|It was 12 years ago a ended up in bed with my mother in law. My wife was supposed to come home from a meeting she had in Dallas, but because of bad weather all flights were canceled, so she called that she would come home the next day. Her mother came to our house, not knowing about this, thinking that we will go to wait for her daughter at the airport. She was divorced at the time, and when I told her what happened she was disappointed, but I told her to stay at least for dinner. We had dinner, wine, talked, laughed a lot, watched movies, and to make it short I hit on her a little bit and she laughed at first, but we ended up having sex that night. It was only a one time thing; it really never happened again. She never talked about it again either, and every time when I tried to talk to her about it, she politely stopped me, and said that we should just remember the nice moments, and not push it further. But at least she was a true lady - she never told her daughter what happened between us that night. Since then, every year on that date I send her a bouquet of roses, and she accepts it and calls me to say Thank you, and tells me that she will never forget that night either, but never talks more about it.