1 comments/ 30703 views/ 4 favorites Forbidden Passions By: JohnB73 The dark form slipped silently from one shadow to the next, nearing his goal in perfect stealth. Junpei was a ninja, a master assassin. He was schooled in more arts of deception and death than he could count on all of his digits combined. And on this moonless night, Princess Narusegawa was his. He could taste the sweetness of victory already. Climbing a tree quick as a cat, he walked along one of its branches and leapt up to a rooftop. Padding along carefully, he bounded from the first-story rooftop to the second story, then the third. Walking as silently as a ghost, unseen by the sleeping denizens of the palace, he inched his way to the window he wanted. With excruciating slowness, he slid the window open, not wanting the rasp of wood to awaken his prize. Princess Take Narusegawa lay in her bed, but she did not sleep. Her gaze was glued to the window, and the soft glow of lamplight that showed through the paper screen. She shook her head, thinking her eyes were playing tricks on her. Had the screen begun to move, or was it a trick of the light? As she watched, the sliver of night on the other side of her window widened, and her breath caught in her throat. At last, he had come. And at last, he would claim what he wanted. As Junpei slipped in the window, sliding it smoothly shut behind him, he saw the glow of an oil lamp being uncovered. In its' light, he saw Princess Narusegawa. She had a knowing half-smile on her face that he returned, unseen beneath his Tengu mask. She approached him boldly, dressed only in a light blue silk kimono which hung loosely around her lithe body, unbelted. Her eyes were glowing a warm brown in the light of the lamp she carried. "Ne, Jun-chan, what kept you? I thought you would be here sooner." she whispered to him, nearing him and reaching for his wooden mask. His first reflex was to bat her hand away, but he mentally reminded himself that this was her, not an assailant. She was many things to his clan, none of them good or helpful, but she was not his personal enemy. Just the contrary, to be precise. "Gomen, Take-chan. I wanted to ensure that noone else would be awake to overhear us." he replied after she had slipped his mask off. Her warm hands were soft as silk on his face, and he closed his eyes, relishing her touch. "Liar." she hissed, smiling playfully as she slipped his jacket open. "You just wanted to keep me in suspense, so I'd be happier to see you when you finally showed yourself." "That may be true as well." he replied stonily, before letting a bemused chuckle slip out from behind his stoic facade. He drew her close, and tasted the soft warmth of her lips. Their tongues writhed wetly in the kiss, and her hands worked at his black jacket and the drawstring of his pants. His own hands ran up and down her back, teasing her lightly with his nails, then rubbing with his fingertips in alternating strokes. She moaned into his mouth in pleasure, goosebumps rising over her back and down the backs of her thighs. Pulling out of the kiss, she drew him to her bed, and lay down on her back. As she beckoned him closer, he knelt before her and smoothed her kimono away from her body, so it was spread out around her like blue angel's wings. He kissed his way down her neck, lapped at her stiffening nipples, and tongued his way down her belly. Finally, he reached the perfection he sought. Her pink, hairless pussy was already glistening with her juices in the soft lamplight, and he licked his lips before kissing her sweet, bare flesh. Her legs wrapped around him, her thighs a soft vise that clamped around his head. She gasped in pleasure as his tongue and lips serviced her, and her hands kneaded and squeezed her soft breasts. Then, feeling her ecstacy building, she unclamped her thighs and reached down, taking hold of Junpei's hair. She drew him up, so that he was face to face with her. She tasted her own essence on his lips as they kissed with flaming passion, and her arousal multiplied yet again. "Take me, night-walker. You who steal into the beds of innocent women, to rob them of their virtue..." she teased, her sentence trailing off as his hand cupped her dripping sex. "Ha. I already know that innocence is one virtue that does not burden you, Take-chan. We have done this too many times already for you to fool me." Junpei said, smirking down at her as he shed his pants, his stiff cock coming into view. He knelt again, rubbing his hot member against her sweet cleft. Her legs wrapped around him again, heels digging into his lower back and trying to drive him into her. At first, he resisted, but then relented, letting her fill herself with him. They both moaned at the sudden rush of sensation. They rocked slowly at first, and a sheen of sweat gleamed on their bodies in the lamplight. A drop fell from the tip of his nose, landing on her upper lip. She licked it off with a throaty chuckle. He raised her legs up high, and quickened his pace, his hips a fleshy blur as his powerful pole filled her royal chamber time and time again. Her moans and gasps became more fervent, and he felt the rippling of her inner muscles. He knew what was to