7 comments/ 36370 views/ 20 favorites The Office: Pam is Proactive By: rcarter010 Pam had been dreading this day for over a week now and like a deer stuck in headlights she had just stared at the oncoming problem lazily, either unaware or beyond caring of the consequences come Friday. See, the expense reports were due to New York by the end of the day on Friday. Unless they weren't finished and then the entire office had to stay late until they were all completed. Pam had already arranged that the reports were all handed in by the other Dunder Mifflin employees in Scranton all that was needed was Michael's approval. Basically Pam had to get Michael to sign 50 forms that he had been procrastinating about for the past month. "This happens every damn month!" Pam thought to herself as she pulled her car into a parking space outside, already fuming about the game of hide and seek she would have to play with Michael all day to get those forms signed. A thought flashed through her mind briefly, causing her to slightly blush and a chill, emanating from between her legs flashed throughout her body. As quickly as the thought came she dismissed it and pulled the keys from the ignition and started inside. Jim met her halfway across the parking lot and was giving her a slightly mischievous look that she was too distracted to notice or respond to behind her perfunctory "Good Morning." She finished the greeting with a brief flash of the eyes and a smile. Just enough to keep Jim interested for another thousand years or so. In the elevator, Pam flushed again as the same dirty thought raced through her mind again, apparently unwilling to relinquish the power to turn on the flickering sexual drive that had awoken early today. She quickly thought back to the past several nights spent alone while Roy had been out drinking with the guys from the loading dock. Each night she had been unusually in the mood but left disappointed as Roy only returned after she had fallen asleep. The dirty thought now caused her to visibly shiver and without noticing it she smiled at the thought now causing ripples of anticipation soaring up and down her body. She saw Jim studying her with a smile and she flushed deeply again. "You cold, Beesley? It's like 100 degrees in this elevator, what is wrong with you?" He laughingly inquired. "No, I just got the goose bumps thinking about having to stay late today," she deftly covered. "No! Not the expense reports again. Beesley you gotta come up huge today, please get on top of him today about those," Jim pleaded with her. "I know, I know but I was kind of hoping the branch would close so I wouldn't have to," She only half-jokingly replied. "Pam, I'm serious I will buy you lunch for a week if you can pull this one off today," Jim stated. "Nothing less than a 5pm exit or the deal is off." "Jim, I have a plan and you are going to be sorry you made that offer," she coyly replied. Jim laughed as he held the door to the office open and let her in. Pam's demeanor changed when she passed him and he noticed that her face was flushed again as she sat down to her desk and smiled to herself. He noted that but quickly thought of his own private thought that caused him nearly to bellow out a laugh right there at his desk. He controlled himself and steeled his resolve with the inner knowledge that he had a surefire comedic hit in the making all day today. One by one, the salesmen and women brought over their expense reports and dropped them off at Pam's desk, each one asking if she had scheduled some time for Michael today to force him to sign them on time. "I don' t want to stay until 7 again this year," Stanley stated to Pam as she was sticking indicators where Michael had to sign. "I don't have any control over that Stanley," Pam stated matter-of-factly, only there was a tiny part of her that didn't believe that and the thought magically reappeared . This time she visibly shuddered as it caused two slightly visible, but unmistakable protrusions on the front of her blouse. She instinctively brought her hand up across her breasts to shield herself but Stanley had already turned away. Pam stared wistfully at Michael's closed door and sighed. Ryan knocked on the door and entered Michael's office and sat down. Michael constantly called Ryan in to attempt to impress him in anyway possible. This was usually accomplished by belittling someone else in the office. Today, it looked as if this role would fall to Pam. "Not if I stop acting like a little girl," Pam thought to herself, her mind now systematically being taken over by a twisted thought that could actually solve a real problem. "Keep telling yourself it's about the problem, we know what this really is about," her true inner voice taunted. The truth caused her to blush again but it was too late, her sexual desire had taken over her inhibition and rendered it useless. Her confidence rose what seemed like a 1000% in a matter of seconds and her mind was steeled to a single purpose. She slowly realized that she had been staring at Michael for the past 5 minutes without blinking and someone may have noticed. Reality came back in waves and she calmed down and decided to play it cool at first. She picked up the files and walked towards the open door to Michael's office, rapping the door twice with her fist. From the second she stepped in Michael realized what she was holding and instantly started talking to her condescendingly while making horrible jokes about his very strong desire to sit there and do nothing all day. Pam only looked at him, annoyed as Michael attempted to play the part of the fun, lovable boss while he was actually being demeaning and obnoxious to one of his employees in front of another. Ryan sat there uncomfortably as Michael desperately tried to make him laugh at the expense of Pam (and the expense reports). "Ryan, please leave Michael and I have to talk," Pam stated with purpose. Her tone indicated it was neither the time nor place for a funny retort. Ryan stood and left awkwardly, closing the door and leaving Pam to close every set of blinds in the room muttering something about "No distractions" along the way. Michael took his usual stolen glances at Pam's perfectly rounded butt and her skirt stretching to contain its full, taut flesh. He instinctually rearranged his pants as he tried to determine what type of panties Pam chose today. Reality slipped away as she dead bolted the door. With her back to him and under the guise of preparing to rifle through the paperwork, she took off her sweater. Quickly she unbuttoned two buttons so her lacy bra was showing off perfect cleavage. Her sexual urges were completely ruling her body now and her skin was ripe with color. Her hips swayed seductively as she ran her hand up from her thigh across her hip as she turned to face him She saw Michael look up and jump with a quick double take as his jaw dropped. He dropped the toy he was fiddling with without noticing it as he felt a mixture of panicked embarrassment and sheer lust as he stared at her heaving chest without pause. She was breathing hard, excited from the raw power she had over him. It took him 10 seconds before he realized she was smiling at him seductively as he had been staring at her chest. Michael's groin twitched, announcing the all too obvious arrival of a rush of excitement. He quickly crossed his legs, embarrassed but he was caught so he slowly managed to bring his eyes up to meet Pam's. "Ah decided to join me up here?" She teased as she swung her hips slowly as she sauntered over to Michael's seat behind his desk. Her hands slipped down to continue unbuttoning her shirt before she herself even realized it and within moments the striped pink blouse fluttered to the ground at her feet. Her breasts were cupped fully by white lace and fully supported, hanging her soft, rounded breasts wonderfully across her chest. They swayed and bounced with every slight movement. Every small step caused Pam's breasts to spring and bound while gloriously trapped in her bra that was nearly sheer. The effect of which was an instant rush of blood to his surprisingly large, but woefully underused cock. Michael squirmed in his desk chair attempting to hide the protrusion in his pants but Pam was too quick. By closing in on Michael and essentially jamming her breasts in his face she was able to slide her hand down and grab his dick. She nearly jumped in surprise. Now the entire office slipped away from her consciousness as she ran her hands endlessly across his hardened pants. Michael was trying everything in his power not to cum in his pants right then and there and somehow managed to bring his outright fear of being caught back into focus. This allowed him a moment of respite as he brought his eyes up to Pam. "Pam! What—" Michael started only to be cut down. "Shut up Michael, just shut up. For every form you finish signing you get closer to seeing these big tits," Pam ordered him as she massaged her own heaving chest, teasing Michael with the sight of her nipples as her bra came tantalizingly close to coming unclasped. Michael took a second to comprehend what he just heard and Pam took the opportunity to slide her hand down the front of her skirt and into her panties. She looked at Michael with wanton lust as her hand moved beneath her panties causing her to instantly moisten. Stunned, Michael grabbed the nearest folder and ripped files out to sign one by one. Pam pushed his seat closer to the desk to help him and kept her tits firmly pressed up against his body as she purred in his ear and licked his neck. As he was nearing the bottom of the pile, Pam reached down and started to rub his pants again, stiffening his cock to nearly the strength of steel. She unbuckled the pants and fiddled with the button while opening his pants. Positioning herself directly in front of him partially under his desk, she slid his pants down to his ankles as he stood up momentarily. As she ripped the boxers down his engorged cock playfully sprung out and slapped Pam right in the face and then laid gently on her head as she pulled the underwear all the way off. Michael's hand reached down into Pam's bra and cupped her left breast. He nearly came on contact as she moaned at his touch. He was inexperienced but still rough enough to be considered manly as he started on her right breast now, reaching around to try and unclasp the bra. She did it for him and her wondrous breasts jumped out and bounced perfectly ripe and her skin young and