...you gotta 'set the table': a long, relaxing dining experience, plenty of meaningful conversation, good manners, defferential treatment. Maybe a tad too much wine for her.
Then you make up the excuse to go for a nice walk in the refreshing early fall air to shake off the wine. You've checked the calender; it's a full moon. Coincidently, her coat was left at the coat check, you offer yours.
You brush hands as you stride in time; together. Sparks fly, (if not, rub your slacks real vigorously when she's looking away). Then you take her hand, gently, firmly and gaze into her eyes. 'Maybe we should go?' You offer, suggestively but not to aggressive.
Back to your pad and an innocent suggestion of a night cap. A wink and a nod.
15 minutes later, the plastic sheets are spread on the floor, you're clasping the last leather restraint on her wrist and the 55 gallon drum of body oil is just about warmed enough. You set down the shower nozzle that runs from the drum and you step up to her and say "Oh, yeah...
4 hours later over coffee and cigarettes, you may have to remind her that you did, in fact, kiss first. Then, you hit her up for $50 for the electric bill toss her in a cab and TIVO!!!! Monday night football!
Works like a charm.