Boob brush
I was sitting next to a woman at a computer conference. We knew each other because I had interviewed her at the company I used to work for. We chatted a bit and then were quiet while the main speaker gave his talk. The chairs were the metal fold-up kind and were positioned right next to each other. At some point she reached over to grab a flyer and her boob rubbed slightly against my arm. No biggie. A few minutes later it happened again. She was probably a C-cup and it got my attention. After it happened a third time I was all in, and planned on taking care of her needs later than evening. Unfortunately (or fortunately, since I was married) a coworker saw what was happening and broke us up at the conference party that evening. I did see this woman at a computer show a couple years later and I could tell she recognized me, but I played dumb and walked away. It's amazing what erotic control over men women have if they decide to use it.
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