Dan and June are now embarked on their delayed honeymoon. Dan is still struggling to come to terms with June's behaviour in New York, while June begins to see her actions from Dan's side.

The train pulled into Montpellier at nine thirty. Dan knew exactly what he was doing, he picked up the hire car and had them on the road to Cap d'Agde before June had a chance to catch her breath.

"When do we take off our clothes?"

"After we check in at the reception area."

"Are we in a hotel or what?"

"A chalet. Normally it would sleep four but I thought some space would be good. It's self catering, but we could eat out if we wanted. There are some hotels but it costs more to do pretty much the same thing."

"I don't understand how you can be so organised. How did you sort all this out?"

"The night before you came back, what did we do?"

"Um… nothing, it's the one night we didn't talk. I was tidying up and packing and you said you needed sleep, instead of talking in the middle of the night. Oh… wow. You were down here?"

"Checked the chalet, booked the car, picked up our passes, sorted everything."

"Passes?"

"The resort is secure. They don't want any voyeurs or troublemakers wandering around unless they pay and take their clothes off. There are barriers, you need a pass to get in. They're in my bag."

June unbuttoned her dress and spread it open. "If I see a cop or anyone I'll cover up. What kind of naturist is it?"

"What kind?"

"There are some that are all pure, no erections, no hanky-panky. I call them prudists rather than nudists. It's not like that I hope?"

"It's so big that there are all sorts. On the beach one end is for families and the other is more anything goes."

"How long is the beach?"

"Miles and miles. Our chalet is towards the other end."

As soon as they were through the barrier June threw off her dress. "Come on you, stop the car and get naked."

Dan had little choice and a minute later was driving naked,  purring slowly though the site to get to their chalet. As soon as the bags were inside and the door locked June wanted to walk outside.

"It's all very well for you being on New York time."

"Do you want me to find someone else to fuck?"

"No, I'm sure you could, you don't have to prove it, but you did promise.

"I did. Don't worry love, I'm only teasing.

"It's a long walk to the beach at this time, some of the gates are closed but I know a way." Dan picked up a bag, stuffed some money and two towels into it and led the way out of the door. As they got near the beach he made her stop for a moment, wrapping one arm around her.

"Can you hear the sea?"

"Mmmm, how far is it?"

"Another minute."

The beach opened out in front of them, in the half moonlight it seemed to extend forever. There were a few people visible, some walking and others horizontal. They headed east, away from the afterglow of sunset, away from the lights of the hotels and into the seemingly endless moonlight. They soon moved beyond any sign of people. Dan stopped and pulled June down onto the sand, insisting that she lay for a while on her back and looked up.

"Have you ever seen so many stars?"

"Never."

"Look over there, about four O'clock, do you see that tiny dot moving."

"Is it a plane?"

"No, a satellite. There's hundreds of them up there. You often can't see them in the city because the background light is too bright."

"I never knew. Is this part of you surprising me?"

"I've barely started."

"That's not a pun is it?" She giggled. "How far does the tide come in?"

"Hardly at all. A couple of feet up and down. It's the Mediterranean."

"So we could lie in the water for ages and not get swamped."

Dan sprang up and helped her to her feet and they jogged down to the water. June stood for a moment letting the sea splash onto her toes, watching to see where the waves ended. She carefully sat where the last of each ripple arrived, settling herself so the water washed up to her pussy.

Lying back, holding herself on her elbows, she spread her legs and watched as the next wave ran towards her. The water washed in and she let out a tiny cry. As the next one approached she reached down with her fingers and spread her labia, giggling some more as the water made contact inside.

"Are you enjoying that?"

"It's wild. I thought the water would be colder. Does your cock shrink when it's cold?"

"You're itching to find out aren't you."

"Can I make it nice and hard first and have you in me."

"So I fuck you and freeze my balls at the same time?"

"If it's too awful we can stop."

He knelt along side her and she rolled a little sideways holding his balls and using her tongue to play with the head of his cock. In another minute she was starting to take him completely into her mouth. She had him hard and very deep when a slightly bigger wave appeared and made her gasp, sucking his cock so far she almost choked.

