It had been an eventful Friday. Work was nothing to write home about, but Kerry had been busy and that always makes for a good day, and a good night too usually!

She had  caught up with Cam in the yard and she’d come home with me for lunch with her knickers full of his come. She told me about it with a naughty lilt in her voice as we pulled into the drive and we only got as far as the lounge before I had her bent over, fucking her from behind. When she turned around to me and told me she’d seen Matt watching her and Cam I lost it, thrusting into her hard as I gripped her hips and came loudly, deep in her pussy.

Over lunch we agreed to let Matt know that he’d be welcome to play with Kerry. She told me later she’d also slipped her come-filled knickers into his bag.

Us guys were all called out on an urgent job in the afternoon and Matt was in a hurry to leave right on knock-off time, so I didn’t get a chance to catch up with him to make sure he was ok with everything before he left. I needn’t have worried.

After work Kerry and I went out to our local pub for a drink and meal, where Kerry told me that Matt had joined her in her office, gone down on her and given her a fantastic orgasm. Sounded like Matt was going to be a fun playmate.

Sitting across from her with my back to the back wall of the pub, she told me all this with a glint in her eye. I was getting turned on and Kerry knew it.  With her back to the pub she started playing with her nipples through her top. “He used his fingers in me, fucking me with them just like I like. I was so fucking wet” she told me talking quietly but intently. “His tongue was so fucking good on my clit. I came on his face so hard. I wanted his cock in me so bad, but Rick burst in and almost caught us. I left Matt in the office. Rick needed a telling off” she explained. I knew I’d find out later what the 'telling off' involved.

Poor Matt I thought. Watching Kerry and Cam and then going down on Kerry and making her come - he must’ve been left with very blue balls. Maybe that’s why he left work in such a hurry, to take care of himself.

From experience I knew I couldn’t reach Kerry under the table, and I knew she knew it too, so she kept going, teasing me mercilessly, still playing with her nipples discreetly. “I'm still wearing no knickers” she teased, wriggling in her seat for effect. “I’m so fucking wet, thinking of how I spread my legs and let him look at my pussy. The look in his eyes. He wanted me so badly. Thinking of his tongue and fingers in me. Kissing him after and tasting my pussy in his mouth”.

Kerry moved one hand down between her legs under the table and I heard the soft wetness as I watched her arm move and her eyes close. She shivered in her seat, stopping herself, and brought her hand back up from under the table. Reaching out with that hand, she stroked my cheek, down my face and along my lips. To anyone in the pub it would look like a tender moment. In reality Kerry was teasing me with the wetness and scent of her arousal. It was driving me crazy.

Kerry giggled, looking at me intoxicated by her. “That’s not even the best part” she teased, tapping me on the end of my nose like a cute puppy. She took her hand from my face  and moved it under the neckline of her top, reaching into her bra and pulled out a post-it note.  “He left me this.” With a wicked smile she handed me the note, the paper still warm from her breast.

I read the note and felt my cock swell even more than it was already. I looked at Kerry and met her excited and inquiring look with a big smile and a nod. She beamed, and clapped like an excited schoolgirl, before leaning across the table and kissing me deeply.