Unable to bear seeing my father-in-law moping over the loss of his wife, my husband and I decided to visit him during the summer break, offering our support and care. It's been four years since our marriage, and our intimate moments have dwindled to once every three months since our college days. Sensing my despair, my father-in-law took advantage of the situation, attacking me in my sleep. I was overwhelmed by his passionate sex, my sweat dripping, my juices flowing freely. This summer, I was consumed by infidelity, my pure and voluptuous body savored by my father-in-law in a betrayal that left me breathless.