After at least 55 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 on her neck, then caressed her shoulders and began moving down past the small of her back. Slowly, he moved his hand over her breasts stopping just over her lower stomach. He proceeded to place his hand on her left inner arm, caressing past the side of her breast again working down her side, passing gently over her buttocks and down her leg to her calf. Then he stopped, rolled over, and was silent.
Aroused by this caressing, she asked in a lovely voice,
'Honey, that was wonderful. Why did you stop?'
He replied, 'I found the remote.