Again, yes

"God yes." Sam spurts out, before suddenly stopping. "I mean, um, yes, yes please."

Emma giggles a little, once more pulling her bra aside and giving Sam another flash of nipple as she removes the cigarettes again, lighting another and handing it across to Sam.

Trying to keep his eyes focused on the road, Sam keeps casting sideways looks at the woman beside him, her cigarettes now sat on the dashboard, her shirt still hanging wide open.

"Turn left here." Emma suddenly stops his thoughts and he turns the car in the indicated direction, "and please don't forget, not a word about the cigarettes to my husband."

"Um.... yeah, of course." Sam says slowly.

Emma takes another drag of her cigarette before glancing back at Sam. "Seriously, you need to promise me."