It's been three years since I started living with my husband's parents, and I was living a happy life surrounded by my serious husband and kind father-in-law. The only thing that bothered me was that our sex life was short, but I couldn't tell my husband about it. That night, after our bland sex, I was sighing in the kitchen when my father-in-law came in... He had heard the creaking of the bed and could see through my frustration. Then he said he'd take responsibility and came on to me...