"What are you doing?" Judy asked.

"I thought we might stop and have a beer."

"You're crazy," she said.

"Don't you like beer?" he asked.

"Of course I like beer."

"Then have one with me," Buddy insisted. "They're ice cold. I just bought them."

It was pure foolishness. Judy was a married woman and anyone could have seen them drive into the woods. Her house was just around the bend. It was within walking distance. She should walk away right now. But she couldn't resist. She found herself reaching for the beer that he popped open for her.

"Ummmm," she said, as she sipped at the liquid. She felt the warmth of the alcohol spreading through her. It was a nice feeling. She stretched her legs out in front of her. The end of her skirt slid up past her thighs. She felt Buddy's eyes on her but she didn't give a damn.

"Do you like it?" Buddy asked.

"Oh yes," she said. "I haven't had a beer in a long time. It's really good."

Buddy moved closer to her in the seat. She knew he was about to put his arm around her. She wondered how she was going to react. Buddy was a young man and he couldn't have had a lot of experience with girls. He would be hesitant about trying anything with an older woman.

Judy was very wrong. Immediately Buddy slipped his arm around her shoulder. She felt his strong fingers caressing her skin. She started getting hot.

"What are you doing now?" Judy asked.

"I thought we could be more comfortable," Buddy said.

"Take your arm from around me. I agreed to have a beer with you. That doesn't mean you can start pawing me. I'm a happily married woman."