Not to brag, but since middle school, I'd been considered the prettiest girl in class, and I've never had trouble attracting men.

After marriage, I kept up with yoga, taking good care of myself. I maintained my girlish figure, and my curves actually got better - fuller chest, perkier behind.

Plus, being a divorced woman gave me this certain appeal that seemed to attract even more attention from men.

The constant stream of admirers made that pretty obvious.

But right now, comparing my ex-husband to Tom, I suddenly felt envious of my sister.

Getting to sleep with a man like that every night must be incredible...

A moment later, the shower stopped. Tom walked out wearing just his swim shorts, his body still glistening with water.

Just strutting around in front of me like it was nothing.

I sneaked a guilty glance at his area.

Remembering what I'd just seen, my face burst into flames. I grabbed my nightgown and practically ran into the bathroom.

I leaned against the door, catching my breath.

Carefully lifting my skirt, I looked down - I was soaked.

No way...

Was I actually turned on?

I'm not some loose woman - I'd only been with my ex-husband these past few years. Even after he cheated and we divorced, I kept my desires in check, never thinking about sleeping with anyone else.

But now, I felt lost.

Maybe it was because I hadn't been satisfied in so long, but just then, I had the crazy urge to kiss Tom's abs.

The feeling was exciting but shameful.

I must be losing my mind, thinking about sleeping with my brother-in-law.

The thought scared me, and I quickly covered my burning face.

No! I can't think about this anymore - something bad will happen!

"Forget it, forget it, forget everything..." I kept telling myself, forcing myself to stand under the shower, trying not to think about Tom's naked body.

But I failed.

Every time I closed my eyes, that impressive sight popped into my head.

That's when I noticed a button on the bathroom wall, identical to the one outside.

My body moved faster than my mind, and before I knew it, my curiosity got the better of me and I pressed it.

The glass wall turned transparent again.

Tom, who was playing with his phone on the bed, turned to look and froze.

"Ah!"