My father-in-law and I no longer need uniforms at home

I wanted that girl, so I approached her mother. She was straight and innocent, and I couldn't get her body hidden under her uniform out of my mind. I didn't care about marrying my mother. However, all he has to do is find a reason to live under the same roof as Umika. That was enough. Every time I put on my uniform and appear in the living room in the morning, my desire swelled. I purposefully passed her in the narrow hallway, and every night I began to fantasize about her as she walked in a bath towel after taking a bath. It wasn't long before my mother's absence began to increase. I gently touched her, letting her get used to it, and gradually closed the distance between her. From the day I took off her uniform, Umika wasn't my daughter. Even if you refuse with your mouth, your body already accepts it. I was the one who knew earlier than anyone that that girl would turn into a woman.