She flung herself back on the sand, taking a huge breath.

"Fuck me. Quick."

"But…"

"Fuck me."

Dan swung himself into position  and found her cunt in one motion, holding his breath and dreading the arrival of a wave. When it came he couldn't help his body spasming, forcing his cock as deep as it would go, jerking and driving his way in as his body reacted to the water.

"Ugh. Yes. Yes," June moaned, her hands wrapping around him, clutching him tight as another wave poured over them, the water this time coming to a trickling halt at her shoulders, washing into her armpits and dragging another gasping breath.

"Keep going, keep fucking me, cum if you can."

Dan needed little encouragement. For the next five minutes they were both writhing in the sand and water, each successive wave adding to the drama until June screamed.

"Oh, God, oh, oh, oh, Dan. Oh that's magic," she flung her arms out flat on the sand, panting and laughing the same time.

"Sorry love," she said, still catching her breath. "Did you come?" He shook his head.

"Sorry I couldn't help that," she said.

"It's okay love. It was great anyway. What happened?"

She lay in the water for a second and then pushed him off. "Look up," she said. "There were shooting stars. At least five of them, just at the right moment. That was so amazing. I'll never forget that."

As they both looked at the sky there was another and then another.

"I hope we don't have to pay extra for that."

June hugged herself, rolling from side to side laughing. Eventually she twisted around and kissed him and then rose to her knees and pulled him upright before turning and dragging him into the sea. They walked fifty meters before they were waist deep in the water and June let go and dived ahead of him, swimming, laughing and shrieking for joy.

After ten minutes swimming Dan managed to nudge her towards the shore. When they were knee deep she stopped and insisted on playing with his cock.

"It's shrunk. It looks so cute like that but I can't walk up the beach with it that small, people will wonder why I brought you," she said, dropping to her knees nuzzling and licking. "I love the way it's so salty."

"It's the Mediterranean, it's saltier than the Atlantic."

"I don't care why, I just want to enjoy it."

She kept at it for a minute until Dan had a partial erection then she stood, linked arms with him and strolled through the last of the water and up the beach.

"Does this mean I've got to constantly have some kind of hard on? People will think I'm a pervert, or taking Viagra all the time."

"I'm teasing you but I can't wait to see what there is on the beach in the morning."

"Purely in the interest of science I hope."

"Mmmm."

"You won't be able to take pictures, unless they agree."

"I expect they'd agree if I was nice to them."

"I haven't said yes to that yet."

"Do you think you will?" she said, nuzzling up to him and pulling him close. He stopped walking for a moment, apparently lost in thought.

"In the interests of pure research I would like to see how horny you get if you were deprived for a few days."

"I wouldn't be deprived if you fuck me. You pretty much have to don't you? It's our honeymoon."

"The way I see it there are a number of choices, do you want to know what they are or should I surprise you?"

"Tell me."

"Either I could make you wait longer than eighteen hours and see what happens, or I could make sure to fuck you more often than that and see if that cooled things."

"I might just get used to doing it more often."

So you want to go for option one?"

"I didn't say that."

"What about I use that random app of yours. Each time we have sex we hit up a number and that's how long to the next time. I know you like sticking to the rules."

June stopped him, pushed him to the floor and lay on top of him.

"I'd forgotten what fun you are," she said, kissing him. wiping the wet hair from his face and teasing his chest with her nipples.

"Do you really want to fuck other people?" he said.

"Not if it upsets you."

"If I let you and then found that I didn't like it… um…" his voice cracked a little. "Would you be able to stop or would you… I don't know how to say this. I shouldn't have started on it. Sorry."

"Or would I cheat behind your back?"

"No. No. I wasn't thinking that."

"Would I leave you? Would I be upset with you?"

"It's the first week of our proper honeymoon. Maybe it's not the time for this."

She rolled over and pulled him on top of her. "Fuck me," she said. "I want you inside me. You're hard enough and you'll get harder, please get inside of me."

She reached down and grabbed his cock, expertly working with her fingers and pulling his mouth onto hers at the same time. Her tongue explored him as she guided his cock into place and then gripped his buttocks with both hands and pulled him in.

