Authors Note: This story is an extension of the American version of The Office. Specifically, it chronicles the sexual awakening of Pam Beesley, one of the main characters. The story will come in three parts, this being the first installment. This being my first attempt at erotic literature, and thus my first attempt at fan fiction, I welcome constructive criticism. Pam Beesly has always been one of my favorite TV characters, and I believe she deserves a scintillating sexual journey. Thank you for reading.
Chapter 1:
Pam Beesly leaned back in her chair, and with mixed emotions, she surveyed what was once a lively and downright boisterous room.
"So much has happened here," she thought, as she tried to track exactly how many years she worked at Dunder-Mifflin.
In fact, Pam spent nearly a quarter of her life here. She came on as a receptionist over ten years ago. Then, after briefly trying her hand at sales, she became the office administrator, and that is where she has been since.
"18 years," she thought, thinking back to her first day at the company.
She was only 21 years old then. It seemed like a lifetime ago, and in many ways it was. In that span she got engaged twice, married Jim, had two children, and watched her parents get divorced. Now, sitting in the quiet office -- the same office where she once participated in the office Olympics, extreme fire drills, raucous Christmas parties, and a whole host of other bombastic activities -- she felt a tiny pang of regret.
In just three months Pam would turn 40, and it weighed on her. She felt detached from her normal line of thinking. Her mind wandered more than usual, and not always on positive things. She wondered if this was it for her, and if somewhere along the line she missed her chance at experiencing something new and exciting. She wondered if her best years were behind her, and if all that was left for her was an existence as a run-of-the-mill mother and wife. Those things were so desirable to her just years ago, but now they seemed like shackles instead of blessings.
To be sure, Pam loved Jim, and adored her children, and she recognized that there was something charming about her quiet life in Scranton, Pennsylvania. Still, she yearned for something more, and she could not put her finger on exactly what that something was.
In addition to the little void in Pam's life, her job was flat out boring. The office was stale since Michael and Holly moved to Colorado, which triggered something of a mass exodus from the once robustly staffed company. A few new faces provided some short-lived excitement to the mundane day-to-day slog, but Dunder-Mifflin was noticeably in need of a spark.
Aside from Michael and Holly, most of the old standbys moved on as well. Stanley retired, Toby moved back to Puerto Rico, Ryan disappeared after multiple cocaine relapses, and Andy was still pursuing his dream of becoming a star. To date, the office was manned by something of a skeleton crew. There was Kelly, who toned down a bit since she lost Ryan. Truth be told, Pam kind of liked Kelly now. She was more reserved, less talkative, and about twice as sassy as she once was.
Then there was Angela, who returned to Dunder-Mifflin after finding out that Dwight cheated on her with an old flame. Angela had seemingly no problem relinquishing custody of her child to Dwight. Call it a mid-life crisis, but whatever it was, Angela was over it. She was ready to live her own life again. And frankly, she was better for it. Her disposition almost completely changed from what it once was, and while she wasn't exactly a bubbly source of sunshine, her sharp edges were certainly smoothed out, and Pam was not one to complain about that.
Pam generally liked her co-workers. There was less drama and distraction than ever, and overall everyone enjoyed each others company. In fact, Pam didn't even miss Jim like she used to. Of course she loved Jim, but there was something nice about having some space. Now that the kids were in school and Jim was constantly traveling for his job at Athlead, coming to the office was like a mini-vacation for Pam, despite the lack of excitement. On top of that, Pam's mother Helene offered near round-the-clock support for the kids, and on many occasions, they preferred to stay at their grandmother's house. All this amounted to a newfound feeling for Pam. The married mother of two, now almost 40, had total control over her own life. It was like being single again. She got to go to the gym, drink wine when she wanted, watch what she wanted on TV, stay up late on occasion, and she even had the time to make herself look good.
This was the big one for Pam, because she felt like her best years were behind her. Staying in shape was one thing she could control, and that helped to keep the regretful thoughts at bay. Still, after having two kids, her body felt like it would never get back to something truly desirable.
With Jim and the kids at home, she never had the time to work out, much less put on makeup and make herself presentable at work. Now things were different, though. In the past few months, Pam got back into shape, and she looked more like late-20's Pam than a mother closing in on her 40s. She liked the way she looked now, and with no one to judge her, she liked getting a little attention here and there. Yes, she still wore her classic blouses and pencil skirts, but there was a glow about her that nobody could avoid noticing. Her tasteful application of makeup brought out the beauty of her natural red hair. Her arms and shoulders were toned and slender, and the combination of age and two pregnancies accentuated her already unmistakable curves.
Everyone knew that Pam's boobs were one of the best kept secrets in Northern Pennsylvania, but now they were flat out exquisite. They hung just a bit lower and heavier than they used to, but filled out proportionally. Her blouses could barely contain them, and she loved that. Another unexpected benefit of the pregnancies had been her rear end, which grew in size and multiplied in softness. Pam hadn't realized it, either, until several weeks earlier when Kelly made a comment while they chatted in the kitchen.
"Damn, girl. How do you do that?"
Kelly motioned toward Pam's butt.
Pam acted shy but she enjoyed the compliment. Blushing, she answered.
"What are you talking about? My mom butt?"
Kelly craned her neck as if to get a better view.
"If that's a mom butt then I need to have kids immediately. You could rock someone's world with that thing."
Pam remembered back to when Kelly said something similar to Angela when the two new mothers came back from maternity leave.
"Damn, Angela, your body," Kelly said.
Pam always semi-resented Angela for that. It bothered her that she got outshined by the petite accountant.
"But," Pam thought, "Kelly never said anything like that to Angela. Rock someone's world?"
Pam smiled and looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was coming.
"Ok, do you want to know my secret?"
"Yes," Kelly responded emphatically.
Pam leaned in like she was telling a secret.
"You need to eat Pizza... and then..." She looked back over her shoulder.
"... you need to have some ice cream... and then..." She looked the other way.
"...you need to eat more pizza."
Kelly rolled her eyes and started walking out of the kitchen, playing up the fact that she was checking Pam out the entire time. Pam chuckled and smiled, pursed her lips, and got a warm feeling inside. She knew she got to feel sexy for the rest of the day. Kelly's words kept spinning circles in her head for the rest of the afternoon.
"Rock someone's world..." It gave her a mischievous feeling.
Until this point, Pam never considered the fact that she was still desirable, at least not to the point of rocking someone's world. The exchange with Kelly was something of a turning point for for Pam. It was not as if all at once she unlocked the secret solution to her increasing unhappiness, but Kelly's little comment cracked open a window for Pam that she thought was locked long ago.
At the very least, Pam had something to start exploring.