soft. They jiggled slightly and then bounced wildly as she stood up and turned to unzip her skirt and seductively offer her backside to Michael. He slowly gripped the skirt and slid it down her thighs, admiring her perfect ass from up close. Pam had white cotton panties on that day and they were perfectly hugging her butt. Michael slipped a finger inside the string waistband of the panties and slowly pulled down to reveal Pam's perfectly clean and shaved pussy. Michael instinctively buried his face in between her legs and started to lick anything he could reach to muffled delight above. Pam shuddered as her knees temporarily weakened causing her to fall forward onto the desk. Now she was facing down, bent across Michael's desk with his tongue probing her pussy and his hands roughly grabbing her ass. She was in another world as she lay roughly across the desk, shuddering at the thought of her boss licking her inside and out. She came quicker than she had in years as Michael tried anything he could think of due to his inexperience. Her advantage in sexual experience over Michael only turned her on more as she started to fully treasure having this power over men. She spasmed and knocked a couple items off Michael's desk as her body contracted in pleasure. Not wasting a moment she turned and pushed away Michael, all the while giving him a look of pure carnal desire that caused him to reel back and fall into his chair. His cock was still rock hard as Pam studied it at first with her eyes and then quickly with her hands. Her hands were soft and she ran them up and down Michael's hard cock, hot with the boiling blood raging within it. She felt his member flex and morph with the surrounding muscles as he desperately tried to control himself. She stared at him playfully as she gripped the shaft in circular tugs and softly massaging what she was happy to find were completely smooth balls. Michael threw his head back in ecstasy after she had increased her speed and stared him straight in the eyes for a couple of tugs. She smiled at his reaction and the confirmation of her power. As his head was back Pam took him all the way into her mouth, the head of his cock settled well into her throat. His cock bulged and expanded as Michael convulsed. She held it there for a long couple of seconds as Michael moaned loudly. She attempted to talk with his member lodged in her throat merely for the vibrating sensation that was sent rippling through Michael's body. Instead of backing his cock out of her mouth for another try she instead attempted to go deeper as she started to bob her head up and down. She took his cock as far as she could each time and soon her lips were wrapped around the base of his cock. Michael went rigid, "Pam! I'm—," she had already sensed him tightening and quickly pulled up her head, smiling at Michael. "I have an idea for that.." Pam whispered as she stood up and began clearing the center of Michael's desk. She then walked around to the other side of the desk and turned away from him, her buttocks hovering slightly above the lip of the desk and her breasts swaying beautifully from behind as she positioned herself. She laid back on the desk so that her head was resting just off the lip right in front of Michael's engorged cock. Michael just stared in wonder as her breasts bounced and swayed and then she said "Fuck my throat." It was an order. Michael stood and she reached up to grab his butt to force him towards her face. He eased his cock into her mouth and pumped it in nervously at first and heard another muffled order from Pam that took a second to understand. She grabbed him and pulled him towards her with all her might. Michael looked down and saw the outline of his cock appear as it slid down Pam's throat. Her throat swelled and receded with each pump of her face. His balls were now stickily slapping against Pam's moist face as she drooled from the brutal face fucking. Michael took one last final thrust and crammed his vibrating member as far down as he could. Pam felt the cock convulse deep in her throat and Michael's balls slammed up against her nose. Hot torrents of cum were erupting deep into Pam's throat as she shuddered under Michael's powerful spastic thrusts. She swallowed deeply and Michael pulled back out of her mouth as he fell back and closed his eyes. He pulled his head up to see Pam smiling devilishly as she came around the desk and grabbed Michael's still stiffened cock. She ran her hands up and down it just enough to squeeze out a tiny bit of cum left inside and then started to put her underwear and clothes back on. Michael just stared at her gleefully as she wrestled with getting all of her curves back in order and under control all the while smiling a slightly embarrassed smile. Pam collected the signed forms and walked out of the office leaving a stunned and speechless Michael sitting alone with his pants around his ankles. It took him 10 minutes to get himself back in order and only 10 seconds to realize that he had to tell someone but no one would ever believe him. Pam announced to the office that no one had to work late as her and Michael finished the expense reports on time. Michael stayed in his office all day, afraid to face Pam after their encounter. Finally Michael mustered the courage to leave. The office was empty as Michael shut his door and turned out the lights on his way out. The door closed and the office was quiet for the next half hour until the annex door was opened by Jim. He ambled into the office, confident that he was alone since he had done this many times before and found the spare key to Michael's office in Pam's desk. No one was around so only Jim knew that he was smiling ear to ear with a stupid grin. He went to Michael's bookshelf and pulled out an innocuous looking device. "Finally," he thought to himself, "I have proof of Michael sitting in his office playing around all day." He held a tiny hidden camera disguised as a carbon monoxide detector in his hand. "I am going to have a great clip to show on the next 'Movie Monday,'" he thought. All he had to do was slip this tape into the VCR when he brought the TV into the conference room and everyone would crack up. His mission accomplished he turned and left... To be Continued... The Office: Pam is Proactive Ch. 02 Pam worked the long plastic shaft in and out between her legs as she lay on her bed, her back arched and her body contorted as she relived the previous Friday's events. She fantasized that she could still taste Michael's cum but her jaw was still slightly sore from when she was getting gouged by Michael's cock. Roy was in the shower singing horribly and Pam was doing her best to block that out. She stuffed the long black dildo into her as far it went and gasped at the sensation. Completely aroused she shoved two of her fingers up her own ass to stimulate herself further. Her body shuddered wildly for 30 seconds straight as she slowly rocked herself back to normality as her brain registered the sound of the shower turning off. Roy stepped out and was in the room within a second. Having no time, Pam quickly pulled her fingers out of herself but had no choice but to leave the thick dildo rammed inside of her. "Hey babe, are you ever going to get up today?" Roy asked on his way into the closet to change. "Just a little tired from yesterday," Pam replied as she eyed her fiancé. Pam quickly reached down and removed the slick plastic rod and wiped it clean while putting it back in the shoebox under her side of the bed. She then stepped out from under the covers and fell straight to the ground because she forgot her panties were down around her ankles. Embarrassed but relieved that Roy didn't notice, she got up and went to shower before work. As hot water steamed down over her glistening body, Pam remembered what she and Michael had done last Friday and a rush of panic came to her. She worried about how Michael would react today as he was horrible at keeping secrets. She smiled at herself as this was a story that Michael would surely be doubted on. She hoped he would keep his mouth shut and who knows, there may be something in it for him if he does, Pam thought. Stepping out of the shower, Pam grabbed a towel and dried herself as she stood in front of the mirror examining herself. She did her usual maintenance and bodily cleaning and was reaching down under the sink for some toothpaste as she felt two rough hands grab her hips roughly from behind. "Don't move," Roy grunted as he spread her legs open slightly wider. "Roy! I'm getting ready!" Pam gasped completely surprised and annoyed that her horny fiancé had decided to mount her without warning. "Stop it, I have to--," But Pam was cut off when Roy's already hardened member was roughly forced into her pussy. When mounting her, he gruffly pinned her to the sink and mirror as she succumbed to the big man's muscular frame. Pam just had to stand there bent over and take it as her fiancé grunted louder and louder as he pumped in and out of her. She winced as he popped his knee up on the sink and really started to attack her like a feral dog, grunting like a madman possessed. Pam's head was getting slammed into the mirror as she struggled to remain on her feet from the brutal pumping. He started really thrusting harder as the grunting got more maniacal and was coming closer to climax. Roy roughly fondled Pam's breasts and sloppily rubbing her clit as he rammed her. She closed her eyes and waited for him to finish, there was just no way to stop him when he was in this type of mood. "Get down on your knees," Roy grunted at her as he pulled out and forced her in that position anyways. "Roy, I just took a show--" Pam got out before the first white hot rope of Roy's semen hit her square in the face, dripping from her forehead down her nose to her mouth. The first blast was immediately followed by a few more splashes as Pam's face and hair were soon covered in hot white cum that dripped down her deeply reddened face to coat her breasts and thighs. "Oh Babe, I needed that," Roy chuckled as he tousled her hair. Pam silently watched as Roy turned and left the bathroom. Fuming, she started the hot water again and stepped back into the shower to wash herself off as she thought of ways to get back at Roy. It was bad enough that he had been out drinking both nights of the weekend, but she found another phone number in Roy's pants. It was probably from some stripper or skank he met out at the bar, Pam decided. She