This is the 6th story in the series. While not required, I do recommend reading them in order.
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It had been a couple of weeks since Lisa treated me to that threesome. The more I thought about it, the more I enjoyed it. Now, I was looking forward to the next one. Mistress said it would be two girls this time rather than with another guy. I couldn't wait for our next session. In the mean time, she had been texting me and sending me pictures to jerk off with. A few days ago, she texted me and told me that I wasn't permitted to cum until she was with me. In the same text, she instructed me to still edge myself every night using the pictures she'd sent to me. Last night was no exception. I had actually played with myself for nearly an hour and completely soaked my boxers while starting at her picture. She's my mothers age, average build with nice breasts. The latest picture was of her topless, showing her hard nipples and clean shaven armpits. I was so turned on that it was actually difficult to sleep. My only hope is that I'd be requested for more chores soon.
"Come on down, breakfast is ready." My mom yelled to me. I was starving and this helped to keep my mind off of Lisa. Barely.
As I was eating moms freshly made sausage gravy and biscuits, she mentioned having talked to Lisa this morning.
"I know you probably had plans but Lisa asked if you could go help her with another issue today. She told me that you've been doing great work over there and that she didn't want to bother you again. She knows that you have other things you'd rather be doing but could you go over there again today?" Mother begged.
"Sure." I replied. Truth was, I've been looking forward to this for nearly two weeks. Hopefully this time was my turn to get a threesome they way she promised.
"Great. I'll run you over because I have some errands to run anyway. Lisa said that she needed help with putting together some new furniture. It shouldn't take long and I don't have much running to do." Mom said.
That made me a bit nervous knowing how my last encounters have played out. I'm sure Lisa would have a plan if mom wasn't going to take long enough shopping, or whatever she had to do.
Later, mom was ready to leave and I hurried up to get to the car. "Do you need any tools? I'd get some from the garage if I were you. I'm not sure Lisa has any." Mom mentioned.
I went back into that garage to gather some tools that I knew I wouldn't need.
On the way over, I had to do everything I could to not think about mistress. The last thing I needed was to have a raging hard-on with my mom sitting next to me.
As we pulled up to Lisa's house, mom yelled out to her and asked if it be alright to hang out a bit after she got done with her errands.
"Sure! We can watch this young man struggle with his chores while we have some wine!" She laughed.
"It's a date then! Haha." Mom laughed.
As I walked up to Mistress's porch, she told me, "the furniture I need help with is in my room."
I got really excited and tried to not show it. The thought of another woman already in her room waiting on the threesome she promised was nearly more than I could handle.
Once I got to mistress's room, I saw that there was indeed furniture to be assembled. A shelving unit to be exact. Honestly, I was a bit saddened to see that there was actually work to do. I decided that I had better get to working on it. Everything was almost unboxed when mistress walked in wearing only a lacy set of lingerie. Mistress Lisa is my mother's age, average build with decently sized breasts. 36C if we are bing picky on details. She had some slight stretch marks on her but Lisa made it look good.
