"Oh absolutely. If it's going to be dull and repetitive I don't exactly see the point in doing it at all, really, do you?" This time she leaned forward and kissed him earnestly, her hands settling on the back of his neck as the kiss lengthened. She could already feel her dress pulling up from his hands moving along her back - who knew how quickly she'd be out of it at this rate. Not that she minded; it was mostly why she'd worn something so simple in the first place.
When she pulled back this time it was for air more than anything else. Marietta pressed her palms against his chest and looked into his face. "Well Roger, what would you like to do next?"