”

Susan stopped there. The silence was killing her. What did Peter really think of what she just shared? Did she want a foursome? Was this too much? Like fuck me, we have only just got married.

So many thoughts ran through her mind but this very conversation, on that Greek island, during their honeymoon, would one-day impact her life in ways she could not foresee. She really had no idea how prophetic that day would turn out to be.

The thing was, on a consistent basis when she just wanted to open up and feel completely vulnerable as a woman, Peter’s ‘articulate’ let conservative brain, would quench the moment. You see, Peter was your quintessential nerd who loved sex, yet didn’t have a voyeuristic bone in his goddamn body. He was a selfish lover and felt threatened by the thought of anyone watching; even though Susan made it very very clear that she never wanted anyone to actively participate. No matter how she broached the issue and reassured him over the next decade, his conservative brain always won and she constantly felt lost.

So his response was quintessential Peter:

Peter: “Babe, do we have to talk about this now?”

At that point Peter snuffed out any eagerness Susan had to be naughty, let alone open up. She was being so so vulnerable sharing these inner desires and yet again, Peter didn’t get it. Yes she loved Peter, but she was also sad. She wanted a robust marriage where they could talk about anything; but at that point in time, it was clear, that was never going to happen.

Fast forward 12 years and it’s a completely different picture. Gone are the Greek islands, replaced by Perth Australia, three beautiful children, great jobs, the proverbial mortgage and at least five years of boring sex. And it is all coming to a head. As far as Susan was concerned, it was time to revisit that moment on the beach in Greece; at least in her mind anyway. It was time to stop making excuses.

The journey for Peter and Susan is only just about to start, but it’s a rollercoaster ride of erotic passionate love that explores almost every boundary within marriage; whilst bringing two amazing humans together. Their story challenges every modern married couple and the need we all have to communicate and share our inner thoughts; with that one person we have chosen to be with forever.

But why does being vulnerability and honesty have to be so hard?

As Susan rightly points out to her best friend Felicity “….fuck me Felicity, I’m a woman with needs and whilst I never got my question answered 12 years ago on a greek island beach, I’m so glad I asked it.”

As far as Susan is concerned, it’s time. The future will look nothing like the past. This is a beautiful story and an extraordinary journey; and you will never guess where it goes.