Late one evening, a couple had settled into bed for the night. The woman soon noticed that her husband was touching her in an unusual manner.
Starting with a gentle sweep across her shoulders and the small of her back, his hand moved over her breasts with feather-light touches. He continued, running his hand down her side, gliding over her stomach, and then down the other side below her waist.
He explored further, tracing the contours of her hips, first one side and then the other. His hand ventured down the outside of her thighs and delicately began moving up the inside of her left thigh, pausing before retracing the same path on her right thigh.
Feeling a growing sense of excitement, the woman squirmed a little to get more comfortable. Suddenly, the man stopped abruptly and rolled over to his side of the bed.
“Why are you stopping, darling?” she whispered eagerly.
He whispered back, “I found the remote!”
