My husband on the other side of the table could not see it was dark and my body and the table blocked the view. He took the hint and turned his palm so the it cupped my **. So one time I leaned back a little further and stayed the so his hand stayed pressed on my ** as a suggestion. I was still a bit ** and the alcohol making me feel playful. He was a gentleman and would move slightly away. When I would lean back a little, my ** cheek would press against his hand. There was a guy right behind me just standing there watching people dance. I was standing facing the table with my hubby on the other side. We had been dancing and were getting pretty hot so we grabbed a drink and found a spot standing at a high top table along the wall. This particular night, it had made me a bit **. As usually, a number of guys had 'accidentally' rubbed my **. There were so many people on the dance floor that it was impossible not to rub against people. The bar we were at was packed, and I was wearing short black skirts. At the time, I had been married for a little over 5 years.
