One day, my father-in-law suddenly showed up at our happy home with just my husband and me. Having gone through five marriages and divorces, my husband and his father were estranged, but he became a live-in guest until my husband's job was secured. A few days into living with my father-in-law, I gradually found myself losing control of the household dynamics, and even my frustrations were seen right through. Then, as if reading my mind, he exposed his swollen crotch while supposedly asleep. Unable to resist my instincts, I gave in to self-pleasure right there. As if he had been waiting, my father-in-law sat up from the futon…