"That's better," she said, her vaginal muscles squeezing him as she began to gently buck and thrust with her hips. "Most of all I want you. Never doubt that. I do like other cocks, I like the variety, the challenge, but it's not the end of the world if I don't get any. There are toys, and there's you, I'll cope." She squeezed him again and nuzzled him with her nose. "I know it was bad of me to drop all that New York stuff on you. Horrible of me, I feel like a bitch for doing it, but better now than you finding out next year or something."

He pulled back a little to look at her. "How on earth would I have found out?"

"You would have. One thing I did discover from all my sex research is that cheaters always get found out. I think it's a kind of law of the universe, like gravity or summer following spring. Something would happen, it always does. That's part of why I wanted to tell you straight away. I wanted to tell you because I was proud of myself too. I bet you couldn't find many wives who go to such lengths to give their husband great sex. Mostly I had to tell you because I love you and I couldn't imagine living with that secret for the rest of my life."

"But you said I could still surprise you. Don't surprises have to be secret? Are there rules for this, I mean how long can you keep a secret before it's too long?"

She shrieked with laughter, wrapped her arms around him and rolled the two of them over so she was on top. Her hips ground into him squeezing him from the inside, gyrating and humping up and down until she suddenly collapsed onto him.

"Sorry," she said. "I beat you to it again. Now you'll have to do me when we get to bed."

"What was that about?"

"I love the way you bounced it back at me. That's what I get from marrying you."

"Banter?"

"No silly wicked boy, equality, giving me as good as you get. None of those other cocks are going to do that."

"So what do they do?"

"They do me silly, or I do them, but there's no depth."

"No depth?"

"I'm not talking about inches, even those with more inches than you, they fuck my body, they don't love me. The bullish guys like to show what great studs they are, the small guys want to show how grateful they are. It's physical. It's fun but it's a million miles from what you give me."

"I'm going to need a lot of educating."

"It's selfish.  If I fuck a stranger I'm doing it because I fancy it, I don't have to think about them. If I suck someone's cock it's the same as licking an ice cream. I can enjoy it without wondering if the ice cream likes it." She paused for a second. "That's not completely true, I have to pay some attention, they have to like it or they'd go all floppy." She stopped again.

"But you could get hurt."

"Yes I could, and some of the adrenalin comes from that. I'm not crazy, that's why I screened them carefully before they got close, but yeah, there is a risk. That is definitely part of the thrill."

She stopped for a second and a look of concentration flitted across her face. "Sorry love, I know it's hard for you. I can feel you shrinking inside me as I talk. It's going to be much more complicated with you around. If someone hurts me, I might not mind, I mean, I'd get over it, chalk it up to experience but you could be devastated."

She raised herself on her elbows to scrutinise his face, paused for a second and then lowered herself to kiss him again.

"I'm going to have to think about that; really pay attention." She looked at him again. "And learn to talk with more, um... nuance? You look puzzled and confused, almost anxious. Shall we go back to the house?"

"Lets just cuddle and look at the stars for a while."

She rolled off him and slid down so that her head could rest against his chest. She pulled his right arm around her body leaving his hand resting on her breast, her own arm lying on his, playing until her hardened nipple was trapped by his fingers.

"Think of a number."

"Seven."

"Seven shooting stars and then we go home."

"Seven each?"

"Just seven, I'm getting chilly."

* * *

June insisted on more sex when they got to bed. Dan didn't object but found it hard going keeping up with someone still apparently on New York time. They slept naked and happy and when the dawn began to come through the windows Dan was surprised to see it.

"No nightmares?"

"Slept like a log."

June bounced out of bed and dragged Dan onto the veranda outside the chalet. Arm in arm they watched the sun come up, pausing for a couple of minutes to make coffee.

"You know what we should do now?"

"We just got out of bed."

"Not that," she said pulling him closer for a second. "I think we should jog on the beach and do some yoga. Are you up for that?"

"Sure. Don't run me off my feet. My fitness while you were away was lifting bricks and chunks of wood, plastering and painting. My arms are good, I reckon I could beat you at pull-ups and push-ups but I'm not sure about running."

