A few years ago, it was at my father-in-law's memorial service. It ended without a hitch, and my mother-in-law, who was getting changed, called my wife. She had left her seat, so I went to her instead, and found my mother-in-law struggling with the zipper of her mourning clothes, which was tight. So I pulled down the zipper, and her clothes came off in one go, leaving her in her underwear. I was captivated by her good figure and her white, translucent skin, and from that day on, I couldn't get my mother-in-law out of my head. And this time, although it was a day trip, my wife and I headed to her parents' house. I was excited to see my mother-in-law after a long time. After the business was over, I was looking at my mother-in-law with a secret thought, but my wife suddenly said she was going to stay the night and come back. That night, I couldn't sleep, so I was drinking in the living room. Then my mother-in-law came and started drinking with me. My mother-in-law's beauty had not changed, and she smelled good. As the alcohol progressed, I was excited by the various places exposed from my drunk mother-in-law's negligee, and I could no longer suppress the swelling in my crotch. Suddenly our eyes met. I held my mother-in-law's hand. She held it back, and we looked at each other. I kissed her. She accepted. And we made love quietly and passionately.