KSBJ-368 On the night of the third year since my wife’s mother became a widow, I couldn’t help but embrace my lonely-looking mother-in-law in her mourning clothes. Hikari Hime

My wife and I had returned to my mother-in-law’s home for the third memorial service for her father. After the memorial service had settled down, the three of us shared drinks while reminiscing about old times. My wife, who is not very strong with alcohol, went to bed early, and my mother-in-law and I continued enjoying drinks together. In the midst of it all, I found myself drawn to the lonely look of my mother-in-law in mourning clothes, and she also seemed to be feeling her heart race at the thought of drinking with a man for the first time in a while. Before long, the two of us ended up sharing a kiss without either of us quite realizing how it happened.