come now. He slammed into her as hard as he could, feeling the nudge of his cockhead against her cervix. Their cries of orgasm sounded in a two-part harmony as he filled her with his hot seed. Spent, the two lovers lay together, his cock slowly going limp and slipping free of her body. She stroked his hair, his head pillowed on one of her breasts. He sighed happily, snuggling into the warm bed of womanflesh beneath him. "You must go now." she said, hating to have to utter those hated words. They were not a statement of distaste, or any personal rebuke. They were simply the bitter truth. Their love could never be discovered, or chaos would engulf both his clan, and the royal family. Most likely, both of them would be put to slow, gruesome death. Neither one of them had this as part of their plan for a long, happy life, and so they were covert, and almost content to be so. "I know. But one day, I will have enough for us both to leave here, and to live together, far from all the intrigues and conflicts of this city. You know I will not fail you." Junpei replied. "I know it, my lover. I trust you completely. Trust in me to keep my family's attention away from your clan." she replied, watching him rise and dress again. She rose to her feet, and kissed him once more before he slipped his wooden Tengu mask into place. He bowed his head to her once, and slipped out into the cloaking night. Princess Narusegawa slipped her kimono back on, tying the sash around her waist, and climbed back into bed. She smiled to herself as sleep slowly washed over her like a dark tide. One day soon, all they would have or need would be each other. One day soon. Forbidden Passions It had been a very busy day at the office. I had a report to write, and finished it on time. I looked up to see you standing there in my doorway. You too, had been very busy, and like me were done for the day. You moved forward, letting your long brown hair drop to your shoulders as you slowly removed the pins that held your neatly arrange coif. Then, in a very provocative way, undoing a couple of buttons of your silk shirt, you allowed your black lace bra to be seen. Sitting at my desk I could not help but wonder how warm and firm your breasts must be. I could see your nipples straining against the flimsy material. You asked me if I would like to go out for dinner. "It would be my pleasure," I said. As I stood up you could see the bulge in my pants, and putting on my suit jacket, it was obvious what was running through my head. My hand brushed the small of your back as we headed toward the door. I followed you down the hall, to the elevator, watching the sway of your tight ass as your long legs took each step. I could feel my cock grow harder and throb, pushing against my slacks. Entering the elevator you turned and looked at me. With the door closing, you smiled coyly as you moved forward, placing your hand on my hardened member. Leaning forward, I could feel your hot breath on my neck as you whispered, "We won't be eating out, but ordering in." With your other hand brushing through my hair, you guided my head to your sultry lips, and parting them slightly, your tongue entered my mouth. Capturing my tongue, you sucked on it briefly, and pulling away you said "That is just a sample." I could hear a slight groan escape my throat; my anticipation growing. The Doors opened to the carport, and you pointed out your car, a red convertible Mustang. Hopping into your car, we started to your condominium building. Little was said. When we came to our first stoplight, while waiting for the light to change, Your hand slid up my thigh brushing lightly against my balls, sending a shiver through me. Looking at me with a glint in your emerald green eyes, You winked and moved your hand to put the car in gear. We raced the rest of the way to your condo. We pulled into the drive. You handed me the key. Walking to the door, you put your hand in mine, squeezing lightly. Once inside the door, we removed our uniforms of business, and got down to a more comfortable level of clothing, you in black lace and silk and me in black cotton boxer briefs. Taking my hand, you led me into the to the all season room. There, high above the city, you slowly kissed my neck, crooning how you'd been waiting to do this for some time now. As you moved to my lips and chest, you nipped as though you were testing the suppleness of my flesh. Your hand gliding over my body set every nerve on fire. Removing my boxers, my manhood sprang free of his confinement. Amazed by his size, you smiled with delight and licked your lips as you slowly sank to your knees. Your tongue licking the length of my shaft, you worked up and down my cock with your hands, pumping my engorged rod. You licked the precum from the head of my throbbing cock, the clear liquid glistening on your lips as the moonlight danced on your face. As you took me deep into your mouth, I moaned. My hands running through your hair, I reluctantly lifted you up and kissing you deeply tasted my precum on your sweet red lips. Reaching down I removed your panties. Slipping my hand between your legs, I felt the wetness of your pussy. Your body shivered in my arms. I could