was slowly starting to accept that she wasn't all that attracted to Roy anymore. Preoccupied with her thoughts, she finished showering and stepped out. She then quickly got ready for work, choosing her usual demure attire. By the time she had grabbed a cup of coffee, Roy was honking the horn from the driveway yelling at her to hurry. The ride to work was quick and pulling into the parking lot the events of yesterday rushed back at her all at once. She instantly blushed as panic started to set in. What would Michael do? What should I do? She decided to act like nothing had ever happened with Michael, and the usual office dynamic of the employees not believing a word Michael says would naturally continue. They both exited the car and made for the building. "Roy, Stop!" Pam turned and exclaimed after he squeezed her ass as he went around the side of the building to the loading dock. "Jim! Good morning!" She beamed as she caught sight of an odd looking Jim Halpert. He was acting nervous and didn't make direct eye contact. "Morning Beesley," Jim muttered with a nervous attempt at a smile. Pam quizzically looked at him but then quickly queried him about his weekend while making up her own story to cover her boring weekend alone. The elevator opened and Pam exited first, Jim staying behind to admire her figure from behind. He felt the telltale slight pinprick that announced his impending arousal and quickly brought himself back to reality and followed Pam into the office. Pam put her things down and sat down at her desk. She looked up and saw that Michael was parting the blinds to stare at her from his office. He lingered too long and then retreated back into his office. The door was shut and nobody approached it. Jim was staring at a blank desktop, his eyes vacant, stuck in a distant stare. His knee was bouncing nervously and then he finally said, "Fuck it." He stood up and approached the receptionist. "Beesley, do you want to come into the conference room and check out what I will introduce as a "Special Presentation" at Movie Monday today?" Jim asked as he leaned up against the desk. He was too nervous to play it completely cool and his guilty looking smile did not go unnoticed. "Yeah, give me a minute I have to save something," Pam replied and she watched him turn and enter the conference room. She noticed that all of the blinds were then closed shut one by one. She got up from the desk and then went into the room and sat down. Jim shut the door and turned. She heard the click of the lock but she didn't see it. There weren't any chairs in the room yet so Pam was staring at the tv with her back to the door when Jim picked up the remote and turned it on. "I think you will find this intriguing," Jim announced cryptically. Pam turned slightly, enough to see Jim extend the remote and press play. "I have an idea for that" a tinny voice emitted from the tv speakers. Pam froze. Her entire face flushed instantly, turning a deep red as her mind grasped what she was looking at and with whom. She was staring at herself, naked as she walked around and laid down on her back on Michael's desk. Her head was at the edge of the frame and all of sudden a large dick slowly is slipped into her mouth. It was only a second before Pam saw herself on screen reach and pull Michael closer to her, shoving his cock deeper into her throat. Pam instantly felt an enormous rush from between her legs running up her entire body once again making every hair stand on end. She was so shocked it took her a minute to remember Jim was in the room with her. She turned to see a devilish grin. "I was trying to get a whole day's footage of Michael procrastinating so I could make a sweet time lapse video for this afternoon..." Jim trailed off. "But I was surprised to see Ms. Beesley acting like such a slut." Pam was being quickly overwhelmed by her lust and turned sharply. "I want that tape, Jim" she said moving closer to him and looking up into his eyes innocently.Jim stepped even closer reaching around and roughly grabbed Pam's ass and brought her body to his. She gasped and smiled seductively back up at him as his hands continuously groped her luscious behind. Jim could not control himself any longer. Pam was looking at him with a look of pure sexual need and she wasn't backing away from him. She reached down and grabbed his stiffening member, causing him to jump unexpectedly. She rubbed him up and down grinning mischievously as Jim's eyes rolled back into his head. His cock was fully alert within seconds, his raw power flexing hard against the fabric of his pants. Pam laughed as Jim brought his eyes back to meet hers as they passionately kissed, their thoughts completely surrendered to lust. They finally unlocked from their entwining embrace and seemed to have the same exact thought at the same moment. Pam hurriedly started unbuttoning her blouse, as she kicked off her heels. The purple bra she was wearing looked too small and could barely contain her bouncing breasts as she hopped up and down getting out of her clothes. In a moment she was down to just her panties as she unzipped her skirt and slid out of it, letting it fall to her ankles as she wiggled her curvy hips. She was wearing full purple panties that also looked to be a couple sizes too small hugging what Jim knew to be an absolutely immaculate pussy. Jim froze with his shirt halfway off as he was shocked by the beautiful woman getting nude in front of him. A woman he had fantasized about since the day they had met. Pam took the opportunity to grab Jim by his belt buckle as she began to unfasten it and unbutton his pants. Jim finished pulling his shirt off as Pam slid the zipper down on his pants, easing them down to his ankles and slowly lifting both feet. As Pam lowered herself to her knees Jim looked down upon her greedily, his bulging cock stretching his underwear just inches from Pam's face. Pam reached down into his underwear and massaged Jim's manhood with her soft hand. She reached all the way down to grab both balls and massaged them inside his briefs. Jim moaned slightly as Pam now stopped to pull his underwear down with both hands. Jim's eager cock bounced out and Pam instantly grabbed it, twisting and gently kneading the pulsing member as she stood up, staring him in the eyes. Jim reached and his hand plunged down into Pam's panties discovering she was more than ready for him. She looked at him with her beautiful eyes as his fingers probed between her legs. Her eyes closed momentarily as he pulled the panties down and off her legs. She was opening the clasp of her bra as Jim rose cupping her breasts the moment they swung free of their restraints. "Oh my god," Jim blurted. Pam laughed as she blushed and replied, "I can say the same to you, Mr. Halpert." As she said it she squeezed his throbbing cock, staring at it in awe. Jim grabbed her hips and guided Pam up onto the edge of the conference room table. He positioned her hips just right and hooked both of his arms under her knees to spread her legs. Pam quickly wrapped her hands round Jim's neck and pulled herself close to him. He missed with the first pass cock sliding over her belly. He held onto the table with both hands for support and looked down to slowly guide his cock into Pam. Pam moaned too loudly as Jim pumped into her slowly for the first time. Jim and Pam locked gazes as Jim slowly slid his steely cock inside her. Her face was contorted from the effort of taking in more and more of Jim's full length with each pump. She winced as he finally thrust himself all the way inside of her, but soon her hips were shuddering as waves of pleasure rode up and down her body as she held on tightly while Jim pumped repeatedly inside of her. She bit her lip and hummed a moan of pure delight. Jim's face was beginning to glisten from the effort and Pam roughly pulled him towards her kissing him wildly, her cheeks rosy from excitement. Pam could only hold on for her life as Jim picked up speed with his thrusts. Her tits were bouncing rapidly as Jim pounded and pounded into her. He suddenly picked Pam up off the table and pulled his pulsing cock out of her, helping her stand up. His hand roamed down to her pussy and around to her ass as he slid a finger quickly into her asshole, catching her by surprise. She jumped slightly and tried to turn and face Jim, but he pushed her down over the table as he slid two more fingers inside of her ass forcing an audible moan. Jim's cock was still glistening from Pam's pussy and he lined himself up behind her and pushed his cock head into the opening of her ass. "Oh my god," Pam nearly shouted. She had never tried anal before and it felt as if a baseball bat had been shoved inside of her. Jim smiled because that was barely the head of his cock and Pam had a big surprise coming. He eased it further and Pam nearly fainted with pleasure, her knees weakening. Jim was nearing climax and he used a chair to put his leg up so he could mount Pam further. Pam started shaking uncontrollably as Jim sharply slid his cock the rest of the way. "Fuck!" Jim exclaimed as he thrust his hips into Pam as hard as he could. His thrumming cock started to convulse and inject load after load of his hot cum into her tight ass. Jim shook and shuddered as he finally emptied himself inside of her. He slowly backed out of her, his cum sliding out and down her leg as his cock popped out. Coming back to reality while laying face down on the conference room table, Pam's breathing steadied and she turned to see Jim getting his underwear and pants back on. She stared at him matter-of-factly, completely nude and Jim had to admit she looked amazing and fierce with determination. "Jim I want that tape." "Take it, that's my only copy," he replied. "How do I know you aren't lying, Halpert?" Pam worried. "Pam, I got what I wanted, I'm not an asshole," He tried to assure her. "If this gets out I will be ruined here. Everything Angela has ever said about me will be true." Pam said as she started to dress herself again. "Screw Angela, Pam. Only Michael, you and I will ever know anything about this," Jim said. Finally assuaged Pam clasped her bra and buttoned her shirt back up. She looked at him and smiled the same mischievous smile that got her in trouble in the first place. She kissed him quickly, playfully squeezed his ass and headed for the door, looking back and holding a solitary finger to her lips to remind him to be discreet. She left the room first and Jim stayed behind slightly