DH and I were once invited out to dinner by someone I worked with. It was an intimate setting with candles and a piano and couches where you drank your after dinner coffee.
They made a point of separating us, me and the man by the bar, colleague and DH sat on a couch and both employed their best flirting techniques.
We couldn’t get away fast enough.
Afterwards I learned it was some they did to spice up their relationship. They had other fantasies they acted out too, like him hitting on her in public places where they hoped a gallant rescuer would come to her aid.
Fantasies I don’t mind. It was the involving other people that was truly vile.