Tell Mary to leave

You decide to tell Mary to leave since having her there would only do one of two things or both, she'll either slow things down or distract you. You turn to Mary who is smiling at you bashfully and looking at her mother's glazed over eyes staring blankly ahead. You smile at Mary, "Sweetie you look tired why don't you go up stairs and take nap?"

As on cue Mary's smile fades and she yawns, "I'm sleepy I'm going upstairs to take a nap. Good night mother." She waves and then kisses you on the cheek. "Do you want to join?" She then asked seductively.

"Take your nap." You order eying her fit body. You wish you could join her but you have more pressing things at hand.

"Off I go." Mary finally says and leaves the room. You watch her as she leaves before turning you attention back to Ms. Branson, who was still seated, looking ahead, unaware of what was happening around her. You could see through the glaze of her eyes that she is almost completely under your control.

"Let's see, where were we?" You ask no one in particular, looking the MILF up and down. "Oh yes, you are going to show me a good time while I visit."

"Yes..." The redhead answered in a monotone voice.