This is the fourth part in a loosely connected story arc following Pam Halpert of The Office. It would be best to have read the previous stories before this one, though the second is not important to the background. Unless there is a lot of interest this may be the last Office story, as I am thinking of trying out a different show or maybe type of story all together. I have really enjoyed writing these stories, but this particular chapter just seemed like a logical place to end, any more stories might lead to repetition or staleness? Anyways, enjoy!
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Pam sat anxiously on the couch frowning to herself. It was Friday night and she was in the living room of the house that Jim and she shared. Nervously she toyed with the hem of her white linen dress, glancing up at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time. She sighed deeply and buried her face in a throw pillow, running the evening's events through her head as she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.
She had finally done it. She had told Jim about her and the receptionist Erin. She had not quite worked in Angela or Kelly yet, first she had to explain what had been happening with Erin. She was not sure what finally motivated her to reveal everything to Jim, who at this moment was sitting in the other room, alone as he had requested.
She thought it must have been the realization, one she should have made much earlier, that what she had with Erin was no longer a way to cope with her pregnancy which was long past, and had become so much more that sex. She saw now that she had been in a deep state of denial, always convincing herself that each encounter with Erin would be the last, and that she was just getting something out of system. However she could now fully admit to herself that the connection she felt with the younger woman was real and something she could not bring herself to walk away from.
Whatever the trigger had been, at dinner that night the truth had finally come tumbling out of her like a river; one long string of explanations, confessions and tears. This seemingly unprovoked outburst left Jim sitting in his chair looking like he might if Pam had simply exploded into a puff of smoke and sparks right there at the table. She told him about her hurt and longing during the pregnancy, the emotional pain it had caused her. Then laid out the rough sequence of events and what she and Erin had been doing on all during those "meetings" and late nights. Finally she told him what was the most difficult part. That while she truthfully loved him more than anything in the world and wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of her life with him, she also had developed true feelings for Erin.
He had just stared at her for what seemed like to Pam to be a full hour. Then he clumsily got to his feet and walked out of the room, quietly asking to be alone so he could think and adding that he would come out to talk to her when he had processed what he had just been told. And so that was where she was now, wondering how much longer it would take for him to come out and give her the screaming and yelling that she knew she deserved. She just prayed that he would not be so angry and betrayed that he would want to leave her, that would truly be the end of her world.
She was just contemplating exactly how horrible this encounter was going to be when she heard the door to the bedroom open followed by Jim walking into the room and sitting down next to her.
"Hey sweetie..." Pam said softly and tentatively.
Pam watched as Jim sat in silence for a minute, clearly trying to gather his thoughts. She was just about to apologize again when Jim turned to her and started talking.
"Ok. So Pam, I just want to say I am so, so sorry. I can't not believe that my actions caused you so much unhappiness during your pregnancy. I mean I knew you were upset at times, but I did not know how hurt and offended you were! I am SO sorry, if I could do it differently I would, but I can't and that just makes me feel like the worst..."
Pam's mouth hung open as she tried to comprehend what Jim had just said. "Wait... Jim aren't you furious with me?! Why are you not yelling at me?"
"Well sure I'm pretty hurt too; I mean you cheated on me Pam. But what I did was inexcusable. While I am mad and do feel betrayed, I had a part in this. I was what caused you to do this. Though... I'm not sure where it leaves us now... How do we go forward from this?"
Pam saw clearly how lucky she was to have a man like this in her life. She wiped away tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she flung herself into Jim's arms. "Well I don't know... but I know I love you so much." She whispered into his ear.
"I love you too" Jim replied as he broke their embrace. "I just... I'm not sure what to feel. I mean it just seems different to me somehow since it was a girl and all, instead of some dude...But Pam, I really do feel betrayed and I don't think I am comfortable with you ever being with Erin again."
Pam swallowed hard and tried to remain calm. She had assumed this would be a condition of her forgiveness, but it was one she was not sure she could keep, at least not without a great deal of sadness. She decided it was time to play her ace in the hole; the secret weapon she hoped would bring Jim over to her side.
"Jim, I know you must be hurting right now, and confused as well" Pam said softly as she scooted closer to him. "I want you to know from the bottom of my heart I love you, want you, and will always feel that way. But Erin has come to mean a lot to me... Maybe you could just think of us as really close gal pals. And honestly we hardly ever... uh... meet up anymore. We would always be truthful with you in the future. No more sneaking around, I promise."
