All kinds of through swirled in his mind hearing her. "What did you do?" He enquired.
"First promise me... that you won't be upset with me." She insisted.
"I promise... now tell me."
Greta took a deep breath and told him what had transpired. Hearing how his wife had let Scott pull down her pants and gotten up on the seat to show her ass, Valentin was filled with intense consternation, jealousy plus overwhelming arousal and lust.
"You hussy... naughty hussy... you teasing hussy." He said lustily and kissed her. He leaned back, pulling her closer. She felt his hard cock against her crotch.
Biting her lower lip gently she said, "It seems you are not mad that your wife was showing herself off to another man."
"I am mad and jealous but more than anything else I am very aroused that my wife was so naughty." He responded.
"I don't know what you have done to me Valentin Plummer... I am turning into some wench, I still cannot believe that I did that with Scott." She felt very uneasy about it.
He kissed her hard again and said, "I like this new you baby. You are so hot... show me how you showed him your ass."
Shyly she got off her husband's lap and Valentin also stood up. His erection tented the front of his pants. She unhooked her pants and lowered them to the middle of her thighs. Then she got on the chair on her knees sticking her ass out.
Valentin groaned. "Damn baby!... this is how you showed your ass to your co-worker... a married woman showing off her barely covered ass to a coworker... very naughty, very bad." He said lustily as he rubbed her ass cheeks.
She looked back gently biting her lower lip and wiggled her ass. "You need to be punished." He smacked both the ass cheeks one by one.
"Aaah... oooh... Valentin honey." She yelped, whined. Valentin delivered a few more hard smacks and then pulling aside the crotch of her panties, he shoved his cock into her sopping wet pussy.
She immediately started cumming as her pussy was filled up. Tightly gripping the back rest of the chair she moaned and her body spasmed. Valentin kept pounding into her through her orgasm. He was too turned on and did not last long. Soon he ejaculated inside her with a loud groan and Greta again orgasmed with her husband.
After her orgasm subsided, she stood up demurely and wiped her pussy. As she was pulling up her pants, Greta's phone beeped. It was Nick's text and he was enquiring what time he should come by.
"Oh shit... I completely forgot about Nick coming over today." Greta said with dismay.
"Tell him to be here in one hour... that gives you plenty of time to change and have something to eat." Valentin suggested.
"Yeah... that sounds good." She texted him back. "What should I wear I wonder." She said thoughtfully.
"A nice dress with heels would be appropriate for formal dancing." Valentin said casually. "The girl he is taking to the dance will be wearing something formal... considering it is his first formal dance, it should give him a feel for it."
"Yeah... you are right." She said. Before going heading upstairs to change, she had something to eat.
"So this looks okay." She asked her husband. Valentin appreciatively looked at his wife. She had changed into a casual, knee length, printed dress with short heeled pumps. Greta looked very elegant and classy.
"You look very nice." He stood up and moved towards her. The front of his pants were tented, Greta noticed.
"You are still hard." She cupped his hardness.
"Yeah... apparently you being a naughty wife positively affects my libido." He grinned. "I want you again." She put her arms around his neck and they kissed lovingly.
"Nick will be here soon." She said as he pushed her down onto her knees and opened his pants. His hard cock popped out. She reached to take his cock into her hands but Valentin stopped her.
"Don't... no hands... I am going to feed this to you." He said lustily. His hard cock had a crusty white coating which was a mix of her pussy juices and his cum.
Valentin nudged her lips with the tip of cock and Greta opened her mouth to receive the dirty cock. He slowly moved his cock in and out of his mouth a few times. Then he put his hands behind her head and thrust his cock roughly into her mouth, down her throat. Seeing her gag and splutter, Valentin let up and withdrew his cock. Then again he shoved his cock down her throat. He roughly face fucked his beautiful wife for a minute.
After that he helped her stand up, Greta said while panting, "I can tell Nick to come some other day baby." Her face was flushed and she was visibly turned on.
"No... it is okay... after he leaves, we can finish this." As he responded, he pulled up her dress. She was wearing pale blue bikini panties and the front of it had a wet spot.
He cupped her pussy and then pulled the gusset of her panties aside. Rubbed her pussy lips making her moan. "I like it when you wear sexier panties at home... change into a pair of skimpier panties before Nick gets here." Saying that he tugged her panties back in place.
They locked eyes for a moment and then despite her misgivings, Greta went to change her panties. While she was up in the bedroom, the doorbell rang.
Valentin opened the door to let Nick in. "Hello Mr. Plummer how are ya?... you know I really appreciate you helping me out."
"No problem... I am glad we can help... believe it or not one time I was your age too and I still remember my first formal dance." Both of them laughed.
"You know... I again want to apologize about that thing in the laundry room." Nick brought up that incident on purpose. He had a feeling that something was going on and had a theory about it. But he was not entirely sure. He wanted to test something.
"Forget about it Nick... water under the bridge." Valentin reassured him.
"Your wife is just so fine... you know... kind of difficult not to check her out." Nick grinned "So what you said the other day you really mean it?" Valentin raised his eyebrows questioningly. "About you not getting mad about other guys checking out Mrs. Plummer."
"Oh yeah... absolutely."
"What about if some dude flirts with her... you know comes onto her... I was thinking that must happen too... does that bother your?"
Valentin understood that Nick was fishing. "No... it does not bother me and plus it depends upon Greta also, most of the time she is okay with some harmless flirting... it gets her all frisky for me." Valentin winked. "Sometimes I have noticed a couple of my friends have gotten a little bit grabby... touchy feely with her, all playful and fun... it did not bother her, so I was okay too." Valentin knowingly threw him a bone.
"You are real cool dude Mr. Plummer... you know now I don't have to worry about you catching me while I am admiring Mrs. Plummer." He said playfully.
"Hello Nick... you ready to learn some dance." Greta had come down and looked radiant.
"Hi Mrs. Plummer... you are looking very pretty." Nick immediately complimented her.
"Oh... thank you Nick." She quickly responded. "Let's go to the basement... it is spacious enough to dance." Then she looked towards Valentin and asked, "Honey you want to come down and watch?"
"No that is okay... you two go ahead... it being Nick's first lesson... I don't want to make him self-conscious by having an audience." Valentin chuckled. "Next time."
"Yeah... very true." Nick agreed gladly.
"Alright... let's go Nick... I don't have the whole day."