to rearrange the room before he left and went back to sit at his desk. But not before smiling to himself and collecting the hidden camera that was hiding on the shelf of the moving TV stand... The Office: Pam is Proactive Ch. 03 Jim decided to keep the video of Pam and him private, but he couldn't resist showing the one guy he trusted at the office the video of Pam and Michael, so he gave a copy to Darryl. Darryl couldn't believe what he saw and was soon sending Roy out on an errand so he could call the entire warehouse into his office to replay the video. The warehouse guys left the office with an intensified desire to take the receptionist from upstairs. Jim went back upstairs and the rest of the warehouse went back to work. Darryl was incredibly turned on by the video and his thoughts were unable to tear themselves from the single desire to invade some part of Pam Beesley with his cock. He remembered a detail hidden in his subconscious, and he checked his watch. It was nearly lunch and Pam would be going out to her car to get her packed lunch. Roy tended to go out with the guys. Darryl had an idea but he needed their respective lunch routines to remain the same. He went out to the parking lot to wait and see. Upstairs, unaware to all that had just happened downstairs in the warehouse office, Pam readied her purse and looked again at Jim to try and make eye contact. She had been trying to playfully go on with their daily routine but since their encounter yesterday Jim hadn't spoken to her and was acting unusual, as if he were giving her the cold shoulder. Pam sighed to herself and she turned to get up. She couldn't suppress the feeling of anxiety that had invaded her thoughts ever since she woke up this morning. She worried about the tape with her and Michael, she was now starting to worry that something was wrong with Jim. She got in the elevator and went downstairs and outside to the parking lot. "I've got an idea for that..." a mockingly girlish voice taunted Pam from her right side. Pam looked over and saw that someone had ducked behind the last truck in the parking lot. She turned instantly deep red and stood shocked and disbelieving that someone could have found out such a secret. The mystery voice mocked her again with laughter that sounded very familiar and Pam walked over quickly to confirm her suspicions. "Darryl." Pam tried to say confidently and cheerfully. "Was that you calling at me?" Pam asked nonchalantly . Darryl laughed at her again and bit his lip as he eyed her up and down, taking his time and not trying to hide his intentions. Pam shifted nervously under his gaze. "I saw how you motivated Michael and..." Darryl stated but Pam's thoughts were interrupted. Jim! That bastard had another copy of the tape and he was showing it to guys in the office. Her nightmare was slowly unfolding in front of her. "...so could you help me get motivated to get those orders out?" Pam heard Darryl say as the sound faded back into her consciousness. "I, I-I don't know what--," Pam couldn't find the right words. Just a week ago she was the receptionist who turned away all advances. She purposely had worn conservative clothes to understate her wonderful, young body and it had somewhat worked. Kevin and others like Creed and even Stanley and Ryan made off color remarks or half-ass passes at her at some point. She had been disgusted by all of them and had let them know it with one of her usual looks of pure disdain. "Look, I don't have any cameras out here and I don't think anyone would believe me if I told them," Darryl said. "Come on get in my truck." He opened the door for her and then walked around to the other side. Pam couldn't believe she was considering doing this. She was about to go and suck her fiancé's boss off. Pam felt like a complete whore but she was also afraid to admit that she was getting turned on at the thought of being used in the parking lot. She hadn't done anything like this since she was a freshman at her first high school. Pam had gone off with two senior boys and gave them head one by one in one of their cars. The story had got around and Pam had to change schools to try and salvage her reputation. She didn't have that opportunity this time, she realized nervously and she stepped up into the truck where Darryl was waiting. He was eyeing her hungrily and rubbing his hands together. Pam wasn't attracted to Darryl really, but he wasn't terrible to look at, she thought. She didn't notice at first but Darryl had unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. His semi-rigid cock was laying out on his pants. He saw Pam notice his cock and it twitched upwards in anticipation. He looked over at her and smirked as he leaned back to let Pam settle onto the bench seat under his arm. His hand instantly moved to grope her chest as she reached down and lightly grabbed his cock. She ran her hand all over the slowly stiffening rod and soon her pace increased and it wasn't long before she was working a rock hard member as she got onto all fours on the bench seat of the pickup. Darryl ran his hands over any part of the beautiful receptionist he could reach and groped her chest by reaching inside her sweater to free her hanging breasts. Pam's head dipped down and teased the head of Darryl's cock, sucking and failing to act like an inexperienced girl, unwilling to go any further down his cock. Darryl's hand was soon on the back of Pam's head. She tried to hold her ground but Darryl was forcing her head down further and further each time. Her pretty mouth was now slobbering up and down Darryl's cock. She was gagging like a whore as Darryl's head repeatedly tried to force it way into Pam's tight throat, the sloppy noises filling the silence of the car. Darryl's head was back in ecstasy as he continually pumped Pam's head down onto his cock. Her warm inviting mouth was bringing him closer and closer to release. He brought his head back down and almost jumped in alarm. Roy's car was pulling back into the lot, back from lunch. Darryl relaxed quickly when they parked on the other side and somewhat far away. It didn't take him long to return to his state of bliss because Pam hadn't missed a beat and was still sucking him fervently. Darryl smiled to himself as he thought about what he was doing to. The breach of code among men was enticing and Darryl stared at his friend as he walked into the building, the man's soon to be wife working his cock not fifty yards from him. It was too much, his hand found the back of her head again and he shoved it down hard as he began to spasm and jerk. There was no place for his cum to go but down her throat and she struggled to keep up with the bursts of warm fluid entering her mouth. He shook violently for a few more seconds and then slowly his muscles relaxed and the hand came off the back of Pam's head. She popped up, wiping her mouth like a bad cliché and leaned back in her seat to face Darryl, who was reorganizing himself and zipping up. As Pam buttoned her shirt, she asked "Can you please not tell anyone Darryl? I've always thought you were kind of cute so I don't have a problem with you and Jim knowing but I wouldn't want the rest of the office to know." Pam finished the request basically pleading in a flirty way. But it seemed to work and Darryl agreed and even kissed her on the cheek on the way out, which oddly boosted her spirits. She let Darryl go in first and then she separately went upstairs and was focused on finding Jim and beating the crap out of him. She made it inside and Jim was nowhere to be found. Pam guessed that he was still at lunch and she sat down at her desk to stew and come up with ideas about how to get Jim back for all of this. Pam was kind of daydreaming sitting idly at her desk. Michael was in New York, which meant she only had to answer phones all day. She was staring off into space thinking about trapping Jim nude in the warehouse somehow when she was snapped back to reality by the door closing. She looked up to see Jim smiling devilishly at her and she angrily gestured at him to come close. "You asshole!" She whispered with a punch. "I can't believe you—" "Not here, not now. Check your email." Jim interrupted cryptically. He quickly continued on to his desk and sat down to work acting like nothing had happened. Pam was stunned at the complete brush off by one of her best friends and she slumped back into her chair confused and flustered. She went to the computer and checked her email. An invitation to a meeting was waiting there. The invitation was for a meeting at 5:30pm in the conference room. "5:30pm?" Pam wondered. "Michael must have pushed something off on sales again" She called down to the warehouse to tell Roy to go on home without her, she would be staying late. She looked up and noticed that several people were looking at her and quickly looked away when she noticed. That was odd, she thought as she settled into her usual routine of answering phone calls and taking notes. The rest of the day slipped by and Pam's focus continually wandered back to her encounter with Darryl in the truck. She was unaware of several sets of eyes lingering on her with only lust driving their focus. Around five o'clock Phyllis got up and left, along with Meredith, Kelly and Oscar. Dwight stood up and surveyed the office and then slowly sauntered out behind them. The office fell mostly quiet again as the only sounds were keys being punched on keyboards and the occasional phone call. Just before 5:30 Jim went into the conference room and arranged some of the chairs around the table and adjusted some of the blinds. He went and stood by the door as Toby and Ryan filtered into the room and then looked at Pam who then stood and walked into the room. "See you guys tomorrow," Jim deceptively said as he closed the door and turned to face the room. There was silence for about 20 seconds before Jim looked down at Pam who was sitting with her arms crossed. "We've all seen the tape with Michael Pam," Jim stated matter-of-factly. Pam's jaw dropped in shock as her face flushed with anger and embarrassment. Ryan and Toby both started to slowly surround Pam as Jim pulled her up from her seat, only struggling a little. "I—I don't—," Pam stuttered meekly, as she spun around her eyes darted between the three men in the room. She put her face in her palms and tried to disappear. Pam was humiliated. The tape of her face getting plowed by the boss had been seen by at least all the men in the office. Three of