After seven years of marriage, my father-in-law suggested we move in together, so we decided to move back to his parents’ house. Living with my father-in-law helped ease my worries about the cost of infertility treatment, which had been putting a strain on our finances as we struggled to have children, but… My worries didn’t end there, and I also had a lackluster nighttime relationship. My husband was a premature ejaculator, so he would fall asleep satisfied after he had ejaculated, and my desires just kept building up. One day, unable to bear it any longer, I was masturbating when neither of us were around, when my father-in-law, who had come home without his wallet, saw me…