Could you turn on the air conditioning?

"Could you turn on the air conditioning?" she asked. "It's rather hot in here."

John shook his head, hoping Wendy didn't catch him lying. "It's broken. I've asked for some repairs, but nobody has replied."

Wendy nodded. She set her book aside and began unbuttoning her blouse. "Then you won't mind if I cool myself a little."

John grinned, definitely not minding. She unbuttoned her blouse one by one, exposing her skin bit by bit. She didn't take it off, but left it unbuttoned, exposing her bra clad chest.

She picked up her book again, smiling slightly. John sat down beside her and resumed assisting her. He placed his hand gently on her shoulder. She didn't seem to notice.

He was about to kiss her, when she shrugged her blouse off, letting it fall to the bed.

"John, would you mind if..."