My phantom mother and husband are absent, and I'm alone with my son tonight.

One day, my husband was on a lot of business trips, and we were living like a single-parent household. Lately, as I've been looking at my son's sleeping face, whose face has begun to resemble my husband's, I've gone beyond being adorable and start to feel a bit naughty. And before I knew it, I was kissing my son. I didn't even know that my son was awake... Now that I think about it, the combination of loneliness and frustration without my husband made me unable to control myself.