Went to a very posh dinner in London once with members of the Medical profession, Barrister and Civil servants.
The woman next to me was very attractive, full lips, half exposed delightful breasts and she responded when i slipped my hand underneath the table and onto her knee. She responded by gently parting her knee, allowing my hand entry to her thigh. As the evening wore on, my hand explored higher and higher until i had in the palm of my hand an erect penis.
At that point she/ he leaned over to my ear and whispered:
"Caruthers MI5"