One night, after Boudreaux and Marie had retired for the night, Marie became aware that her husband Boudreaux was touching her in a most unusual manner. He started by running his hand across her shoulders and the small of her back. He ran his hand over her breasts, touching them very lightly. Then, he proceeded to run his hand gently down her side, sliding his hand over her stomach, and then down the other side to a point below her waist.
"Mais yea." moaned Marie.
Boudreaux continued on, gently feeling Marie's hips, first one side and the other. His hand ran further down the outside of her thighs. His gentle probing then started up the inside of her left thigh, stopped and the returned to do the same to her right thigh. By this time Marie was becoming more aroused and she squirmed a little to better position herself. . Boudreaux stopped abruptly and rolled over to his side of the bed.
Why you stoppin' cher?" Marie whispered.
Boudreaux whispered back, "I found da remote."
