One day when my husband was on business trips and we were living like a single-mother family. Recently, while looking at her son's sleeping face, whose face has begun to resemble her husband's, I feel somewhat lewd rather than loving her. And before I knew it, I was touching my son's lips. I didn't even know my son was awake... When I think about it now, the loneliness and frustration of my husband's absence combined, and I couldn't control myself.
