Scott sat back and watched as the stranger mounted his wife in their bed and his mind drifted back to how it began.
They were still in school and just becoming familiar with the power of alcohol and the allure of sex. Not much money and not much to do. On Saturday night they often went down to the park to hang out. He was a good student and played sports and she was pretty and popular. They both had a lot to learn.
Steve had been coming around for several weeks now and hanging at the park on the weekends, he was instantly popular because he had a job, a car and some money. Evelyn and Scott got to know him and he became friendly with them. Steve liked Scott and he could not take his eyes off of Evelyn.
Their routine developed over the weeks to follow. Scott and Evelyn would go to the park early and drink some beer and hang out until about 10:00 or so when Steve would get off work and join them. The 3 of them would then cruise the area jammed into the front seat of Steve's car and just have some fun.
One night Scott drank quite a bit and decided he better lay down in the back seat before he got sick. When he came to he was leaning up against the door with one leg sprawled across the seat and the other resting on the floor. As he focused his eyes he noticed that Evelyn had moved back to the center of the front seat.
He was suddenly confused and worried. He decided not to let them know that he was awake. He listened as they talked and it was obvious that Steve was trying to make an impression and that Evelyn was listening and interested. As they drove Scott could see Steve's left hand on the steering wheel but his other hand was not visible and it looked as though it might be resting either next to or on Evelyn, his thoughts raced as he tried to maintain his composure. The next thing he knew Evelyn's arm crossed over Steve's and there was no talking. He got a sudden jolt as Steve looked back at him. He could not be sure if the darkness concealed the fact that he had his eyes slightly open or not. He felt flushed and now recovered from the alcohol he had to figure out what was going on and what to do about it. He was mad, embarrassed, confused and strangely aroused all at the same time.
He decided to just sit back and see if his fears were founded. As they drove he thought that he could detect movement in the pair's arms but could not get a good enough view to be positive. He figured that his best move would be to make some noise and act as though he was waking up and as he did there was quick movement in the seat in front of him. His worst fear had been confirmed. He sat up and moved over and leaned over the front seat between them. She asked how he felt.
That next week was a blur to Scott, he only had the chance to see her one night and when he did it was at her parents' house and they had sex on the couch. His mind was ablaze with anger, self doubt, and fear but mostly with a lust for her that he had not felt since the first time they had sex. He could not wait until Saturday night to see if his suspicions were totally correct.
All was normal the next Saturday, just like so many Saturdays before. He started drinking beer early and went through a 12 pack quick enough for Evelyn to comment that he should be careful or he would get sick again. What she did not know was that he was throwing away cans that were more full than empty; he had to know where this would go.
Steve arrived at 10 as usual and gave no hint that anything had changed amongst the group. They got in the car in their customary spots and were off to see what excitement they could scare up. After a short time Scott told them that Evelyn had been right and he needed to recoup a little in the back. Steve stopped the car and Scott got in the backseat and this time leaned up against the side door as high as he possibly could, giving him a much better look at the front seat, he pulled the brim of his ball cap down to conceal his eyes. He noticed that Evelyn moved over away from Steve and then he closed his eyes into very small slits and waited.
