Troy tells Julie how he met their new friend.
"I then set up a TV out in the garage that was set up to see what was on the video camera, so I could record what was happening as well as watch. And fuck Hank, I watched every fucking second of it."
I picked up one of my beers and took a few big swallows as Randy gulped another shot of mescal and waved at Tilley. When Tilley came over he asked, "We down to the scorpion yet?"
"Yeah, I'll bring it over," she said disgustedly.
"Anyway, I had pretended to go to work, parking my truck around the corner and sneaking back into the garage to get a look at the TV. Well, when I first start watching, Cindy is by herself, in our room, but she is completely naked. Now she gets on the bed and opens her legs, running her fingers... Well hell, I got my recorder right out in the truck, I'll let you watch for yourself."
"You sure you want me to do that, I mean she's your wife and all."
"Not for long, just wait here."
I sat quietly as I watched Randy limp out to his truck, staggering a bit. He was gone long enough for Tilley to deliver his drink with a disgusted look on her face. I picked up the glass and held it up to the light. Sure enough I could see the black scorpion through the honey colored liquid.
"Damn, I heard of a worm in the bottle, but a scorpion?"
"It's some fancy mescal. I don't even drink the stuff with a worm in it. Supposedly made from some cactus or something, too weird for me."
I just shook my head and smiled.
After a few minutes I watched Randy, now staggering badly and covered with dust. He made his way back to the table and sat down. He then put his mini cam recorder up on the table.
"What happened to you?"
"Oh I thought I saw him and I went after him."
"Him? Him who?"
"Him who did my wife today."
"Well it turned out to be not him, just some other guy."
"What did you do?"
"Well, when I saw him I went and jumped on him. He threw me on the ground and kicked me a good one, but by then I realized it wasn't him."
"You figured it out?"
"Yeah, this guy was black, the guy on the video isn't."
"So out there in the parking lot you mistook a black man for the white man who did your wife?"
"Well it was dark out and he had the same kind of boots the guy had."
"Boots, what's boots have to do with it."
"Well hell, just watch the video here," Randy said, opening the tiny screen on his recorder and turning it on. He then grabbed his drink, carefully drank all the liquid and then grabbed the scorpion, held it up in the air and lowered it down into his mouth.
The video started and I saw his wife Cindy on the bed. While listening to Randy crunch on the scorpion, I noticed that the attractive blond woman now spreading her legs, wasn't a natural blond. She moved her hands to her breasts and moved her palms in circular motions over her nipples. From what I could see, her breasts were large, perfectly rounded and I remembered Randy complaining about how much those breasts cost him.
Reaching down and casually adjusting my erection in my pants, I felt a pang of guilt getting a hard-on while looking at Randy's wife. I looked over at him, but he was now looking through his empty glass, apparently enthralled on how the lights and colors reflected off the glass.
Cindy now slowly moved her right hand down her tight stomach, sliding her fingers through her bushy patch of dark brown pubic hair and then down to her slit. Moving her middle finger in a circular motion, she burrowed into her pussy, letting the wetness lubricate her fingers. She then moved her finger up her slit and I watched her lips bloom into beautiful pink curves.
Finding her clit, she then concentrated on the tiny nub, moving her finger in a tight circular motion over it.