Greta had picked out some slow songs and turned on the music. Then she led Nick to the open space between the couches and the pool table. The contrast between them was glaring. She a 39-year-old, well-educated, married, white woman. Wearing an elegant dress, looking very sophisticated and sexy. Whereas the 18-year-old black boy was wearing low hanging shorts showing his FTL boxers.
"Nick take my hand in your hand... and then put the other hand at my waist." He looked very awkward as he followed her instructions. She put her other hand on his shoulder.
She showed him how to move with his dance partner. Nick was very stiff and clumsy. Couple of times he even managed to step on Greta's toes.
"Nick you have to pay attention and move with the music... you cannot keep stepping on your partner's toes, otherwise you won't have a partner to dance with." She admonished.
"I am sorry Mrs. Plummer... won't happen again." He apologized sheepishly. Even though he was pretty good about moving with the music. But he kind of felt completely out of place doing the formal dance.
"Okay... just relax... don't think too much, feel the music like you normally would do." She explained to him, feeling a little bad for his awkwardness.
Hearing her reassuring words helped him feel relaxed. Soon he started better with the music and let her lead him on the floor.
To Nick it seemed only a few minutes had passed but it was close to an hour. "It is enough for today Nick... you have made quite a bit of progress... we will pick up where we are letting off day after tomorrow, Thursday evening, Greg is working that evening." Greta said to him.
"Thank You Mrs. Plummer... I really appreciate this." Said Nick beaming.
After they came up, Valentin asked, "So Nick... how was your first lesson?"
"Pretty good Mr. Plummer... I am getting the hang of it... Thanks to Mrs. Plummer I think I just may not make a fool of myself during the formal dance." He sounded really thankful.
"Good for you!" Valentin said.
"I gotta go now... see you guys in a couple of days." Saying that Nick left.
"I think it went pretty well... maybe a couple more sessions and he should be ready for the formal dance... he is naturally good at dancing." She seemed pleased.
"Now come here my naughty wife... I still cannot believe it how bad you were today." Valentin pulled her into his arms and kissed her.
She felt his hardness on her abdomen. Putting her arms around his neck, she lustily kissed her husband back. Sucked on his tongue, exchanged saliva.
"So you like your wife being naughty?... showing another man her panties?" She asked playfully.
"Yes... I like it when you are being bad." He cupped her ass over her dress and kneaded it. Then he raised her dress up to grab her half naked ass. She had changed into small cheekini panties.
"Did Nick try anything today?"
"Again?... Valentin I am not going to lead on that boy... not play games with him... against my better judgement, I am already messing, flirting with Scott." She said with exasperation.
"I know... it just was a little exciting thinking of you being in his arms... you are just so sexy." He said placatingly and kissed her again.
Then he took his wife to the bedroom and made love to her before Greg came home. After Greg came home from work, they hung around watched a little bit of TV.
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For the next couple of days Greta did not see Scott. Later in the day once she got home, Greta changed into a nice sundress before Nick arrived.
"You look very nice honey... very pretty." Valentin commented.
"Are you saying this just because you love me?" She asked playfully.
"That too... but you truly are looking pretty." He took her into his arms. "Nick will like it."
She rolled her eyes with annoyance and said, "Why do you keep saying such things?... I already told you sweetheart, I am not going to play your games with him... Scott is enough."
"I know honey... it is just a bit erotic thinking about a black teenage boy lusting after an older, married white woman... so taboo." He said huskily and kissed her.
"So now instead of him having a crush on me... Nick is lusting after me... your thoughts are getting dirtier every day." She said with a tinge of excitement in her voice.
"Yeah... you are driving me crazy." He grinned. "What kind of panties my wife is wearing?"
"Why don't you look yourself." Saying that she turned around and bent over the living room couch. Arching her back, she stuck out her ass.
"I just love it when you do this." He said lustily and then pulled up her dress above her hips. "Damn baby... fuck... your ass looks so hot in this tanga panties... so this is what you wore for that punk, black kid." Saying that he smacked her ass a couple of times.
Greta yelped, "Aaah... No baby... I wore it for you... for you honey." She protested.
"I know... I know baby... it is just so hot thinking about you wearing it for him." He said lustily.
Greta straightened up and faced him. Taking his face lovingly in her hands, she said, "You need to get these depraved thoughts out of your mind... as you said yourself that this is just too taboo... very wrong."
"It is just naughty thoughts baby... nothing more." He reassured her.
"Are you going to come down with us to watch?" She asked.
He said playfully. "No... I like that he is spending time alone with you." Valentin really wanted them to spend time alone, get comfortable around each other. Thinking that next time he was going to watch them dance. She just rolled her eyes without saying anything. The doorbell rang and Greta let Nick in.
"Hello Mrs. Plummer... Hi Mr. Plummer." Nick greeted them.
Then Greta led him downstairs. She was feeling a little bit naughty after her conversation with Valentin. During the first session, when they danced, Greta had not tried to correct Nick as they danced at an arm's length. It was okay but they did not look very graceful.
Feeling a bit bold today, she decided to throw caution to the wind. After they had practiced a little bit, she stopped. "Nick you know you and your partner will look very stiff... ungraceful if you keep so much distance... you need to hold your partner closer and move together as one."
That is what Nick had wanted to do but was afraid of doing it just incase he offended her. He wanted to play it subtle and was very thankful that it had worked out this way.
"Oh okay... I did not think of that." Nick said innocently but his eyes twinkled with excitement.
Nick moved in closer and his hand on her waist moved to her back. Then he took her hand in his and moved it between their bodies. He could feel the swell of her breast on the back of his hand.
"Okay that is good and then one more thing the man is supposed to lead the lady... so yesterday I was leading you... but you know enough now that you should be able to lead me. I have to say you were very quick with learning the formal dance." She said.
"It is because I have such a wonderful teacher." Nick beamed at her.
They started moving to the music with Nick this time leading Greta on the dance floor. It was kind of awkward first trying to smoothly move while pressed against each other. Nick again stepped on her toes a couple of