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Originally Posted by driftwood3791
A year ago, I was in to see my doctor for a routine visit. He had a temporary nurse on loan from another doctor that day. She was an older lady, rather bubbly and engaging. A lovely lady through and through. She needed to take my blood pressure, so she had me sit at a small desk (perhaps 1/2 metre square) that they often use for blood draws. She sat opposite of me, and had me extend my arm out across the small desk towards her. As she leaned forward to wrap the cuff around me arm, her breast pressed against my hand. I didn't move, for fear she'd notice and accuse me of harassment. But she didn't lean away, but instead kept bubbling away all cheerful like. She seemed particularly amused that my b.p. was so high, excusing it as understandable due to "new circumstances".
She had lovely B-cups and a thick padded bra underneath, discerned from what I could feel without actively groping her. It was only afterwards that it all sunk in mentally.
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For a few years as a teenager I went to a family hairdresser shop with 3 - 4 mid 20's female hairdressers. Good looking gals. At the time, I was aware that they would routinely press boobs and crotches onto a hand or shoulder while they cut my hair. Naïve young me just took it as a hairdresser doing her job. In hindsight, I have of course realized it was all deliberate, and in that great category of 'plausible deniability'.