Mother-in-law, wife, and me. The three of us live together. My wife is close to giving birth and has been admitted to the hospital today. In a rush, we finish her preparations and head to the hospital together. After my wife is settled, it's just my mother-in-law and me returning home. Calm as ever, she contrasts my restless mood. She starts preparing drinks for the evening, and we decide to have a few together. Oblivious to my anxiety, she drinks comfortably, enjoying herself. When I mention feeling like I'm doing something wrong, she laughs and says, "Let's do something even more forbidden." I confess I'm genuinely worried—we haven't been intimate since she got pregnant. Then she leans in and says, "I haven't had a man since my husband passed," before pushing me down and slowly pressing her lips against mine...