Mother-in-law, wife, and I—living together like this has already been going on for quite some time. My mother-in-law always looks out for me, making my life comfortable and carefree. Today, she unusually prepared a homemade dinner, and I got a little too excited—earning my wife's anger. Back in the bedroom, I apologized, but she refused to forgive me, leaving me no choice but to stay in the living room. Then, my mother-in-law approached me with a worried look and I ended up confessing that it had been a full year since I'd last had sex. Startled, she grabbed my arm, tearfully whispered "I'm sorry, my daughter," then gently kissed me. From that moment on, my heart began to shift from my wife to my mother-in-law.