Ok..I can't help it...I gotta tell this on myself.

It's been a few years ago now. We were planning to go to the area Ren Fair. It occured to my wife that an old-fashioned dress she had might be adapted to pass as a simple renaissance period custume, if we could find the right extra touch. So we take a look at bustiers in Victoria's Secret. She goes in the dressing room to try one on. It has fasteners all down the back. She speaks up, "could someone come in to help me try this?" A clerk looks at me and says I can go in there with her. So we're in there together, in a partial-door dressing stall, with me helping her get the thing on and off of 'em. I guess it was something about the "getting away with something" feeling; never been more turned on in my life; she about had to knee me in the cajones to keep me from doing something to get us "busted".