them were now closing in on her. She felt hands at her waist and up the side of her body, probing and groping whatever they came in contact with. She couldn't help feeling the slight twinge that signaled her impending excitement. She felt ashamed at the thought of such a public exposure, but her craving was at a point that she had to fulfill her every desire, her co-workers or not. She had never thought of being with several men at one time, but that quickly changed as she contemplated having more than one cock inside of her. The hands behind her massaged her supple breasts through Pam's light sweater. Jim then plunged his hand down Pam's skirt and into her panties. Pam was wet and shaking slightly with excitement as another hand went down the back of her skirt. Ryan was unzipping her skirt as Toby stripped down. Toby pulled her skirt down. He and Jim were brushed aside by Ryan who then forced his hand into her pink panties and rubbed her furiously. Pam sank at the knees momentarily and she opened her eyes to look at Ryan as the joy of manipulation shone in his eyes while his fingers probed and massaged. His free hand ran up her shirt and pulled it up over her now heaving chest. He cupped one of her breasts with his hand, enjoying her smooth skin and gently rubbing and squeezing the mound of flesh. Pam felt her hand being grabbed and pulled. She quickly guessed it was Toby as her hand eventually was led to a rock hard member with impressive girth. She began to stroke the cock and heard a slight low groan to the right. Pam closed her eyes and ceded control. Ryan grabbed both of her tits and voraciously attacked Pam's nipples, licking and sucking them as she moaned slightly. Ryan quickly pulled her left leg up under her knee. He unzipped his pants to allow the cock that was straining his pants out and bent at the knees. He stuck his hand in Pam's panties and rubbed her as she moaned softly again, throwing back her head. Ryan's hands were soon moist and he rubbed the head of his cock to help ease it into Pam. As Pam stroked Toby and Jim watched, Ryan pulled aside her panties and slid his cock in her while he watched her face grimace and then release with pleasure. His hips grinded hers as he pumped in and out of her standing up. She had to wrap her arms around him and soon he was supporting her full weight after he pulled her other leg up. Ryan handled Pam by the hips as he pounded into her with his full might. Ryan pumped as Pam bounced slightly and whimpered sexily as soon they ground to a halt. Pam felt Toby rearranging her thong, pulling it to the side as he moved towards her. His hardened member slid up her ass crack as he rubbed up against her. Pam looked back just as the head of Toby's cock penetrated her ass. The pinching and invading sensation rushed her senses and caused her to shudder and her grip on Ryan tightened as Toby slid himself into her ass. Pam could feel the two cocks inside of her like nothing she had ever felt before. Their presence inside of her was dominating and complete. She felt as if she were being impaled as they slowly began to pump in and out of her. When Toby's cock was plunged in her he held it there and steadied Pam as Ryan pumped his member inside of her. Pam shook uncontrollably as she came in waves as her two co-workers took turns thrusting into her. Jim stared from a few feet away as his cock hardened in his pants. His eyes darted to the door to the back rooms and he smiled again. It soon was replaced by a measured calm, masking his desires. The only sound in the room was the slapping of their balls against Pam as they pounded into her and her whimpering and moaning. This was soon overwhelmed by groaning as the two men struggled to continue. "I'm going to cum!" Toby eventually grunted pulling out so quickly Pam swore she felt a breeze in space he left behind. Ryan planted her back down on her feet but they both pushed her down to her knees. As she sat there obediently, Toby roughly positioned her face as he struggled to control himself. Pam closed her eyes just in time as Toby blew a hot shot of his cum onto Pam's forehead as he groaned loudly and shuddered. Pam stroked his cock a few times as some more cum dribbled out and soon he had to pull away from her. Ryan ran his hand through Pam's auburn hair and guided her head back towards him. She took her third load of semen in her mouth again as she watched Ryan jerk momentarily before grabbing his cock and attempting to shove it down her throat. His balls were resting on her chin as they started contracting and convulsing, delivering his hot load into her willing mouth. The sight of Pam with cum on her face while sucking him off had driven Ryan to grab onto the table for support. He shook for a while before he calmed down and pulled away from Pam. She began to take stock of the room again, seeing Toby nearly dressed again and Jim's bulging pants. He slowly undid his belt and zipper as Ryan dressed and left with Toby. Jim pulled out his cock and started to stroke himself looking at Pam. She tensed in anticipation. She had let Jim control her and watch her get fucked but she had plans to turn the tables and exert her sexual power over him. He didn't move and Pam quickly got nervous as he eyed her up and down, groping himself. She saw his eyes move towards the door and her head followed, what she saw shocked her still. "I always knew it," tiny Angela said judgmentally as she sauntered into the room with her hands crossed against her chest. As she walked in she peered over the kneeling Pam. Toby's jet of cum was still plastered on her deeply reddening face as she stared up at her nemesis completely exposed. "I can't believe I get to fulfill one of my fantasies and watch the office cum rag get used," Angela taunted. Pam had no response, she couldn't think of anything to say and was paralyzed by her fears being realized before her very eyes. Angela went over and stood by Jim. Pam was distracted as someone else entered the room. Her eyes widened, "Stanley!" She exclaimed. Stanley was lumbering into the room with his zipper wide open. He was stroking his rock hard cock and moving quickly with his face contorted like he was holding something in. "But—But you have a daughter!" was all she managed to blurt out before Stanley started to spurt wild shots of his cum on her face and hair. The hot load of her older co-worker was dripping down from her forehead over her lips off her chin. She kneeled there in stunned silence as he tucked himself in and turned and left without looking at her or saying anything. Pam was humiliated again. She turned to glare at Jim but was distracted by seeing Angela's pants unbuttoned and her hand in her panties, a look of detached amusement across her face. Another shadow in her peripheral vision announced the arrival of someone else. "KEVIN!" Pam gasped, horrified. Kevin was smiling at her dumbly as he strolled in the door still in his suit with his cock in his hands. "Don't you dare, Kevin!" Pam weakly demanded, but the fight was leaving her. "Kevin—" She was cut off as he started to squirt his hot semen onto her face. He sprayed wildly coating parts of her hair and mostly dripping on to her tits covering her sweater and bra. Kevin wiped the tip of his cock on Pam's cheek as she sat there bewildered. Pam was too shocked to move and she let the cum dribble and drip down her face. Her face was hot with embarrassment and shame as Angela's words cut across her mind again. She had no time to linger on that thought as she was interrupted again. "Creed! No not Creed" she thought, unable to even speak because her anger was nearly overwhelming her embarrassment. But she was too close to the door to move out of the way in time. He waddled up to her grotesquely jerking himself. He threw his head back and grunted loudly. "Oh Patty!" he erroneously shouted as he weakly pumped a dribble of his hot cum out on the bridge of Pam's nose. He used some of her hair to wipe his dick off as the small load slowly made its way down her nose, oozing across her face that was burning with a mixture of shame and a growing arousal from being subjugated for sexual pleasure. Creed adjusted himself and left the room. There was four men's seed decorating her face and chest but she managed to look over at Jim working his cock furiously, a look of pure devilish delight on his face. At the moment Angela's head was back and her eyes closed as her hand rummaged in her pants. But it snapped back up and a look of pure delight swept across her face as her eyes went to the door. Dwight was standing there in his wife-beater and slacks jerking his hard cock staring at Angela. She moved towards the door and where Pam was kneeling. His eyes followed her and then settled on Pam. "Let me help," she whispered reverently towards Dwight. Her soft demeanor disappeared instantly when her eyes fell back on Pam. She roughly grabbed her hair in the back to pull it back also having the effect of tilting Pam's face back to face up to Dwight as he stroked himself, grimacing from the effort of self control. Pam looked in time to see Dwight painting her face with four or five hot ropes of his fluids as Angela held Pam's head with one strong grip, her other hand wrapped around Dwight's waist. Angela grabbed Dwight's cock and wiped the last bit of cum off it on Pam's forehead. She gently put it back in his pants and zipped them for him. They turned and walked out of the room leaving Pam slightly blinded and alone on the floor, still half-dressed her nice clothes were now spotted with the cum of most of the office. The Office: Pam is Proactive Ch. 04 Pam is Proactive Ch. 4: Pam meets Karen Pam struggled to keep her composure as the man ran his hands over her entire body. She was quivering out of a combination of fear and excitement. Her eyes met Karen's for a moment as she came through the door behind her but Karen disappeared around the corner, surrounded by the two men groping at her. As a cold hand plunged up inside Pam's sweater she cringed slightly and paused to ponder what depths she would sink to for pleasure... -- The previous day Pam had been sitting alone in her apartment as she lazily wandered online. She was alone at her apartment and it had been months since she had been out on a date so inevitably she eventually found herself at a couple porn sites. After the last incident in the conference room at the office, Jim had accepted a promotion and a move to Connecticut. Pam had been stunned. She was even