" Yes she is," said Greta. "Now you play sweetie. Mable will help putyour dollhouse together and we'll be in the kitchen having coffee." Good idea mom..." said Darlene annoyed kissing his forehead. "Be back ina few honey."He was suddenly thrust into putting together a doll house and dressinghis doll as Mable played with him. He couldn't believe how many littleparts and items there were, as he found himself putting on stickers andsetting up furniture."I'd love to kill my mother," snarled Darlene. I was trying to be really quiet, because there were other women in the rest room. But I had to push fairly hard to get it all the way in and I did gasp as it finally shot home. My pussy was soaking wet and when I pulled my jeans up I could feel the dampness through them. The jeans held the plug in place. I was really glad I had the shopping cart to hold on to, because there would have been no way I could have walked straight with that plug in. I had to lean pretty hard on the cart. It. I had turned off the TV so all was quiet until I heard the faint but unmistakable sounds of sex at the opposite end of the house, Ben must be getting a bit I though, that movie must have turned Hannah on, too bad it had done nothing for Carrie as she had just given me a quick peck on the cheek and said "see you in the morning".A minute or so later I heard some murmuring then all was quiet again. A couple of minutes I heard a door open and heavy footsteps coming up the hallway, Hannah walked. "Honey, you're barking up the wrong tree, there! Lisa and I have an open marriage. We can have whomever we wish. We just don't hide it from each other. So, buy something or get out! There's the door!" I literally started to escort Monica out of the shop."Prove it, then!" Monica challenged me, much to my surprise."Prove what?" I asked her directly."Prove that you're in an open marriage. Fuck me. Grab me, bend me over that counter, and fuck me in full view of your wife and your staff!" Monica.