SAYING GOODBYE
Mum said proudly, "Well, Judy, you have served us well for your contracted six months, so you have earned your release. All pet conditions are now satisfied. Watch while I delete all of your videos, as we agreed."
Mum picked up the remote control for the TV, connected it to the media server, pulled up the folder containing all of the videos we had taken with Judy in them and deleted the folder.
"Thank you," Judy replied. "It has been an honour and a pleasure to serve your family."
Ellen went over to her and gave Judy a big hug and said, "You have been so wonderful. We'll miss you."
"Aw, I'll miss you too, Ellen. You've been so good to me. I loved being your pet."
Mum then said, "Of course, Judy, you are always welcome back as a visitor. We'd like that."
"Oh, I didn't expect that. I think I'd like to, after a while, to readjust to not being your pet." Judy kissed Mum, then me, then my sister Ellen. She said, "Goodbye, all," and left via the pet dressing room for the last time.
Ellen piped up, "Wow, we're without a pet now. Whatever will we do?"
I replied, "Well, we still have each other, of course, silly."
Mum said, "Yes, it's not like we're desperate without a pet. After all, pets are here for only a few hours a week. I've had my feelers out for a new pet, so it might not take too long to find our next one."
"I've always been satisfied with your choices, Mum," I said. "Hey, when is the new chair coming?"
"It should be here soon."
"Cool, I can't wait!" exclaimed Ellen.
FINDING A NEW PET
The next day, Mum came home and called us into the lounge room. "Girls, I think I've found our next pet," she said excitedly. We squealed and asked her for details.
"I met Julie at the gym a few weeks ago and admired her gorgeous, fit body and pretty face. I smiled at her a lot and then introduced myself. We talked a bit while on the treadmills next to each other.
"When we went to the showers together, I had to stare at her and grin. She smiled back. I was soaping myself, so I was bold and started rubbing my breasts. When she kept looking, I got audacious and pulled my nipples into hardness.
"She gasped and got embarrassed and looked away, but I could tell she liked it, so I figured she was lesbian, or at least curious."
"Wow, that's hot, Mum," Ellen said.
"Yes. She turned me on so much, I went to the toilet after I had dried off and rubbed my pussy and came."
I asked, "So did you see her again?"
"Oh yes, I've seen her several times since. I kept talking with her and flirting, although not as outrageously as the first shower time. Yesterday, I asked her for lunch. She told me she couldn't because she is a senior manager for a big IT services firm, but she agreed to meet me after work for a drink.
"I got there before she did, and was sipping my gin and tonic, when I saw her come in, looking very professional and still gorgeous. She collapsed into the chair next to me. 'Hard day?' I asked.
"'Oh, just the usual mania, Yvonne.' She flagged down the server, a cute young woman, and ordered a double scotch.
"'I see,' I said. The server came back, and I got a good look down her cleavage as she set down Julie's drink. 'She's nice looking,' I said to Julie after she walked away.
"'Yes, I suppose,' Julie replied, sounding tired.
"We talked for a while, and after Julie had drunk a second double scotch, she relaxed. I put my hand on hers, and I told her that I thought she was beautiful. She smiled and said, 'I think you are too.' I squeezed her hand while looking at her, and she squeezed it back.
"I said, 'I'd like to go out with you sometime if you're not attached. Would you like that?'
"Julie hesitated a moment and then said, 'Yes, I'd like that very much.'
"So we decided to go out this Saturday night. I hope the chair arrives before then." We all giggled, knowing what that meant.
THE CHAIR
As it turned out, the chair arrived the next morning. We had the two delivery guys carry it downstairs to our basement, put it where we wanted it and unpack it. They cursed and swore because it was bulky and heavy, but they did it. Mum tipped them well for their trouble.
The basement is nicely decorated, with a large screen TV on the wall opposite the new chair and a sofa next to the chair, also facing the TV. At the other end of the room, there is a breakfast table and four chairs.
I found the manual and read it cover-to-cover several times. I spent a good hour connecting and configuring it, and I tried all of the features, with Ellen as my guinea pig. There were a few adjustments to make, but we were delighted to have it now.
Now to test it on Mum. We called her down and told her to sit in the chair. The seat of the chair is narrow in its starting position, so the person sitting in it naturally puts their arms upon the arms of the chair, which Mum did. I tested the features on her, and as with Ellen, they worked just as advertised.
"Oh, Mum. This is going to be so fantastic. So much easier to use, and with the direct video feeds, so much better quality," I said.
Mum replied, "Yes, I think this will be well worth the investment. Now can you release me, please?"
I looked at Ellen and asked, "Do you think I should?" Mum glared at me. "Just kidding, Mum," I giggled as I pressed the release button on the remote control.
Mum stood up and said, "This will be wonderful!" Ellen and I nodded in agreement.
Over the next few days, Ellen and I played with our new toy, testing to make sure it would work when the time comes. We played cum denial games, taking turns teasing each other to the edge, keeping the other there for a long time, until finally relenting and giving the other a massive cum.
BAITING THE TRAP
Finally, Saturday came around, and we teased Mum about her first date with Julie. "Now, Mum, you have to make sure she comes home with you and spends the night, so dress sluttily," I said.
"Oh, Fran, I'm not a slut!" Mum replied. Ellen and I just stared at her until all three of us burst out laughing. "Okay, I am, but I don't like to look like one."
We argued about her outfits and decided on a longish skirt with a slit up one side to show a peek of her leg when she walked. For the top, a lovely silk blouse with deep cleavage, and a covering jacket to look more demure, until it came off, of course.
Now for the perfume - Seduction, of course. It always seems to work, well it does on me anyway. Whenever Mum sprays it on herself, I want to throw her down on the bed and have my way with her. Ah, but she's not mine tonight.
"Be back before midnight," I admonished Mum cheekily as she walked out the door.
"Hopefully, well before that, if I'm lucky," she answered.
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