The first time I ever met my wife was a brief encounter in law school. A friend of mine knew her, and one day while I was with him we stopped and talked to her and her friend. Perhaps a total of 10 minutes.
The next night, we were at a popular hangout and she and her friend showed up. We all sat at this table for 4 and started drinking some beer. She was wearing a nice sweater that showed the shape and size of her tits nicely, and longish skirt with some boots.
About 10-15 minutes into the conversation, she leans back in her chair a bit and then stretches her leg across my lap. Even I am not so obtuse as to miss that kind of invitation, and so I started groping her under the table. I eventually got as high up her leg as I could without making it plainly obvious what was going on under the table. But I got some good groping in for a while before things broke up. The group dynamics worked so that I couldn't close the deal that night, but two days later she invited me over to her place before we ever had a date and I closed then.
The only other groping incidents were with women I was already with, which doesn't seem to be within the spirit of the thread.
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