Here it is, the final in this series. I'm not sure where things will go from here but there will be a delay for I publish any more stories. There are some other stories, other projects that are waiting for me to write and publish. Once they have been done, I might come back to Literotica and see about writing some more here.
In the meantime, enjoy my stories. I hope you can but they don't seem to have been as well-received as I had hoped.
Anne.
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Returning to the House.
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It was well after midnight, the party was beginning to break up. Since it had been much more fucking than drinking, many of the guests had decided not to stay the night. Joseph and Lizamoa decided to do the same.
It was a bit amusing finding discarded clothing all over the deck and lounge and they began sorting out who owned what. Finally, they got it all sorted and had everyone dressed in what they arrived in.
At the door, Joseph gave Sharon a very tight passionate hug to thank her for a great party, or so he insisted it was. Lizamoa noticed how tightly they held each other, how her husband's hand had reached down to grip a sexy arse too. Sexy!
'Why does he have to do that with every woman he meets?' Lizamoa thought. But then 'every woman' did seem to like it or at the very least, didn't complain.
"Do you want some of that?" Steve whispered in her ear as he pulled Lizamoa around towards him. She got the full-service hug too. Her breasts pulled tightly against his chest, his strong hand pulling up her short skirt and gripping her arse, his thigh pressed hard against her pussy mound while her thigh was rubbing against his cock.
When they pulled apart, she was a bit breathless.
"For a moment I thought the orgy was about to start again," Lizamoa laughed.
"That could be arranged," Steve replied.
"I bet, naughty boy but we've got to get home, otherwise we won't."
"You don't need to," Steve grinned. "I can help you find a bed."
She laughed at that as she gave his arse a hard slap.
"And I'm sure you'd be in it too."
"Of course."
She laughed again.
"Another time, Steve. I'm going to hold you to that."
At the same time, she reached down to give his cock a quick squeeze.
"I expect you to," he replied.
After she gave Sharon a quick hug of thanks, Lizamoa followed her husband out the door.
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As they approached the car, Joseph said, "You'll have to drive. I've had too much. Well over the limit."
Lizamoa hadn't thought of that. "I can't," she replied in shock.
After all these years in New Zealand, she had finally been taking lessons and only recently got her license. She was still unsure about driving in the city at night.
"It's 2am. No one around. You'll be fine," Joseph reassured her. "I'll talk you through it."
Lizamoa was still reluctant but she agreed.
Once in the driver's seat, she discovered this car was different from her car. Then she remembered, this was Sabeena's car which Joseph had taken that evening as a joke. Now she had to drive it, a strange car in the middle of the night. For a moment she wondered if she should have taken Steve up on his offer. Another round of sex with him seemed a much better prospect to driving home like this. But she knew Joseph was worried about their daughter Sabeena. He wanted to get home to see she was Ok.
Joseph was patient with her. Like in a driving lesson, he took her through where everything was and she started the car. Gently backing out she was soon on their way home.
"Now, we'll take a back way, keep you out of any traffic through New Lynn."
With Joseph guiding her, she drove from One Tree Hill, through Hillsborough and onto Blockhouse Bay. Things were going well, hardly any traffic. It seemed the best way to go and she was feeling much more confident now.
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They came around the corner onto Godley Road to take them up through Green Bay. Suddenly, there were lots of flashing lights ahead.
"It's either a car crash or traffic stop," Joseph told her. "You've had hardly anything to drink over the past few hours so you'll be fine."
"But Joseph..."
"You're a smart woman Liz. You've got this."
She smiled at that, pleased with his confidence in her driving. But she was still a bit concerned about what was going on up ahead as she had a few drinks earlier in the evening before dinner. While it was hours ago, could there still be alcohol in her body?
It turned out it was a drink driving traffic stop. As they waited in line for their turn, Lizamoa said, "Lucky you aren't driving.
"Yeah," he replied. "I'd be way over."
Lizamoa moved forward and an officer approached the window.
"Is this your car?"
"No, our daughter's. We borrowed it for the evening."
"Could you give me the full name, address and phone number of the registered owner please?" the officer asked.
When Lizamoa gave Sabeena's full details, another officer was checking it against the number plate. Soon he gave a quick nod.
"Been drinking tonight?" the first officer asked.
"No officer. I gave it all to him."
The officer quickly flashed his light over to Joseph before returning to Lizamoa.
"Speak into this, please. Give me your full name and address."
She did as he asked. He quickly looked at the tester. "That's a pass," he said. "Have a good night."
As Lizamoa pulled away she smiled over at Joseph for a moment. "Never done that before. It's a bit scary."
"You were fine. You only had that wine at dinner. Hours ago."
"Does it measure how much cum I've had?" she grinned back at him.
Joseph laughed. "I hope not. You'd be in trouble if it did. Way over!"
That had them both laughing as Lizamoa drove up through Titirangi. Now almost home.