She could see Jim was thinking it over but far from convinced. She pressed on, now lightly tracing her fingers up his thigh, moving in slow circles. "I have an idea... Tomorrow is Saturday and we have the evening free... Maybe she could join us for the evening. So you could... understand a little better?"
Jim's face registered complete shock for the second time that night; Pam had to keep herself from giggling at how high his eyebrows shot up. "Wait... what?! Do... I mean...or watch? While you two... what!?" Jim sputtered words in a failing attempt to discover just what his wife was insinuating.
Pam smiled and first got to her knees and then gently straddled him, sitting down on his lap and gave him a deep kiss. "I mean I will ask Erin to come over tomorrow night and we will sleep with her."
Jim did not seem anymore capable of forming a complete thought after that and Pam added: "And you two can talk also. I just really want us to find a way to work this out. Can you do this for me sweetie?"
Jim could only nod slightly. Pam smiled and leaned closer kissing Jim sensuously. Thinking she ought to incentivize his good behavior, her nimble fingers began to work at his belt buckle. Noticing how hard Jim already was, she decided to dispense with their usual foreplay all together. Getting up for a moment, she expertly shucked off Jim's pants and boxers in one movement before settling back down straddling his lap. Very glad to be wearing her dress she did not even bother to remove her panties; instead Pam just roughly pulled the cotton covering her slit to one side, exposing her damp skin and curls of hair to the cool air. She leaned forward slightly to accommodate Jim and heard him sigh loudly as she took him into her warm and velvety embrace.
Pam almost immediately began to ride Jim hard, her ample bosom bouncing with such force her dress struggled to contain her bra-less breasts. Tiring of the sensations she slipped the dress off her shoulders, allowing it to gather around her waist. Pam loved how the sight of her large shapely breasts swinging freely could still bring such a smile to her husband's face. "Oh Jim... we are going to have SO much fun tomorrow night..." she moaned sensually into his ear.
She anxiously hoped to herself that things in fact would work out, that it would all be ok. These lingering doubts were pushed further and further to the back of her mind as the warm tingling of her climax began to build between her legs.
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Pam had called Erin early the next morning and told he all the details. Erin said she was of course up for the experience and would be over that evening. She then called her mom and convinced her to take their baby for the evening, ensuring their privacy. Pam had then spent most of the day trying to figure out what the evening would entail. How would they actually do this? She of course had never planned a threesome before and she could hardly believe she was doing it now. She settled on drinks and appetizers, maybe some soft music in the background and just letting the evening unfold as it may. She trusted Erin might be able to help guide the evening as well.
Jim for his part had been nervously wandering around the house all day, not sure what he was supposed to be doing and wondering if he was really going to see his wife with another woman and if he would get to do anything to this other woman as well.
As the appointed hour grew closer, with Jim halfheartedly flipping through various sports channels on the TV, Pam went into the bedroom to dress. She had decided on her new favorite pair of underwear, a matching set of shear white lace with pink and blue floral trimming. Over that she wore tight jeans and a luxuriously soft cashmere sweater the color of a ripe plum. She was admiring her sexy but causal look in the mirror and trying to get her hair to fall just so when the doorbell rang, causing her to jump slightly.
Pam walked out to the front room to see Jim standing in the corner looking like a deer in headlights. For some reason he was holding the remote in one hand and a stack of magazines in the other, looking extremely tense. Pam laughed and said "Jim! Relax! It is just Erin, you know her! Trust me, everything will be great!" Jim seemed to relax slightly at this, but just a little, as he sat back down in the chair and fell into an awkward pose that Pam could only assume was supposed to be his attempt at casual.
Pam opened the door and audibly gasped at the sight before her. Erin, in her ever quirky and odd way of being had worn the most unexpected outfit Pam could have imagined. She stood in the door way in a floor length dress that would have fit in on any red carpet or exclusive party. It was black and tight, with a plunging neckline and slit up the side that both screamed sexy. In fact Pam was pretty sure the dress was so revealing and defying of the laws of physics that somehow more of Erin's cute and perky breasts jutted outside of it than were hidden within.
"Erin..." Pam was at a loss for words. "You didn't have to dress up for this. I had no idea you were taking this so seriously! Or that you even owned a dress like that!"