feel your excitement growing as your juices ran freely into my hand. Laying you on the floor, I spread your legs apart to expose the treasures I sought. Biting the inside of your thigh, you gave in to an audible groan as you arched your ass upward. Licking the outside of your wanting pussy, I felt your hands tangle into my hair as you pulled me into you pussy. I was overcome by the desire you devour you. I took you into my mouth, your muffin so warm, so wet and sweet. I felt your body tighten and your pussy release and I was overflowing with your love juices as they spurted over my eager lips. Lapping them up and tasting the sweetness of your inner body, I thought 'God you taste so good.' I devoured the sweetness only you offer me, and needing to feel that same sweetness wrapped around my cock, I rose, placing my hard throbbing cock on your quivering entrance. Arching my back I slipped my cock inside you. The head of my cock swollen and my shaft rock hard, I ground my hips against you. Your long silky legs wrapped around me and pulled me closer. My thursts were deep and a slow, as your hot pussy grasped tightly around my shaft milking me with ever thrust. A long hard screw. We moved as one. My balls tight my cock ready to explode as you rolled us over. On top of me, you rode me slow, teasing my head with your pussy. Lowering your self on me I was deep inside you. Riding me with a wild abandonment you fucked me hard and fast. I couldn't resist any longer. My body quaked violently as my cum filled you up. You gave in to your own explosive orgasm. We fell together, hearts pounding. We spent the next hour relaxing and enjoying the diamond like lights of the city below, feeding each other the delicacies you'd prepared, sipping wine and talking of the passions we had just shared......... Written By Aphrodite Forbidden Passions Peter and Ginny shared a passionate and forbidden love. Even though Ginny was 20 years his senior, Peter was still the best lover she had ever had. The way Peter touched her made her come to life and made her feel young again. The intensity began with their first date. The touch of Peter's hand on the side of her face as he gazed lovingly gazed into her loving eyes made her heart melt. The warmth of his lips when they met hers made her heart race and awoken long suppressed sexual desires that had gone unfulfilled for almost two decades. The night of passion they shared was forbidden and intense. They both knew they were partaking of forbidden fruit but they didn't care. How could something that felt so natural and so right be so wrong. Society would have looked down on their love but in their hearts they knew they were destined to be together. Why was their passion forbidden, well for two reasons. First, was the fact that Peter was not Ginny's husband. The truth being, Ginny was still legally married to her husband although she was in the process of getting a divorce. Why shouldn't Peter console her, he was young, vibrant, alive, he was there, and her husband wasn't. This leads into the second reason their love was forbidden and taboo. As pointed out in the opening sentence, Ginny was 20 years his senior but many women have affairs with younger men. The thing that made this love taboo was the fact that Peter was Ginny's son. Ginny and Peter did not plan this, it was a outcropping of long suppressed deep seeded mutual carnal desires which ad taken root after Peter had reached puberty. Growing up it was only Peter and Ginny. Ginny's husband Frank was a busy travelling executive and Ginny was an up and coming architect who soon came into her own right. Peter was a dutiful son and looked out for his mother which made them exceptionally close. When Peter was 17, he had matured into his adult height of 6'1" with chestnut brown hair, a muscular well toned 175 pound body from playing football and being on the wrestling and track teams. Ginny was 37 and still very attractive although she did not feel it since her husband had long abandoned his feelings of attraction for her and was chasing young skirts and had numerous affairs with his secretaries, one of which he had "knocked up." Ginny had long raven black hair that was full bodied and wavy and came down to between her shoulder blades. Her eyes were dark brown almost black. Her lips were full and ruby red and she stood 5'11" tall measured 36C-24-34 and weighed about 140 pounds. Her legs were long and well toned like a dancer's and she believed in keeping herself in shape, and in her mind she was doing it for her and no one else and preferred to work out at home since she was conscious of her body Ginny would do aerobics 3 times a week to a tape on television and had a tread mill she used as well. Even though Ginny was a stunner looking like a woman in her twenties, she still didn't feel pretty and felt no one would want her since her husband obviously didn't but she was wrong. Hell, she had guys killing themselves to be next to her and the she though it strange that the one man who should love her didn't care, but she would soon find a unsuspected lover in Peter. Ginny started having strange feelings for Peter after he turned 18. She found herself becoming