She'd get out of the shower, for example, and even though it was the crack o' dawn and she was in a rush for work, I'd still give out with an "oooo" or an "ahhhh" and find some excuse to "accidentally" brush up against her or gently glom onto a handy bit of her exterior, that sort of thing.
When H did that it felt like ogling and groping to me...well, I know our dynamic was jacked up in other areas so it carried over but the delivery was awkward too.
