A little over two years into their marriage, when her parents had died in an auto accident and the property had passed to her, they had made the decis...ion to move back to Georgia and live in her childhood home, even though it had entailed Robert changing employers. She smiled. “Well, daddy probably wasn’t pleased about that - a damn Yankee, as he called them - but he knew that if he tried to stop me I’d just become more determined.” “Mmm, yes, you always have been a stubborn one; even as a child. This is supposed to be the happiest day of my life and I’m sitting on the floor of your office crying like a two-year-old.’ I gave up on trying to hold her and got up from the ground stalking to my desk. I slammed my fist onto the desk. I was tired of walking around on eggshells all the time. ‘What do you want from me, Holly? Do you want me to tell you that everything is going to be all right? I can’t do that. I lost control of the situation and I’m losing control of my temper to. You go too. Rubbing in and along the lining of my pussy he tries to feel every inch. I’m juicing up even more as I feel him fingering fucking me. I start to cry from the pain and the amazing pleasure of his thick probing finger.In a low deep tone I hear the man praise me for how wet I am. “That’s a good girl, your cunt is soaking wet for me. You will learn a lot from me tonight”. I whimper as I feel his finger digging is a curling to rub my G-spot. Rubbing upward into my pussy. My legs start to. They had shared the potent liqueur along with the idle chat that long married couples have. They had discussed the plans for finishing the cabin, the sound financial condition of the family business, gossip about their friends and, ultimately, Sam leaving for college the following week.Jamie recalled the intense feeling of lost she felt. Her baby was leaving the nest. He would be living away from home for the first time ever. She felt the odd mixture of dread and happiness of a mother watching.