Episode V: Right Place at the Right Time
Rhonda realized that it was getting close to the prearranged time her and Greg had chosen to end her little party with the teenage boys.
She asked Big Brody to round up the other three and put away the gardening tools and head out before her husband got home, to which he readily agreed.
She'd tried to make it sound as if Greg didn't have any clue about the debaucherous shenanigans that had been going on at his house all day. But the gleam in the tall 18 year-old's blue eyes and his evil grin told her that he wasn't really buying it.
Her suspicion was confirmed when Brody spoke next.
"Coming home to reclaim you, is he?"
She chortled before answering.
"Jesus! All that access to free porn these days really has robbed teenagers of their innocence, hasn't it?"
"After a day like today, I'd say innocence is overrated."
Rhonda encouraged Brody to play along and to make sure that the others did also. He reassured her that they would.
"And please don't tell anyone about this. At least not any local friends. Wait till you're all off to some far away schools for that, and even then, don't tell anyone I'm a teacher, please." she quickly added.
"Oh shit! You're a teacher? I didn't know that."
Brody had been leaving the bedroom before this revelation stopped him dead in his tracks. He turned and, for maybe the hundredth time, looked Rhonda up and down lecherously.
"I've never had a teacher that looked like you." he declared appreciatively.
She was still buck naked save for the various fluids that were drying on her bare skin. It was actually her intention to stay that way until her husband got home. And not just for him.
While she really didn't want the four boys who'd just gang banged her to brag all over town about it, she also didn't want them to forget about it, so she was determined to see them off in her birthday suit. Rhonda felt it would be a fitting bon voyage.
"Well, you might have looked at me differently when you were in third grade." she said.
Then she slapped his solidly muscled ass to move him along.
The large boy, fully a foot and a half taller than her, disagreed with her position but headed out of the bedroom without further delay.
Once the boys had tended to the gardening equipment, they all met in the foyer of the big house before leaving. Rhonda again found herself nude and surrounded by the fully dressed guys. In spite of her exhaustion, this still turned her on.
Wholly by accident, she said her goodbyes to each of them in the same order that they had penetrated her.
Little Alex was the first. Rhonda wrapped her arms around his slight shoulders, only an inch or two above her own, and kissed him warmly. The sweet young man thanked her before stepping towards the door.
Then came Kip, who got himself two handfuls of her generous butt cheeks during his hug and kiss. She took another opportunity to stroke the dark stubble of his buzz cut in return.
Next up was the ever enthusiastic Steve with his long mop of surfer, blond hair. Handsy as always, although it seemed his fixation with her ass had been satiated as he mainly occupied himself with her E cups before, during, and after their kiss.
"I've got to tell you something." Steve said seriously, while he still held each of her breasts in each of his hands.
"Yes, dear." she coaxed.
"I am like so totally and completely in love with you. And I mean that in the dirtiest and cheapest way possible. I'm going to be jerking it while I think about you for the rest of my life, or at least until my memory goes or I can't get it up anymore."
Rhonda and the other boys all laughed.
"You know," she began, "in a weird way, that's one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me."
Finally it was Big Brody's turn. He bent down and grabbed two big handfuls of milf cheeks himself, but he used them to lift Rhonda up to almost eye level with him.
She squeaked like a teenage girl on her way up and then put her arms around his corded neck. They kissed warmly and when their lips parted, Brody nuzzled his face next to her ear and whispered.
"I would ask if I'll ever see you again, but I can guess the answer."
Rhonda, her bare feet dangling over a foot off the floor, patted the side of the young man's face before whispering back.
"I don't think that's how this works but who's to say for sure."
Brody pulled his head back and gave her another peck on the lips before depositing her lightly back onto the floor.
One of the guys opened her big, wooden front door and they began to file out. Rhonda followed them to the stoop just outside.
Her nearest neighbor was almost a mile away behind a stand of trees and the road her house sat on, while public, was sparsely traveled. Still, it was yet another thrill to be standing in her driveway nude and in broad daylight waving bye to the four 18 year-olds who'd just fucked her literally senseless.
The boys all took long lingering glances back at her while climbing into their car, just as she had expected. Rhonda sincerely hoped that she'd filled their spank banks good and full. Once they had pulled out onto the road and slowly drove away, she went back inside and waited for Greg, her husband, to return.
She didn't have to wait long. Not 15 minutes later, Greg strolled into their bedroom to find her, still naked of course, laying in the middle of their marital bed. The sheets were rumpled and damp yet.
Greg was the first to speak.
"Whoa. It smells like an orgy in here. Or, at least what I imagine one would smell like."
Rhonda only smiled in reply.
He surveyed his wife's body.
Her hair was bedraggled as if she'd just woken up from a long night of active dreams. Both of her large breasts sported faint but obvious bruises from pinching fingers and biting teeth. Her knees were slightly skinned and dried, flaky cum was clearly visible all around her upper thighs and matted into the tight patch of her dark pubic hair.
"So," he continued, "what exactly have you been up to today?"