aroused by his presence and unconsciously started to dress provocatively for him and allowed him to see her naked or with very little clothes on. The nine months from when Peter turned 18 in December until he went off to college, Ginny would wear very little around the house. She wore a long white or black see through robe open in the front, matching thigh high stockings and garters and matching lingerie with French cut panties and lace bra that showed a hefty amount of cleavage. Ginny was sending signals to Peter that she was hot for him and Peter was definitely picking them up but was torn. Deep inside he had a secret crush on her since he was 17 something she picked up on long before this and he was unsure what to make of this but he made no effort to put a stop to it. He did his best to play it down but deep inside he wanted her. Finally Peter would go off to college and their lust would be put on the back burner. Peter tried to fill his crush on his mother with other things and went out with college girls but nothing ever seemed to work. Finally after two years of fighting, he gave in. It was right before his 21st birthday when Peter got a strange letter from Ginny where she point blank asked him whether she was still attractive. When he talked to her on the phone it turned out that Ginny's husband left her for the young secretary he knocked up and was divorcing her He gave her the house and car and moved in with the young blonde and this is what brought all of Ginny's self doubt roaring back to the surface like a volcano. On the phone one day Ginny asked him "Do you think I am still attractive," to which he replied "God yes you are gorgeous" and before he knew it he added "and drop dead sexy and hot." This would go on for about a month with calls and letters all wanting reassurances that she was still pretty and had what it took. Peter knew she was bothered by it and decided he would come home and surprise her by taking her out on a date. It was around 2:30 in the afternoon on Friday when Peter showed up at home and Ginny met him at the door with a hug. Peter and Ginny went into the living room and had a seat on the couch as Peter told he about his plan. "Put on your sexiest outfit, we are going out on the town, just you an me," Peter said as he sat next to Ginny who was wearing her white lingerie robe and thigh highs but had on a peach colored outfit. "You serious hun," Ginny exclaimed inquisitively with surprise. "You wouldn't want to be seen with an old woman like me." "Old hell," Peter replied. "That's nonsense. I would gladly be seen with you any time and any place and I aim to show you that you still got what it takes to turn heads." "Ah you're just saying that to make your ole maw feel good," Ginny said putting her hand lovingly on Peter's "No, I mean it," Peter said solemnly, looking into Ginny's eyes. "You are very attractive and want to show you that you still have what it takes so get out your hottest number and tonight you and I are going on a date." "Ooooooh a date huh," Ginny perked up with glee. "Hmmmmmm, it's been a long time since I have been on one of those. So tell, me do you kiss on a first date and if so, just how far do you go," Ginny put her hand on Peter's knee and caressed it and her tone suggested she was getting into this and her feelings of latent lust for Peter were rushing back to the surface and this time she was going to act on them. Peter picked up on this and crafted his response accordingly. "Let's see now," Peter replied playfully and ruefully stroked his chin. "If the moment is right, a kiss would most definitely be in order and if the spark is there and the chemistry is right, the flames of passion could be ignited and well you know, nature would take its course. After all, who are we to fight the feelings I am a man and you are a woman and well you know." "Mmmmmmm," Ginny purred with delight like a contented tigress. "So tell me how would our first kiss be." "I'll do better than that," Peter said placing his hand lovingly on the side of Ginny's face. "I will show you." The die was cast and the stage set; Peter couldn't back out, but even if he could, he didn't want to and their lips met for the first time. The kiss was soft and gentle almost barely touching at first but as it progressed, it slowly deepened. The line had been crossed and there was no turning back. The kiss was broken and Ginny swooned as her head swam and simply said "Wow." She then regained her composure and said "That was good." "That is only the first kiss," Peter replied. "They get better. Here let me show you," and with that Peter kissed Ginny again. This time, however, the kiss was not so simple. Peter embraced Ginny and pulled her close to him. His hands slid under her robe so that they were touching her soft flesh on her back. He pushed Ginny down on the sofa and as they embraced Peter was on top of Ginny and Ginny had her arms round his shoulders and her legs around his back. Their bodies pressed together as they kissed and the kisses soon became long intense deep tongue probing tonsil swabbing French kisses. Ginny momentarily broke the kiss and softly and lustfully moaned "Oh Peter baby show me more. Show