spend time with an old lady like me?" Greta challenged him playfully. She was enjoying the attention of this teenage boy. This was something new for her. A young boy's crush on her. It is so cute, she thought.
"First of all you ain't old... and second is you very pretty... I like to hang with pretty ladies." He said sweetly.
"Oh really... so you think I am pretty?" Even though she knew that Nick was just stoking her ego but it made her feel good.
Nick pressed on boldly, feeling that he had a chance with his friend's mom. "I sure do and most of my friends also think you are very hot... we took a vote once to decide who has the hottest mom and you won hands down... you were voted to be the hottest MILF... you know what MILF stands for?" He said huskily keeping his eyes locked with hers and stepped closer to her.
Nick was a bit taller than Greta with a stocky body and a flabby gut. As he stepped closer to her, she could feel his breath on her face. Things were getting out of hand. "Young man I know what MILF stands for... and I better not hear you say what it stands for." She said light heartedly.
"Don't you boys have anything better to do than rating each others mom's sexuality?" She added with exasperation. "You boys need to find a job or something to keep your mind occupied... so that you stop ogling your friends' mothers and keep your testosterone in check." Saying that she turned and walked away from Nick. " You guys should be ogling girls your own age."
"You cannot blame me Mrs. Plummer." Nick protested. "You are just so sexy... you know none of the high school girls are as sexy as you are... you are so pretty have such nice, long legs... a tight, hot, ass." He decided to just go for it.
"Enough Nick." She felt embarrassed. "Stop hitting on your friend's mom." She turned to face him.
Even though she knew it was wrong, she liked the look of desire in Nick's eyes for her.
"Even though it is very sweet... the crush you have on me... but you should not be looking at me that way, thinking about me that way... now stop ogling me and go play your video game... you should focus on girls your age." She said to him sweetly.
Greta had no clue that even though Nick was just eighteen, he was already a playboy. He had already bedded quite a few girls and women. He was nothing like an awkward adolescent, Greta was thinking him to be.
"Your are very nice Mrs. Plummer... I understand what you are saying... but I do not think I can stop thinking about you." Nick said in a dejected voice. But he was smiling inwards knowing that he had more progress than he expected.
"I understand these things can be confusing and kind of difficult to get rid of feelings but you know this is not right... so you have to try." She said sympathetically. "And what you told me today... keep it to yourself... don't mention it to anyone." She told him thinking that this will prevent the Nick from being ridiculed.
"Okay... I understand." Again the sad tone. But he was very pleased. Without even realizing Greta had given him a way in. Both of them now have a secret between them. Now there were going to be secret looks, glances, whispers and touches. He loved keeping secrets.
"Can I at least get a hug from you Mrs. Plummer?" He suddenly asked sweetly.
Greta was kind of caught off guard by his request but agreed to it. Justifying to herself it will be just a caring hug to a boy whose advances have been rebuffed. But at the same time she really wanted to feel his body against her.
She stared at Nick noticing how his shorts sagged showing his FTL dark colored boxer shorts. She had a thing for nice looking men's ass and she liked how Nick's ass looked. The loose t-shirt he was wearing did not hide his flabby belly. Even though he had the flabby belly, he was still muscular.
He moved forward and enveloped her in his arms. She also put her arms around him and hugged him back.
Greta liked how his stocky body felt against her. Hugging him she moved her hands down on his back and did not even realize when her hands reached the upper swell of his buttocks. Her hands were on his uncovered FTL boxers.
Nick also was enjoying the feel of the svelte body of the older white woman. Feeling her hand on the upper swell of his buttocks he also lowered his hands onto the upper slope of her ass. "You smell so good Greta." He whispered huskily.
Hearing the young black man calling her by her first name, immediately brought her out of her reverie. She immediately separated herself from Nick.
"You cannot call me Greta... I am Mrs. Plummer to you." She said sternly as her heart beat erratically. She could feel the wetness between her legs.
Nick cursed himself inward for trying to push things too quickly. "I am sorry Mrs. Plummer... I just lost my mind for a second." He said contritely.
"I have some things to do Nick... excuse me... you go play your video game." She said to him dismissively and went up to her bedroom.
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A little bit later Valentin and the two boys returned with the pizzas. Greg and Brent went straight into the basement with one whole pizza and a bottle of coke.
Not seeing his wife Valentin went up to their bedroom. "Why are you up here?" He asked with concern. "Is everything okay honey?"
"I don't know Valentin... I don't know what is going on with me... I did something really bad." She was very confused, very bewildered.
"What do you mean?... tell me what happened." Valentin said with concern.
Greta nervously told him everything that had transpired. She was thinking that her husband would be furious.
But she was completely surprised by his response. Valentin grabbed her and kissed her roughly. "You hussy... flirting with a young black boy... I cannot believe it you put your hands on his ass."
"You are not mad at me?... you okay with what happened?" She asked incredulously.
"I don't know whether I should be upset or angry and I feel a bit jealous... but it is also kind of thrilling knowing that my wife was being so naughty." He said to her as he pushed her back onto the bed and pulled up her dress.
"You truly are okay with it... I cannot believe it my husband has turned out to be so deviant." She said as Valentin kissed the inside of her creamy thighs. "Not now baby... not now... the boys are in the basement." She was panting hard and bit her lower lip as her husband tugged the gusset of her panties aside.
"Fuck... you are so wet... so wet baby." Valentin said lustily and clamped his lips on her pussy lips. Completely ignoring what his wife said.
She gasped and moaned as her husband hungrily ate out her pussy. Soon she was cumming hard on her husband's mouth. He bit down on her hand in order to muffle the noises she started making.
As her orgasm was subsiding, Valentin took off his pants. He got on the bed with his hard seven inch cock swaying and leaking pre cum.
Greta hungrily stared at her husband's cock. "This is what you want baby... don't you?... get on your knees." He lustily said to her.
She did as he asked him looking up at her standing husband and his swaying cock. He nudged her lips with the tip of his cock and she opened her mouth to receive it. As soon as she did that Valentin shoved his cock into her mouth making her gag. She looked up at her husband in shock and saw that his face was a mask of lust.
Greta had never seen her husband this way. Valentin slowly withdrew his cock out of her mouth and she proceeded to lick the length of the hard shaft. Her mouth engulfed the cockhead and she started sucking his cock. Watching his wife serviced his cock, he imagined her taking a black cock in her pretty mouth. His cock twitched at the thought of it but at the same time made him feel queasy.
"Suck on my balls... lick them... service my balls." He growled