“Congratulations, brother!” my brother-in-law said as he enjoyed his pregnancy drink with my husband. My husband is also happy to talk with his brother-in-law, but what will happen if he knows the truth? I'm not really my husband's son. I am staying with my brother-in-law's son. A brother-in-law who presses for a physical relationship in a situation where I can't resist. I know it's the biggest unfaithful act, but I'm sure I'll go to hell if I get drunk on it. But even though I should have a loving husband, I can't take my eyes off just by being offered that villainous meat stick, and a lewd desire comes up from the core of my body.