We are a couple, aged 27 and 25, who got married last year. My husband's cousin, James, lives nearby. He gets along well with my husband, and they often go to a car racing track about an hour away by car on weekends. They usually go on Saturdays, probably because they have the next day off. Since James is still single, he often comes over to our place for dinner afterward. However, it mostly turns into a drinking session. Initially, I didn't pay much attention, but James started to casually touch me when we passed by each other. It was mostly on the shoulder, arm, or back, so it didn't seem worth mentioning to my husband. But as any woman might understand, there are times when my desire is heightened, and I want to be alone with my husband. Being touched at such times is difficult. One day, in such a situation, while I was doing the dishes, James passed behind me and touched my waist. It was slightly on my backside, which startled me, but I couldn't say anything. These light touches happened a few times, and one time when my husband was dozing off from drinking, James came behind me and fully touched my backside. I thought I should refuse, but my body seemed to want to be touched. So I couldn't say anything, but it felt strange to just let it happen. I sat next to my husband, who was sleeping by the kotatsu, pretending to be asleep. I hoped James would leave, but he sat next to me and started to stroke my backside again. What should I do? My husband was completely asleep. While touching me, James asked, "Are you asleep already?" but I didn't know how to respond, so I stayed silent. Perhaps encouraged by this, his hand moved from my backside to my thigh, and I felt a frustrating pleasure when he touched me over my skirt. I thought I should brush his hand away, but it felt good to have my thigh stroked. Refusing after being touched this much, would it seem deliberate? While thinking this, James's hand slipped under my skirt and touched me directly. He touched me persistently and lewdly. It was embarrassing, but more than feeling good from being touched, I was unusually excited. I could feel the moisture overflowing between my legs. I had no choice but to continue pretending to be asleep. When he touched me at the very edge, I thought, "Hurry and touch me there!" I couldn't hold back. So when his hand reached my private area, I was so happy that I slightly spread my legs. Then, when James touched my moist area directly, he whispered softly, "You're naughty." I didn't know what to do and let James touch me as he pleased. I climaxed just from being touched. Then, when my panties were removed and I was made to hold his erection, I couldn't help but want him inside me. He then took my hand and led me to the kitchen, where he bent me over and entered me from behind. Watching my sleeping husband, James finished inside me. But it was incredibly exciting. Afterward, I said, "I'm going to take a shower," and when I went to the bathroom, James came in just as I was undressing and took a photo. I told him to stop, but he didn't listen and said, "Let me do it again." This isn't about being taken away; it's just my fault. I think it's my fault for not being able to control my sexual excitement. Every day, I apologize in my heart to my husband, saying, "I'm sorry!" while I get more involved in perverse encounters with James. I'm sorry!

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