"Only one way to find out."

They jogged along the beach, her speed and agility putting his to shame until she tried his push-up challenge. At that hour there were few people around so after he had won easily she insisted on getting beneath him in a sixty nine position. As he raised himself up and down she did partial trunk curls underneath him. Her mouth followed his cock up and down, never letting it free and trying maintain her concentration as his mouth descended on her pussy at the end of each push. After thirty her abs were beginning to cramp and he finally broke free as she descended into agonised laughter, holding her belly in pain while his mouth took final revenge on her clit.

"You win, you win," she said. "Oh that was fun. Take me home and fuck me."

It became a morning routine, though by day three somewhat less competitive and just as much fun. They spent the days sunbathing, talking and inevitably having sex on the beach, in the water, in the kitchen and in bed.

By the fourth day they were both in the same time zone and beginning to notice what went on around them. The most remarkable entertainment was a gang bang in the dunes where they came upon a woman half way through satisfying six guys. They didn't join in but Dan saw June's eyes light up.

Next morning June was woken by some odd noises in the second bedroom. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes so got out of bed to investigate and found Dan in the second bedroom taking the door off its hinges. The bed had been made up and the curtains closed.

"What are you doing?"

Dan struggled to lean the door against the wall and turned slightly out of breath and surprised to see her.

"I've almost finished," he said.

"Finished what?"

"Make some coffee, I'll be done in a minute."

"I think I'd rather watch my he-man taking the house apart. What is it? Couldn't you live without a bit of DIY?"

Dan slid the door behind the wardrobe making it invisible and turned back to her. She waited. After a moment he sat on the bed, looking awkward and unsure for the first time since the airport hotel.

"What is it?"

"At five a.m. it seemed like a good idea."

"You'll have to tell me. I'm completely confused. I don't know what you're doing."

"I saw the way you looked at that woman yesterday. I've been trying to think about how to cope. The thought of you being in our bed with other guys was too much for me. I thought maybe if I set up the spare room..."

"And the door?"

"I know it's daft, but we said no secrets."

"So you thought if I fucked someone with the door open it would be okay?"

"Well, no... not exactly."

"You thought with the door closed it wouldn't be okay?"

Dan looked distraught. "I wasn't planning on you waking up. I thought I could hang around and try to imagine. I thought it might help. Getting the door off was harder than I expected."

"Will you be able to get it back on?"

"Yeah that's not a problem. It was doing it quietly that turned out to be tricky."

She got up and started to leave the room, stopping in the doorway and turning back to him for a second. "I'm going to put the coffee on."

Dan's face brightened and he got up to follow her.

"So you were trying to imagine me fucking someone, and this was going to happen in the spare room with the door open?"

"Okay, so in the cold light of day it sounds stupid."

"No it doesn't. It's cute and touching really. You're doing this for me. You did all this because you saw me drooling over that woman getting off with those guys in the dunes."

"Yes."

"Why not just say you're not comfortable?"

"Because... because I love you. I want you to have what you want."

"Even if it tears you apart?"

"I'm trying to find a way of it not doing that."

"What would happen if I found a guy that didn't like being watched?"

"I don't know," he said, holding his head in his hands. "I don't know."

"I do," she said, running her hands over his shoulders and gently massaging his neck. "I'd throw them out. That's what would happen, and if they were too big for me I'd get you to help."

Dan groaned.

"What?"

"I don't want to mess up your fun. You weren't supposed to wake up. I was just trying to imagine, trying to work my way into it. Shall I put the door back on."

"No, leave it, I should to get used to it. We should imagine this together."

"But..."

"No buts. You've made me think. I enjoyed lots of my fucking in New York but you were three thousand miles away. Because I liked it I wanted to keep doing it but I never thought about what you would do, what it would be like with you there."

"You made the tapes."

"It's not the same. I didn't do it with you live on cam. I could have, but do you know why I didn't?"

"You can't do that from a GoPro?"

"It wasn't technical love. I think I knew, somewhere in the back of my mind that it might be torture for you."

"You kept the film."

