Unable to resist my stepfather's advances... One day, while doing housework, the phone suddenly rang. Answering it, I heard my stepfather ask, "Chisato, do you like red roses?" Unsure of what he meant, I simply replied, "Yes..." and he immediately hung up. Moments later, the doorbell rang. Opening the door, I found my stepfather standing there holding red roses. "Sorry to surprise you, Chisato. This is a small token of appreciation from someone who'll be staying with you for a while," he said, explaining he'd been kicked out by my stepmother after an argument. From then on, life began with my stepfather, my husband, and me. During the day while my husband was at work, I was left alone with my stepfather. As I went about my chores, he stared at me like a predator eyeing its prey, and I felt like a frog caught in a snake's gaze. "Chisato... you made such lewd sounds last night... will you grant an old man his final wish?" he whispered, inching closer. "Your husband is my son—his wife is my daughter. Chisato, you belong to me!" With that, he forced his tongue into my mouth. After we became intimate, I became completely addicted to my stepfather's allure. The taboo thrill awakened my deepest feminine desires, driving me into an uncontrollable spiral of lust.