thing can you please not say anything to Greg about it?... I know he will make fun of me and tell all the others too... please." He requested.
Knowing that how mean teenagers can be, Greta agreed. "I understand... I won't say anything to him."
"Can I have your mobile number?... just to get in touch, setup time to meet." Nick asked suddenly. "I would not want to call your landline just in case Greg picks it up." He explained.
"Yeah that makes sense." Valentin responded and gave him the number before Greta could say no. She scowled at Valentin as he gave him the number.
Nick quickly saved the number in his cell phone and called Greta. Hearing her phone ring Greta stood up. "It is me Mrs. Plummer, just making sure I got the number right. Now you have my number too." He smiled at her and then stood up.
"Thank you so much... I will call and set up time at your convenience." Nick said sweetly. Then he suddenly gave her a quick hug surprising her.
Once he had left, Greta confronted her husband. "Valentin... what the hell?... what are you trying to do?" She asked with annoyance.
"Nothing babe... just trying to help an awkward teenager."
"Then you should teach him how to dance." She shot back at him. "I know exactly what you are trying to do... Valentin I should not be leading him on, teasing him." She said with exasperation. "What happened with him a week ago was not right."
"I know... I know... it was... just a little exciting seeing how he is around you... you are helping him but also making things exciting a bit." Valentin said to her.
"I don't know about this... I don't want to give that boy any wrong ideas." She said apprehensively.
"So where should I teach him how to dance?" She asked with a resigned tone and then she added, "And get your mind out of the gutter, I am just going to help him... nothing more... he is too young, a friend of our son."
"Yes I understand." He responded sheepishly. "I think the basement will be good... enough space to practice dancing."
As Nick left the house of his friend Greg, he was feeling very happy with how things had gone. He was still uncertain about why Valentin had pushed his wife to agree even though he had seen Nick play with her panties.
**********
A couple days later, Valentin was in the bedroom when he heard his wife's phone chime. He picked up her phone and saw that it was a text from Nick.
Nick's Text - "So tomorrow evening is good then?"
Curious to see what other texts his wife has exchanged with Nick, Valentin started going through the texts. Nick had texted earlier in the day thanking her again for agreeing to teach him to dance. They had exchanged some innocent texts but one particular exchange caught his eye.
In that particular exchange Nick inquired "I know for actual Dance, I gotta wear nice clothes but when I come over for learning dance I can still wear shorts and stuff?"
Greta had responded. "Yeah that is good, don't expect me to wear nice clothes either." with a smiley at the end.
"You don't need to, you always look nice no matter what you wear." Nick's response. The young man was flattering her.
"Thanks" She simply had responded.
"When is Greg going to be at work?"
"Tomorrow evening."
After that last response from Greta, now Nick had texted. Valentin decided to take the phone to her.
"Nick just texted." Saying that he handed the phone to her.
"Oh..thanks." She said taking the phone from him and quickly texted back.
"So tomorrow is the first class for him?"
"Yep... hopefully he is quick learner... and mostly young kids are." She said with optimism. "I really feel bad for him... this is such an awkward age, so much pressure on them." She said sympathetically in her mom voice.
"Most likely he is... you won't need to spend a whole lot of time with him teaching how to dance." Valentin told her. He was looking forward to Greta dancing with Nick.
Despite his wife's decision not to indulge in his naughty desires, he felt confident that Nick would hit on his wife.
"So how was work?... anything interesting?" Valentin asked casually.
She laughed and said, "Honey I know what you want to really ask... stop being so coy."
"Well... did you run into Scott today?" He asked.
"I know he is back from his trip... but I did not see him today... I guess he was busy." She smiled playfully. "You know I am okay that you want me to be a bit naughty, playful with other men... but with a young man like Nick it makes me uncomfortable." She said to him.
"I know." Valentin gave her an understanding smile. "So any other new admirer at work?"
"You know baby... I have noticed some other guys checking me out but you know at work... typically guys do not hit on woman at work, too much concern about sexual harassment." She stated. "But a guy like Scott... very brash, aggressive, a bad boy with reputation... he wants me bad." She said teasingly.
Hearing her teasing voice, Valentin kissed her lustily and pulled the drawstring of her pajama, loosening them. "Honey where is Greg." She asked.
"He is in his room... studying don't worry about him." Saying that he pushed her pajama down. "Damn you look good in a thong... this is so hot." Greta kicked away her pajama and took off her top. She was now only in her thong and bra.
"I knew you would like it." Greta said biting her lower lip. Valentin took off his shorts and underwear freeing his raging hard on.
Putting her arms around Valentin's neck, she pulled his face down. They sloppily kissed each other, exchanging saliva, sucking on each other's tongues and lips. Getting kissed sloppily was very arousing to Greta and her pussy got more wet. Completely lost in her carnal desires, Greta closed her eyes, hungrily kept kissing her husband.
After kissing for almost five minutes Valentin pushed his wife down onto her knees. "Suck my cock baby... I want to feel your lips around it... you like sucking cock don't you? Enjoy hard man meat stuffed inside your mouth? Getting your pretty face fucked?" He growled at her.
Hearing her husband's crude words, inflamed Greta's arousal. Overcoming her prim and proper nature, she said, "Oh... yes... I like it... like the feel of your hard cock in my mouth baby... enjoy sucking your balls, drive you crazy." She responded wantonly.
Greta wrapped her lips around her husband's hard, throbbing cock making Valentin groan with lust. He moaned when she held his cock up and bend down to take his hairy balls into her mouth. Drenching his nutsack with her saliva. Seeing such this beautiful woman being so wanton was very erotic.
"Damn baby... you really know how to service a man's cock... you just driving me crazy... you are such a good cocksucker." Valentin lustily said to his wife.
Hearing the crude and debasing words, Greta's intellect was completely disgusted. But her carnal desires were in complete control of her mind and her husband's debasing words inflamed her desire even more.
Greta started sucking her husband's cock even more lustily. Valentin suddenly grabbed her head and barked at her. "Remove your hands... I am going to face fuck you." He proceeded to roughly shove his cock into her mouth making her gag and choke.
Valentin used her mouth like a fuck hole. He roughly face fucked his beautiful wife making her choke and gag on his cock again and again. Out of mind with lust he rammed his cock down his wife's throat again and again. She was