more so when he returned a couple months later when the Connecticut branch merged with Scranton with a new girlfriend in tow. Karen was her name and she was beautiful in her own right, a skinny brunette with silken hair, bronze skin and a dazzling smile that lit up her face. She was kind of intimidating to Pam at first, she strode in confidently in her business attire, still drawing eyes in that usually drab type of clothing. But Pam was too jealous to be intimidated and she soon resented having to see them together right in front of her that first week the two branches merged. Jim had made a point of parading her around in front of everyone, and she thought he was deliberately doing it in her face. Frustrated with herself for wasting time thinking about them again, Pam directed her attention to her own needs and unbuttoned her jeans. She slid the zipper down allowing her hand to slide into the white cotton panties that peeked out from under the denim. Pam leaned back in her chair, letting her left hand wander and her right hand control the computer. She shuffled through a couple dozen sites with various fetishes until she finally landed on a video of a student seducing her teacher. Pam watched as the teacher delicately placed the girl's hand on his throbbing cock. As he showed her how to stroke him Pam's back arched as she began to rub herself faster and faster. Her head slumped back and her eyes rolled back into her head as she nearly shuddered in ecstasy. A vivid memory came rushing back to Pam and enveloped her entire consciousness. -- She could still remember the stillness of the empty office after she entered when her knock went unanswered. The desk was in the center of the room with a window and radiator behind it. There were papers randomly strewn across the cheap particle board desk. A brown paper bag was lying out on top of the papers but she couldn't tell what was in it. An old fashioned generic school clock hung on the wall announcing the afternoon hour. Sunlight fell across a collection of boxes of equipment in the corner. She sat in one of the metal folding chairs that were facing the desk. Pam was nervous. She had a slight crush on her coach. It was hard for her to deny, he had taken a decided interest in her ever since he had met her early on in the fall. He singled her out in practice a lot, and always made an effort to stop and chat with her wherever he saw her on the school grounds. Pam liked the attention, especially since most of the team thought the young coach was hot. She heard indistinguishable voices from down the tiny hallway and figured the coach was talking to someone else. She couldn't know that in reality her coach had the advantage of knowing who she was long before Pam got to know him as one of the volleyball assistant coaches. Footsteps from the hall announced his arrival. Pam turned her head to look over her shoulder and smiled up at her coach. "Hey, sorry I'm late," he said stepping into the room. "You know, the other day I was talking to Coach Wilson," coach said as he looked down at Pam and smiled as he sat in the chair next to her. "She told me that you came here from St. Joseph's." Pam nodded, not saying anything because she was slightly confused and suddenly more alert. Coach looked a little different for some reason. He was staring at her confidently and it was slightly unnerving Pam. She usually had the ability to make him blush as only older men do when younger women exert their charm over them. He put his hand on Pam's knee and held it there. She felt the warmth of his hand on her bare knee and started to flush. Had he seen her constantly smiling at him all season? She was always glowing when he was around which had the effect of looking like she was constantly flirting with him. That thought was fleeting. "I worked at St. Joseph's three and half years ago." Pam froze, her eyes widening. "That was my first job out of college as an assistant." He paused as he looked down at his hand. His eyes took her legs in and worked their way up to finally meet her own. "The day I started work, a freshman girl was sent home." Pam was shocked and embarrassed that her coach knew about the incident that led to her having to switch to a school on the other side of town. She knew that he knew her past but he was being excruciatingly slow about revealing the depth of his knowledge and there was nothing she could do. "The girl had apparently been lured out to the parking lot by two older boys..." Coach trailed off. He didn't need to finish. He stood up slowly as his hand was sliding up Pam's exposed thigh and down towards where both thighs met. "I had a hard-on for my whole first week as the details came out. I kept imagining meeting you, a girl so eager to please," coach said as his hand cupped her pussy from the outside of her gym shorts. "I can remember the bitter disappointment when I learned you just left." Pam was completely flushed now and her instincts were starting to blur her focus. She began to breathe harder, her chest swelling rhythmically against the fabric of her bra as coach's hand started to slowly rub her. Her head turned slightly and she saw that the door was still wide open. The threat of discovery only excited her further. "But I never forgot her name," he said, nearly whispering in her ear, "Pamela Beesly." She gently shuddered as she leaned back in the chair, closing her eyes and spreading her legs. She could remember thinking that she wasn't supposed to be doing this, but not being able to stop her instincts from allowing coach to put his hands anywhere on her that he pleased. Pam felt her shirt being pushed up to expose her midriff. Coach was standing behind her chair now, his left hand supporting him. She felt his large, warm palm on her belly and she struggled to calm herself as she was now starting to shake nervously. She looked back up at him innocently as he forced his hand under the elastic band of her shorts and slid his hand down across her bare pussy. Her eyelids faltered and she bit her lower lip as her body relaxed, inviting the waves of pleasure rippling through her body. Her head was slumped back and eyes fully closed when they heard footsteps coming from the hall. Pam became instantly alert and her heart pounded in her chest as coach quickly pulled his hands out of her shorts and started to move to his chair behind his desk. The footsteps got louder momentarily and they waited for someone to walk past the open door. Instead, they heard a door creak and the footsteps quiet slightly. Just then a phone rang in one of the adjacent offices and they heard it answered from what seemed like next door. Coach went and peeked into the hall, turned and smiled at Pam. She eased slightly as he whispered, "Coach Wilson. She's on the phone." He reached down and rubbed her tits as Pam concentrated on the sound of her head coach Tina on the phone, bits of conversation floating into the hallway and bouncing into the office they occupied. Pam calmed down enough to register the sound of pants unbuttoning and unzipping behind her. She tensed again and stood up quickly. "Coach," she whispered with an urgent look on her face, grabbing his hands to stop them from removing his pants any further, "We can't—I won't, not while she's right there!" She was standing, staring up into his eyes with a pleading look on her face. The office was still, the only sound was the mumbled half of the conversation in the next room. He put his hand on her shoulder and she relaxed. The touch of his warm hand on her skin was reassuring. He was calm, deliberate and determined to enjoy as much of this as he could. He let it run down her arm, his fingers brushing her porcelain skin causing a slight shiver and he grasped her soft hand with his. She looked up at him, fully entranced by his boldness and her own desires being unleashed. He slowly caressed her hand and moved it towards his body. Her heart started beating ferociously as her hand made contact with his stomach. He gently guided her hand and she slid it down his warm body. She looked down to see a bulge in his underwear. She could see the outline of his cock and thought he must already be hard for her. She looked up briefly and smiled at the eagerness she perceived in him. With one hand she held the elastic of his boxer briefs back and with the other she reached in and let out an audible gasp. Pam's fingers were wrapped around a mostly flaccid cock and she looked up quickly after she tugged the boxers down a bit. She put her hand back on his cock and she stared into her coach's eyes, her mouth open in awe as his face contorted in pleasure. She felt the rhythmic pulsing of blood rushing to his cock. They maneuvered behind the desk but remained standing with the top of Pam's head barely coming up to her coach's chin. She wouldn't let go of his cock, constantly moving her hands over it as they positioned themselves. Within seconds she was gently stroking a rigid, steely cock and slightly smiling as she noticed Coach struggling to stay quiet. Pam looked up at him, her stare unbroken as she jerked his cock faster and faster. His mouth was open in a silent exhortation as her hands massaged in a circular motion. Pam felt the cock convulse and the muscles tighten and she slowed her pumping hands. He relaxed, his feet fell flat and he nearly fell back into his desk chair. Pam leaned back on the desk, her right hand pawing at his cock. She rocked on her hips slightly, just enough to drive him crazy with lust. He grabbed her by the hips, both still trying to remain quiet. He flipped her suddenly causing her to fall over the desk, almost knocking the bag off the desk. As Pam was bent over, coach yanked the shorts down to her knees taking her grey panties with them. Pam was face down in a pile of loose papers as she felt the tip of his cock rub up against her bare ass and pussy. Pam was excited that he was pinning her to the desk with his hand spread out, pressing down in the center of her back. She fought his arm and pushed herself up enough on her elbow to turn her head and look at him longingly right at the moment the head of his cock was sliding into her. "AH—!" Pam exclaimed before Coach muzzled her with his hand. He slightly widened his stance and then slowly ground his hips into her. He glanced down and marveled at the sight of his stiff cock penetrating his fantasy girl. Her tiny senior ass was accepting his cock willingly and he felt the continued vibration of her trying to moan