"Yeah, I kept the film and that let me pretend I was being honest, but you only got to see them afterwards and by then it was a fait accompli and it will take you a while to see them all."

"A couple of weeks not allowing for sleep."

"Exactly, which means you were kind of stuck with it. I was being selfish, bullying you. I fucked all these guys without telling you and then I gave you the tapes and the notes like an ultimatum. You could either accept it or leave me. I feel bad about it now. It wasn't fair."

Dan by now had lifted his head off the table.

"It's complicated isn't it," he said.

"No love, it's just you and me getting to know each other."

"Sorry."

"Don't be. You said you'd surprise me, and you have."

"Can I try another one?"

June laughed. "Am I going to like it?"

"I thought we should try out some of the night life. I think people dress up for some of the clubs. There's shops selling some outrageous gear. We could go and browse and see what we thought."

After breakfast and their morning exercise they made their way to the shops. Most of the clothes were cheap and tacky in the cold light of day but might have looked good in the dark or under UV light. June found a leather corset with a detachable bra that could be worn with tits out or covered. She insisted on buying it.

"Even if I chuck it away when we get home I fancy dressing like a slut for you."

"Why?"

"It sounds stupid but I want to look dirty, I want people to see what a slut I am. I want them to see a woman who's fucked hundreds of guys and picked this man out of all the ones she could have had."

"Passing strangers are going to work that out from how you dress?"

"They do, you may not realise and I know it's daft. It makes my insides jiggle thinking about it. I want guys to wish they were you." They hunted on around the store until she found a studded leather collar that matched.

"Even better," she said."Now they'll know I belong to you. Go and buy something to surprise me. I want to look at jewellery. If we go to a club I'll have to wear a skirt, so if you see one you like then buy it."

June left Dan looking at the clothing and disappeared to the other end of the store. Dan knew that she was cooking up some new surprise but decided to play along. He found a simple wrap around skirt that could be arranged to part at the side or right in front, depending on how provocative June wanted to be. June refused to show him what else she'd bought.

"It's a secret."

"So if I know you're keeping a secret then it's okay?"

"Till this evening. Actually maybe that is a good rule."

"Sorry? You're getting ahead of me."

"Secrets are okay for a short time, like for a nice surprise, but no sleeping on a secret."

"You mean if you fuck some guy you'll tell me before the end of the day?"

"Yeah, would that work?"

She studied his face for a second. "Well, maybe," she said. "I can see your mind going off down a slippery slope. I'm not going back on my promise, okay? No fucking until you say yes, but something like flashing the guys on the train, I promise always to tell you before we sleep. I feel better for saying that. I want to give you some rules, some promises I have to keep because every time I keep them it'll help you to trust me more. I have to earn back your trust. I know I do, so that's just for starters.

When they changed to go out in the evening she did surprise him. She insisted on changing in secret and then called to him to stand outside the bedroom door with his eyes closed.

"Hold out your left arm."

Dan stood waiting with his arm extended and soon felt a wrist band being locked to it.

"Open your eyes."

She was wearing the corset with the bra and skirt but also wearing the collar along with matching wrist and ankle cuffs. There was a long silver chain attached to the collar that was now locked to his wrist.

Dan stood back a little to get a better look and walked left and right around her.

"You look awesome. Who has the key to this?"

"It's in the freezer in a block of ice."

"So no unlocking in a hurry."

"Especially as you don't know which block."

"Ice is see through."

"Not once you add the smoothie."

"Why?"

"I want everyone to know who I belong to. In those clubs wedding rings don't mean a lot, but this does and I've always wanted to be a sex slave."

"The loss of control?"

"Something like that. Maybe I don't trust myself. If I go to a club full of horny guys anything might happen. I'd probably regret it afterwards and who knows what it would do to you."

"What do I do if guys want to come on to you?"

She pulled him towards her and kissed him, nuzzling her pelvis against him.

"That's the exciting part because I have no idea what you'll do." She kissed him again. "The best thing is," she said with her eyes lighting up, "I don't think you know what you'll do either, but whatever happens we will do it together because I can't escape."

End of episode 4