We hadn't been long married, and we were still settling into the routine when we decided it was time to "visit the relatives". They lived a couple of hours out of the city in the bush, so we planned to drive out to see them for the weekend.

We packed the car, got in, and headed off mid-morning to see them. Like all country trips, this was the opportunity to talk about anything and everything. Along the way we started talking about the guest room in her parent's house, and how the bed really squeaked and groaned. "We're not going to be able to make love while we're down there, they'll hear us", she said. "What's worse, is that I'm horny".

I was at a loss to know what to do. I was enjoying our frequent love making, and I didn't want to go a few days without. I looked at the countryside going past the window, at the open paddocks and the bush, and decided to be adventurous. "Have you ever thought about having sex in the bush?", I said.

She paused for a minute. "Where would we go?" she said.

"There's plenty of bush along this road, we could pull off somewhere and make a little love nest for us", I replied.

"I'm feeling really horny now", she said. "Let's do it".

I turned off the main road onto a gravel road, which went up alongside some paddocks. At the end of the paddock was a grove of she-oak trees and an access track. I turned onto the track, pulled up the car and stopped.