through his hand. Coach's dominating position was only turning him on more, it seemed. Pam could sense a physical transformation taking hold of her coach. He had his right hand on her hip now to steady himself. His left hand was still firmly cupped over Pam's mouth and he now completely controlled her body. Pam was reminded of how she had fantasized about controlling her coach they way she had control over the boys in her class. She couldn't help but notice that her little fantasy of control had no reality behind it. She was being pinned to her volleyball coach's desk as he rammed her from behind. Her knees weakened as a strange feeling began to take hold in her. With each thrust of his cock she gasped and quivered. Coach's cock was larger than any of the boys in her class and his girth was being used like a weapon. He held her tighter now as his spastic jabs gained more and more force. He paused and stood up fully to catch his breath momentarily and looked down again to appreciate the beauty of seeing Pam's ass being split. Her shorts and panties were forcing her knees to stay together creating a lovely sight and she caught her coach off guard as she bent her knees during the momentary lull and her ass slid back towards him, enveloping his cock slowly. Coach could only mumble a grunt as Pam began to work his cock by sliding her hips back towards him and turning her head to throw him a look of pure innocence. She smiled wickedly as she saw him throw his head back and his face contort with pleasure. He was struggling to keep his composure and Pam felt him tense up behind her forcing him to grab on to the desk for support. She wiggled her butt and he let out an audible grunt as he had to grasp her hip to slow her down and delay his impending release. She momentarily forgot about controlling their pace as she became overwhelmed with the feeling of imminent release. Afraid of setting her body free, she naturally resisted at first but was soon her whole body was vibrating and she went nearly limp from the spasms of pleasure coursing through her body. If Pam were not lying bent over the desk, she would have certainly been on the floor because her limbs failed her as she thrashed in silent pleasure. A low pitched hum was all that could be heard escaping from her silenced mouth but she was releasing a purely guttural torrent of noise as she bucked and shook. Pam slowly became aware of the room again as her coach continued to pump in and out of her. His pace increased and he was forced to finally remove his hand from her mouth. He couldn't steady himself with just one hand as he pumped this fast. Pam was slow to realize what was about to happen, and she was too slow to say anything. Coach gave a climactic thrust, burying his entire length inside of her and she would have shouted out if she hadn't bit down on her lip. Just as she felt coach's entire body go rigid, he slammed his cock all the way inside her and his hips spasmed with pure joy as he shot what seemed to be endless jets of his cum inside her. "I'll get back to you on Monday." They both heard the voice and they froze instinctually, which allowed them to also hear the phone being hung up. The noise of a chair scooting backwards was quickly followed by footsteps getting louder. Frozen in place they were both too shocked to move, not that it would have helped. Coach would never be able to hide himself in the state he was currently in, even if his engorged cock wasn't currently inside one of his senior players. His heart in his throat he looked down to enjoy what he was sure would be his last memory of freedom. At the last second, as if reality suddenly hit her again, Pam tried to move but was held still by her coach. They both tensed as the footsteps reached the linoleum of the hall, every sense in Pam's body screaming at her to run and shut the door. They had both realized that any sudden noise from what Coach Tina thought was an empty office would surely elicit an inspection. They heard a door shut and the click of a lock engaging, both closing their eyes in silent concentration. The footsteps continued. It took them several seconds to register that the footsteps were receding down the hall and they sighed in unison. Their slightly sweaty bodies were still pressed against each other in the most compromising of positions. Eventually he pulled up and away and brought her up off the desk to stand in front of him, his hands exploring her body and her hands exploring his. He bent and kissed her, making her smile and blush, then reached down and pulled her shorts and panties back up into place. The energy from their encounter still hung in the room and neither wanted to part, only doing so when a sudden noise announced the arrival of someone else in the hall. Pam lingered at the door until she noticed the time and left down the hall with a smile that wouldn't leave her face for days. -- Pam was mentally checked out. The video of the schoolgirl and her teacher was still playing but Pam's mind was back in her senior year of high school. She kept brushing against the feeling she was driving for only for it to escape her. She usually had no problems getting herself off remembering the encounter with Coach. She still saw him as the same vibrant young former athlete from that day and it drove her crazy remembering that stolen excitement. She was coming out of the memory too fast, quickly losing her steam. Trying her hardest she gave it one more chance than collapsed in the chair, opening her eyes in disgust at her failure. She was ridiculously horny but she couldn't get herself off. Ever since Jim left Scranton and went up to Connecticut she was left feeling wholly unsatisfied. He had gone and now returned with this new girl Karen. She flushed remembering how excited she had been for his return, only to have the grin replaced by tears when she spotted the two holding hands and being obviously intimate. Her alone time was ruined. She couldn't get off thinking of that bitch Karen, she thought as she got dressed. Jim was hers and a tiny idea grew in her mind as she reclined in her chair with a devilish grin creeping across her face. It would be tricky. Karen had been very nice and sweet when she introduced herself, but she seemed very smart. Pam was perhaps a bit too cold to her when they met and she decided that would most assuredly change. Karen had been eating alone at her desk because Jim had been out on sales calls all week. Nobody but the weird guy Andy and Jim talked to her in the office and Jim would be gone all the time now reestablishing contact with his old customers. Pam sensed an opening. Pam went to bed that night scheming her way to some sort of twisted revenge and awoke full of energy the next morning. She pulled out her favorite bra and panties and pulled it on as quickly as she could, fixing clasps here and there and straightening and pulling until she was satisfied looking in her mirror. She then covered it with her usually conservative sweater and skirt combination. She still looked powerfully sexual, her bust was testing the strength of the fabric of her sweater and her skirt neatly hugged her waist and her beautiful behind. She was the first one at the office as usual and was soon so swamped with calls that she hadn't realized it was almost time for lunch. She waiting during a small respite from answering her phone and spotted Karen staring at the plastic container holding her lunch. She got up and walked over to her desk, noticing Jim's was conspicuously untouched and empty. "Hey Karen," Pam announced, trying to sound nice and welcoming. "Oh hey, it's Pam right? Sorry I'm so bad with names," Karen said smiling nervously and turning to face her. Pam heavily laid on her charms and smiled as she replied, "You got it right, don't be so hard on yourself, you look nervous." Pam confidently slid onto an empty portion of her desk and coyly looked down to Karen. "Where is Jim?" Pam asked as she twirled her hair innocently. "Oh he called me last night and said David Wallace wanted him in New York today so he wouldn't be here." "Oh, you two aren't living together?" Karen flushed and the smile vanished a bit, Pam had seen she hit a sore spot. "I'm sorry...I just thought...none of my business," Pam stammered. "No, its totally fine," Karen recovered, "I found a small place that is okay with month-to-month and he moved back in with his old roommate until we can get settled." The Office: Pam is Proactive Ch. 04 Pam deflated a little but she was on the offensive again instantly. "Do you want to go get a drink with me after work? You said Jim's gone and you need someone to hang out with, right?" "Well I didn't say I.." "Oh come on, it will just be a couple drinks at this little dive down the block. Just to get to know each other, you know? We're going to be working together." "Are you sure this block looks like a pretty bad neighbor..." "Oh it's fine, seriously," Pam lied quickly before anyone around her could over her and correct her. Karen's smile returned quickly and she nodded her head excitedly, "Sure, why not? I could use a drink, Michael is insane. How do you deal with him?" "I have my ways." -- Pam finished up her work early and was just playing solitaire and answering the two lonesome phone calls that drifted in during the last hour of the day. She played but focused more on Karen as she finished up her calls and finally started to close down her computer and get ready to leave. She pretended not to notice until Karen called to her as she neared the reception desk. "Ready?" "Yep, just let me get my coat," Pam replied. "Thanks for doing this you know. I was getting really worried that everyone hated me here, no one would talk to me," Karen said with a look of relief on her face. They walked out to the car lot and put their things in their cars. Karen started to walk towards Pam's car, but Pam came walking out towards her. "We'll just walk. It's three blocks down that way, it's not far at all," Pam declared. "Can we get some food there? I forgot to eat lunch because I almost screwed up a call." "Yeah, they have food," she said as she put her arm around Karen in a friendly way and directed her out of the parking lot and they walked down the street chatting animatedly. As they neared the bar, Karen caught sight of the dingy place with shuttered windows in the center of a crumbling parking lot full of sedans and trucks owned by workers from most of the nearby businesses. She visibly recoiled and looked