Looking at them together, I guessed this was the second time they’d made love tonight. It was leisurely, and lacked the urgency their first time tog...ether would have had.As I watched them together, I was struck by both a painful jealousy and excitement much more intense than anything I’d felt since that first night they’d made love. I realized I’d grown so used to seeing my wife and Jason together, that I’d grown a little blind and complacent about the way they were together. Sometimes, if you. Plenty of guys asked (she still could turn an eye), but they were politely rejected. She just hadn’t felt ready. And then along came Paul.They had met at the local coffee shop. Both were getting their caffeine fix before work. The physical attraction was undeniable.But even then, she played it cool. Just a smile and a hello that first morning. It would be two weeks before they had their first date. And tonight would be their third.What Lisa didn’t realize as she primped in front of her. But it was the kiss that I remember most, long, and everlasting, if it was any longer i'm sure I would have drove my tongue into her mouth.So after being home only one day Tara would hit the local bars looking for old friends she had not seen in ages. She would lean over and kiss me when I dropped her off, and again when I picked her up. I preferred the kiss when I returned for her as by then she was half in the bag so to speak and Tara's kiss was longer and more forceful, though not. I said that I didn’t but I would be happy to buy some. We went to the store across the street and bought several bottles of booze. I thought it would be fun to make sure that they had a great time tonight.I hung out and had a few drinks with them and then moved on. I had some dinner and drinks and gambled and after about 4 hours, I headed back to my hotel. As I was walking through the area, I saw that the homeless people were still having some fun. As I walked up I saw the guy I had spoken with.