After my husband's mother passed away, I couldn't bear to see my lonely father-in-law living all by himself, so I decided to move in with him. Ever since the beginning of my marriage, I'd always felt uneasy around him, sensing something off between us. Still, seeing his isolation, I couldn't bring myself to refuse and ended up living under the same roof. One day, my father-in-law offered me a drink. As I started drinking, my body grew hot and my consciousness began to blur. Watching me, he placed his hand on my shoulder, pulled me into an embrace, and began touching my body. Overcome by that warmth, my heart wavered—and I ended up having sex with my father-in-law.