Caught by my Father in law
My husband's father, Ed, had been a widower for three years. He realized his house was too much for one person so he asked us to move in and he would live in a "mother (father)-in-laws" apartment he had built as part of the house. Dad, as I called him, was retired. Leading a very active life, he ate several meals a week with us but for the most part was independent. I enjoyed being with him as he was intelligent, had a great sense of humor, knew how to treat a lady and frankly was a very sexy...