For several moments Patti sat still with purpose.  Her eyes were interlocked with Terry's, a soft, serene smirk curling her lips up deviously at the corners whilst she afforded her husband time enough to go slip around behind his favored new plaything.  With the both of them out of sight and mind, she spoke in a quieter, throatier tone whilst her feet planted firmly.  Standing, she took a step forward so that the very beginnings of her form - namely the faces of her shapely thighs and the curves of her full, healthy breasts - brushed his youthful form ever so slightly.  Her chin was lifted, eyes set on his in an increasingly intense gaze.<em>"We can go upstairs if you like, but you'd be depriving Geoff..."</em>