After 45 years of marriage, a couple was lying in bed one evening, when the wife felt her husband fondling her in ways he hadn’t in some time.
It almost tickled as his fingers started at her neck, then caressed her shoulders and began moving down past the small of her back. Slowly he worked his hand over her breasts, stopping just over her lower stomach. He then proceeded to place his hand on her left inner arm, caressed past the side of her breast again, working down her side, passing gently over her buttock and down her leg to her calf. Proceeding up her inner thigh, he stopped at the uppermost portion of her leg. He continued in the same manner on her right side, then suddenly stopped, rolled over and became silent.
Aroused by this caressing, she asked in a loving voice, 'Honey, that was wonderful. Why did you stop?'
'I found the remote.'
*Thanks, Daryn
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