The few jobs that there had been were snapped up by the guys who were mustered out first, so there was nothing left by the time I got home to Mulberry...Run, New Hampshire. I wasn't married, so I didn't have a wife to worry about, and my ma and pa had their general store, so they were OK. I fooled around helping at the store for a while, but all of us could see that I was really just in the way.It was certain that I had to look elsewhere for a living. There was nothing close by that was honest. Can't they? It just could not be true.Shock-Those are HER in the email picture attachments! I am emotionally stunned, as if hit by a pole ax. If the dates are correct this goes back weeks, months! It feels like my heart has stopped beating, and I am unable to breath. Why would she do such a thing to me ... to us ... to our family!Denial-Ok it is not that serious, obviously a mistake, an error of some sort. Maybe it is her sister, photoshop, a joke, some type of prank. I can only recall our good. Her perfect breasts, like two oranges under her tight skin, her erect, light brown nipples pointing towards the ceiling. She moved to the bed and layed back against the pillows. I watched as she confidently opened her legs, showing me her cock as it hung softly over her balls. She reached out her hand and pulled me to her. I moved onto the bed, between her legs and leaned forward. She grabbed my head and pulled me to her neck, her beautiful, slim, perfumed neck as she tossed her head and hair. I got inspiered by the stairs. And without warning I ran up them, leaving my clothes in a trail behind me. He startled me by being right behind me when I stopped at the top of the stairs. "There's no way he coulda got up here that quick. I made a snap decision and he wasn't expecting it." my mind kept babbeling. But the babbeling quieted when he wrapped his arms around my waist and started kissing my neck again. He led me into one of the rooms with his arms still around my waist and still.