me all that you will do to me, but first let us take the party else where so we can have more room." The party moved from the sofa to Ginny's bed where she took his t-shirt and pulled it off so that his skin could be close to hers. Peter removed Ginny's robe and laid her back down on the bed and softly began kissing and nibbling the sides of her neck and moved his way down to her chest. Slipping the straps of her bra off her shoulders, Peter removed Ginny's bra so that her sumptuous breast were exposed. Ginny's soft skin felt good against his own and their bodies rubbed together and soon his kisses found their way to her nipples and his tongue softly ran along the edges. He then began sucking on them like a nursing infant and Ginny just crooned with delight and gave herself over to the passion. Ginny's hands found their way to Peter's crotch and she unzipped his pants unfastened them and with his assistance slipped them off so that Peter was only in his underwear. Peter laid on top of Ginny with his crotch next to hers and Ginny definitely felt his raging hard-on as their crotches slowly grinded together. Peter would then kiss his way down Ginny's body until he reached her pussy and without words being exchanged she slipped her panties off exposing her nicely trimmed but somewhat furry pussy. Ginny's legs parted allowing Peter full access to her heavenly gates. He inhaled her musky womanly scent and savored the nectar of her honey dew as he kissed and licked her pussy bringing her off with is tongue making her cum in his mouth. "Oh God yes Peter baby, make mommy cum," Ginny swooned as she lifted her head and took her hand grabbed Peter's hair and held his head there. Peter continued to eat her out until she convulsed wailing at the top of her lungs like a banshee and after he ate her out he kissed her allowing her to savor her sweet honey nectar from his lips. They embraced again and Ginny grabbed his briefs and slid them off, took his cock in her hand and led it into her pussy and they slowly began to fuck. Ginny's pussy felt so warm and wet around Peter's cock and the feeling of them fucking did not seem wrong. They no longer saw each other as mother and son. Peter was a man, Ginny was a woman and they were doing what came naturally. Peter pumped Ginny long and slow and Ginny crooned with delight "Oh god yes baby," Ginny purred, "I feel like a woman again." Peter would fuck Ginny for a good 10 minutes and as he did, he could feel Ginny's pussy grip the sides of his cock and milk it for all it was worth. Ginny's sugar walls felt like 1000's of velvety fingers caressing his tool and he knew it wasn't going to be long until he came. Deep inside he could feel his cock swell with cum and tried to pull out but Ginny just locked her legs around him and held him in place. "I wanna feel your hot manhood deep inside me baby," Ginny purred then added "Don't worry hun, I have long since had my tubes tied," and with that, Peter relaxed knowing he couldn't accidently impregnate his own mother. Somehow knowing this embolden Peter and he thrusted harder and faster and Ginny just purred with delight. They embraced and the lips met and they passionately kissed as they continued to fuck and their limbs intertwined. Something mystical was taking place; Their hearts began to beat as one, their souls and spirits united and became one and the world around them would slipped away and Peter and Ginny were in their own universe. Time and space seemed to be suspended and lost all meaning. They were only aware of each other and nothing else. Their passions rose and fell like the mighty ocean waves and soon they could no longer be contained. Ginny's pussy quivered and flooded Peter's cock with her nectar. Peter's cock responded by flooding Ginny with its hot jism and Ginny purred with delight as Peter's manhood went deep into her. Something instinctively told Peter to ask Ginny to lay with her back facing him and Ginny smiled and knew what he was asking and as she scooted her naked body next o his she opened her pussy from behind and allowed Peter to slip his cock into her. Ginny and Peter laid side by side as they embraced and Ginny turned her head back so they could kiss. Peter's cock was deep inside Ginny and he pumped it to keep it hard. Their naked bodies rubbed together as their limbs were intertwined and their flesh melted together as one. Ginny and Peter were drunk on the sweet nectar of carnal lust and had no desire to abandon their pursuits of pleasing each other's wanton lascivious desires. Peter would fuck Ginny this way for another fifteen minutes as he caressed her breast and kissed and nibbled the flesh on her neck. Peter would spunk his second load deep inside Ginny and she swooned with delight then turned to face them and they would embrace and kiss some more. She then whispered in his ear "You showed me how you would please a woman, now let me show you how I please my man." Ginny rolled Peter over on his back and began to kiss her way down his body and ran her tongue over his flesh She eventually reached his cock and took it in her hand and began to give him a blow job that would curl his toes. Ginny ran her tongue along the