"Who says that they're more important than your wife~? Hm~? Some general who does nothing but sit and plot while real, honest men do his work for him~?" She kept her movements slow, her thumb running along the underside.
"Oh yes~ with a loving husband and a good home~ happily servicing him as he pleases~" She could tell he was close to snapping; whether it meant he bagged for her or took from her depended on how badly he needed her attention.