"I love you, Mother-in-law..." I said, though she was my wife's mother. Reiko Tono, my mother-in-law, was radiant and sensual despite being close to her sixtieth birthday, her charm impossible to ignore. One morning, I was woken by her and, mistaking her for my wife, accidentally touched her breasts. In that instant, I lost control and hungrily groped her chest. After that, I couldn't help but focus on her constantly. Whenever my father-in-law was away, we gave in to our desires, craving each other's bodies. My feelings for my mother-in-law remain unchanged—deep in my heart, I still adore her.