head of Peter's cock and up and down the shaft then took it all the way in her mouth and proceeded to suck him like a vacuum cleaner. Peter moaned as the pleasure in his body rose. He was so horny It felt like his cock was going to explode. It was all he could do to fight back the feeling. "Don't fight it sweetie," Ginny moaned softly. "Give in to the feeling." Peter did what she said and within seconds he spunked his load all over her lips, face and hair at first then she managed to take the rest of it down her throat drinking it all in savoring every drop. Ginny would continue to suck on and pump Peter's cock until I was good and hard again. She then mounted him cowgirl style and slowly rode him as she moved up and down in long methodical motions. Ginny's cunt was so wet that it squished as she continued to ride him and she was so horny she came flooding Peter's cock within minutes of starting to ride him. She didn't let that stop her; Ginny continued to ride Peter for another good five to ten minutes until they both came again. They collapsed together with Ginny on top and they lovingly kissed and embraced as they slowly came down from their orgasmic high. "Oh baby that was so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o good," Ginny purred with delight. "You made me feel alive again and awoke in me passions and desired that I though had long been dead" "I am glad you enjoyed it, Peter replied. "I must confess I have fantasized about this moment for years. I have had the hots fro you along time but never knew how to act on them." "Well sweetie you need not worry now," Ginny said softly kissing Peter. I have no intention of letting go of you or what we have shared." "Me either mom," Peter replied. "None of this mom nonsense," Ginny replied "We are both adults now and after today you have earned the right to call me Ginny." By now it was a quarter to five and they were both famished. "So where are you taking me hun," Ginny said playfully. "Where ever you want to go," Peter replied "Nothing is too good for you but just make sure you can wear your hot little black dress because we are going clubbing and I am going to show you off." "Mmmmm cant wait hun," Ginny replied. "Come, let's shower and get dressed." Peter and Ginny showered together and ended up fucking in the shower. Peter first ate Ginny out until she came in his mouth then Ginny soaped up Peters cock with shampoo, got it hard and he fucked her good from behind blowing his load deep inside of her. They would eventually get cleaned up and dressed and they took Ginny's Mustang convertible. Once at the restaurant, The Fireside Hearth, the finest and most expensive restaurant around, they took their seat. "Thanks for recommending this place," Ginny said with a smile. " I have always wanted to come here," They sat, talked, ate and shared cigarettes as they just enjoyed each other's company. Ginny felt like a young school again and Peter was they envy of most every guy in the room because it was evident that they were lovers by the way they kissed and looked at each other. After dinner they went to "The Underground," a young hot hip dance club. Peter knew he would probably see some of his buddies their but he didn't mind. In fact he relished the thought. Again Peter was they envy of most every guy over 30 in that room. Most every guy made at least one pass at Ginny to which she blew them off and just danced closer to Peter. To add fuel to the fire she allowed Peter to touch her all over on the dance floor which made the guys in the room greener than a Leprechaun with envy. The D.J. had slowed it down and soon Ginny and Peter were slow dancing. Their bodies were pressed together and crotches touching. In the dark light Peter rubbed his crotch next to Ginny's and no one seemed to notice or care. After about 10 minutes of this they both knew it was time to take this party "private so they got back in the car and drove home. The 20 minute drive seemed like an eternity but soon they pulled into the garage pulled down the door went into the house and "went at it." Ginny sat Peter down on the sofa, removed her panties and then sat in his lap facing him. She fumbled to unfasten his belt and pants and pull out his cock and guide it into her pussy and fucked him right there on the sofa in her dress. This was the hottest most intense animal sex she had ever experienced and had fantasized about doing this when she heard about it on a late night after hours adult talk show. They would fuck this way for about 10 minutes until they both came then they undressed and spent the rest of the evening in hot torrid sex on the floor After that weekend of hot unbridled sex, Ginny and Peter were inseparable. Peter transferred to the university in town where he finished his work as a computer programmer and graphics designer. Ginny got him on at the architect firm where she worked where he soon became successful. Never in their wildest dreams would they have imagined this becoming real, but it did for them. Ginny's divorce soon was final and her husband rarely speaks to him or Peter. Ginny and Peter have their own life now and are committed to each other. To them that is all that matters.