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Z3: Chapter 3: Halloween

Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, Consensual Sex, Author: ZeeMurphy, Rating: 91.3, Source: sexstories.com

guests and valet parking cars for folks that had driven themselves. The guy in charge didn’t look thrilled as Zee coasted to a stop in front of him and flipped up his faceplate. “Names?” His voice was dry like sandpaper. “Zee Murphy and Madison Hall.” Zee had to raise his voice to be heard above the crowd. “ID?” The tone of his voice said he wasn’t willing to take any shit. Sighing, Zee reached into his sweats for his wallet. Madison had to open up the saddlebag and get hers out of her duffel. He took his sweet time looking them over, just daring them to be fakes. “Very well. Your names have been ticked off.” He did so, with a flourish. “You’ll need to show ID again if you leave and return to the manor grounds.” Zee rolled his eyes behind his faceplate. “You’ll have to have your motorcyle parked, sir. All valet parking is being done around the side, and you’ll just leave your keys with the attendant. If you’ll …” Zee muttered, “Screw that” and goosed the engine, moving quickly but carefully around past sandpaper voice and down the drive. He heard the jerk yelling behind him, and Madison’s amused laughter, as he cut down across the lawn, following the ruts in the earth. It was easy to find a good place to park, out of the way of the other cars but still in the protective embrace of the side area. They both slid off the bike and stowed their helmets, Zee triumphantly tossing his keys in the air before sliding them back into his pocket. When he turned to Madison she was ... grinning like a madwoman. “What?” He asked, looking fake-startled. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing.” She responded. “Just … looking forward to tonight.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her and started up towards the house. She caught up to him, slapping him on the ass as she did so. He threw his arm around her as they carried their bags and such onto the walk into the back. The chaos was less pronounced out back, but it was still chaos. Here, the chaos came from the sheer amount of movement. Waiters scurried across the enormous multi-level deck that extended out of the back of the house. Tables of food were still being assembled, and drink stations set up. Early bird teens in costumes wandered the deck, getting their hands slapped if they so much as looked towards the tables funny. Zee and Madison walked to the handrail at the edge of the upper level, and looked down into a bowl of wealth. The decks led down to a small amphitheatre. There looked to be bench seating for the venue, but it had all been pushed off to the side, turning the place into an enormous dance floor. On stage a DJ was setting up, and the sound of his audio checks just added to the madness. A pool, multi-tiered like the deck, led off deeper into the grounds beyond the amphitheatre. Zee stopped counting hot tubs at five, and he thought he saw hints of other spaces off to the left and right. He turned to look at Madison, and he guessed they both wore the same expression of impressed and dismayed. “I guess we should change.” He ...