We often visit a country inn in Medway of a Sunday for a couple of quiet drinks. Over the months various peole have said hello to us and we are on nodding terms with a few of the locals. It is an old pub in the middle of nowhere and is great in the winter as they have a couple of log burning fires going,a good selection of ales and you can take the dogs there after a walk. Last Sunday we arrived as usual about 5ish and settled down with a drink in the corner. A couple we have spoken to previously entered,sat near us with their dogs and we all started chatting. After an hour or so we said we were off home but they asked us back to theirs for a further drink. We looked at each other and thought why not. It was only a 2 minute drive there if that and soon we were sat in a very cosy cottage with drinks supplied. Over the course of the next hour i stayed on coke but my wife knocked back several more very large Tia Maria's and was getting a little bit drunk. She was giggling a lot and kept pinching and rubbing my shoulders and laying her head against our host. Our hostess just laughed along. She then said she was going to take the dogs out for a last walk and would be about half an hour. After she left i sat flicking through a book and our host wandered in to the garden. He called to my wife and she joined him. About ten minutes later i quietly snuck in to the kitchen and peered in to the garden to see if i could see them. They were stood underneath a willow tree to one side of the garden in the shade. They were also snogging the faces off each other. I watched them for about a minute and realised that besides feeling a bit shocked i was very very aroused. My cock was hard and straining against my pants. As they snogged he carressed her breasts through her blouse then his hand moved down to her jeans. He rubbed her mound through her jeans for a few seconds then she undid her belt,button and zip to allow him better access. His hand shot down there and i watched her gasp as he clearly found her clit and i guess inserted a finger or two inside her. They resumed snogging for a second then he knelt in front of her and she leant back against the tree. He pulled her jeans down further till they were midway up her thighs. I noticed her panties had gone along with them. He started aggresively slurping and licking at her. She held his head firmly as he sucked and tongued her pussy. This was not to last long. Her legs buckled slightly as she came,his face pressed firmly against her as she bucked. He rose up and they kissed,she rubbed against his bulging cock and he started to undo his jeans. She said something and they glanced towards where i was but they clearly never saw me. They shuffled a little further in to the shadows but i could still see him undo his jeans and his erect cock fall forwards towards her. I had released my cock by this stage and was wanking myself slowly as i watched them. She attempted to pull her jeans up and squat in front of him but he pulled her up again and shrugged her jeans back down. There was an old wooden table about 2 foot away from them and he moved her towards it. She sat on it facing him and he pulled at the legs of her jeans. One of her shoes was off but the other remained,he succeeded in pulling just one leg free. In a flash she leant back,he was between her thighs then he was obviously inside her. She was trying to hold herself upright on her elbows as he slammed in and out of her. I could see the table was rocking about and she clearly struggled to stay upright and on it as he fucked her harder and harder. It would have been quite comical if it wasnt so horny. This only lasted for a minute or so before he slowed and gasped. He had cum,maybe she did too. There was a quick kiss then much fumbling and dressing. I coughed loudly and after a few minutes i wandered into the garden. After some brief chat we left for home. Nothing was mentioned on what had happened. She was quiet through the rest of the night. We shagged twice much later though and it was really intense. I have not told her i saw them and i probably won't. We will still visit the pub though and i would love a repeat performance. Roll on winter Sundays.