**Upstairs**<br/><br/>Gary groaned in frustration, shifting on his back as his wife lay on him. His groin was hard and throbbing, he was more than ready to go. But, she was still playing her games, the little minx. He was about to say something, but then he had an idea. He snickered, very quietly. "Round two then, my dear."<br/><br/>He reached downward with a free hand, and, with an exploring finger, tested Charity's intimate parts. Just one finger, gently pressing against her clit, and then, slowly, tauntingly, pushing in, and then out. "Well well..." He murmured at the quiet, wet noises, grinning cheekily. Two could play at her game. And there were few people as good as Gary at taunting, when he put his mind to it.