at Pam worriedly "Are you sure this is okay? This place looks like shit." "Trust me its fine I've been here before. It's okay for a drink or two. We won't stay late," Pam smiled as she lied. A tall man with dark brown hair and a mischievous look was straggling behind three of his friends but he held the door open for Pam and Karen, taking the opportunity to eye them both up and down with a large smile across his face, instantly charming both of them. Once inside the dark, cramped space they headed for the end of the bar near an old cigarette machine and across from several booths. The man that held the door joined his friends who were next to them. They watched eagerly as the girls stripped off their coats and sat smiling, and offered to buy them both a round. The girls ordered two martinis and Karen slipped off to the restroom. Pam told the barkeep to make them strong and the guys next to them looked on in admiration, unaware of her true intentions. She flirted with them relentlessly, and she was happy to see they were actually kind of attractive and they seemed normal. They were three lawyers from a firm down the street and the one who held the door was a medical student who was in residence at the hospital a couple minutes from the office. Karen rejoined them and hit it off instantly with the guys. Two of the lawyers took to her immediately and toasted her arrival with a healthy race to down their beers. She laughed and Pam could see the tension starting to leave her face. Since it was cold outside the bar was warmer than usual inside and the booze from the first drink started to flush Karen's face. She was laughing non-stop with the two lawyers and Pam was having trouble watching her as the other two talked to her. Pam ordered another round before Karen was finished with her first, urging her to down it in one gulp. She complied and Pam smiled as she saw Karen wince. The next drink Karen attacked without any need for Pam to prompt her. She had downed it in nearly three sips. The two lawyers were helping by flirting with Karen really hard and she was starting to playfully punch them and play with their hair. She reached into their pockets and grabbing their phones to enter her number in them. She was a natural flirt and had both of them in her pocket. The other men at the bar stared at the two lucky lawyers enviously as Karen became the center of attention. The boys got her another strong martini and soon she was clutching their ties and mock singing her favorite song as the boys and Pam laughed. Pam was getting tipsy, just tipsy enough to enjoy her flirting, but she was nowhere near as tanked as Karen. Karen came up and hugged Pam tightly, thanking her for being so nice and bringing her out. She told her she couldn't wait to tell Jim that someone was finally nice to her and that she had a friend here. Pam smiled falsely and hugged back but deep down started to get turned on at what she hoped would be happening soon. Karen was getting shots fed to her by the boys now and she was really flushed in the face. She was slurring heavily and talking loud. The bar was enjoying her antics as she got to strutting back and forth between tables in her tight pants. She yanked off one of the lawyer's ties and got to roping random strangers around the bar. The two lawyers were staying with her drink for drink and were more than happy to let her act the typical drunk girl, whispering loudly in their ears and making out with both of them when she got one alone. Pam let the med student put his arm around her and the third lawyer stared enviously at him and his two buddies reveling in Karen's attention. Eventually the barkeep cut Karen off and Pam sensed things would get sour quickly so she deftly called a cab on her own and announced they should go back to her apartment. Everyone agreed except the lawyer that was left out and he ended up staying behind as the five of them poured into the taxi. Pam and Karen had to sit on the men's laps and it wasn't long before Pam felt wayward hands moving across her body in the darkened cab. She didn't mind, the alcohol had done its job and the med student was cute. She looked over at Karen and was able to see her making out with one of them as she sat on her lap. As the cab went under a street lamp she caught a glimpse of a hand down Karen's pants. The ride was mostly quiet and the cabbie took his time. Pam opened her apartment with the med student behind her kissing at her neck and grabbing her breasts roughly. Karen was being attacked by the other two but she couldn't see them once she got the door open for she was pushed inside at once and into the hallway to the left. She was able to hear the rest of them stumble in and head straight into the living room but she was immediately obscured by the tall, muscular man who was attacking her mouth with his own. He yanked her sweater up, exposing the black and cream lace number Pam was hiding beneath and he let out a whimper of pure delight. She couldn't help but smile as his hands voraciously attacked her bosom and when he eventually buried his face between her soft pillowy mounds. She had a chance to peek around the corner as he reached around and cupped both of her buttocks and grabbed them hard. Karen was between the two lawyers; her blouse and bra were ripped open and pants nearing her ankles. Karen had already pulled out both of her suitors' stiffened cocks and they poked through their pants as they ripped her clothes off around her. Pam herself was beginning to feel her man's stiffening dick rub up against her and was pleasantly surprised when she felt a full handful when she reached down. He let out a small groan at her touch and looked down, opening his eyes. They met hers and she returned his look of steely passion. Her hands jumped into motion, ripping his belt free from its restraints and unclasping the buckle. The jingle of the metal belt sent a rush of excitement coursing through her body. She felt like she just woke up, finally realizing what she was doing. Her heart started to thump wildly in her chest. He was now ripping off her bra and blindly grasping for the zipper to take off her skirt. She let her head slip back as his mouth attacked her body anywhere it could. She slipped into a haze as her lust dulled her other senses. Pressed up against the wall in her hallway with a man she just met and Pam was more excited than she thought she would be. His hands were strong and finally yanked down her skirt and his mouth went directly for her crotch. He buried his nose deep into her groin and she let out a moan of delight. His hands yanked the panties down and away and Pam was almost completely exposed, her bare pussy hovering in front his face. He stood up, allowing her to fully remove his pants. As she bent down to slide his pants off she was greeted by his fully hardened cock flopping out wildly and smacking her in the head. She looked up at him and smiled, his member obscuring half of her face. He almost laughed in delight as she began to peck and kiss as his cock. He couldn't even look when she suddenly ducked her head down and started bobbing up and down. Pam took an impressive amount of his dick on the first suck, her nose ended up squashed up against his groin. Her head was against the wall and angled back so his balls had come to rest on her chin. Just when he thought he was about to blow a load in her mouth she finally came up for air, giggling and smiling wickedly. He was near gasping and struggling to stand straight, but was able to lean up against the wall with one hand and grab her auburn hair in a ponytail with the other. She was at his mercy as he began to thrust his pelvis and penetrate her mouth and throat. Her eyes teared up from but she never stopped looking up at him as he pumped her mouth full of his cock. Pam vaguely heard moaning coming from the living room followed by a succession slaps and then more moaning that was quickly muffled. She heard the sound of heavy belt buckles meeting hardwood floor but that was soon drowned out by the sloppy sounds of her throat getting pumped by a throbbing cock. The drool spilled out and soon her chin was a slippery mess where his sticky balls kept slapping up against her face. "I'm gonna fuck your face," were the first words he grunted out to her since they were in the bar. She couldn't help but agree as he didn't give her an opportunity to respond. As she began to mumble some sort of agreement he rammed his hips into her faster and harder, nearly causing her to gag. She winced and had to close her eyes but that only seemed to spur him on. For a good minute Pam had to take a vicious face fucking and she eventually had to push him away suddenly to get a lungful of air. Spittle dripped down her chest as she heaved fresh air into her body, him laughing all the while. Her eyes had teared up but she was fine, she smiled and blushed deeply and stood up. He was insatiable and was soon clutching at her anywhere he could as she grabbed a hold of his manhood and tugged to keep him hard. He spun her around and tried to pin her up against the wall but it was an awkward position and they couldn't quite make it work right. He didn't try to make it work long and just gave up by grabbing her around the waist and lofting her up over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He hauled Pam over into the living room where he gave a shout of approval at what he saw. Pam couldn't see because of her position but caught a glimpse of entwined flesh as they passed on their way to the partially empty couch. Pam heard a slap and a shout of delight from the med student as he gave Karen a playful slap on her ass. Pam was tossed down onto the couch and then she could finally capture what was happening with Karen. She could only see part of Karen's face, just her hair and flashes of her face as it was buried in one of the lawyers' crotch. He had her hair in his hands and was pumping his cock in her mouth as he could while his other buddy was taking her from behind. Karen was moaning unabashedly, although it was mostly muffled by the cock in her throat. She was moaning like a dirty whore without a care in the world as they ravaged her body. Her stomach was bent over one of the armrests of the couch, putting her face right in the lap of the sitting lawyer, his legs spread wide and one hand on the back of her head. The other lawyer stood behind her with his left hand on her hip and right gripping her shoulder hard as he rammed his cock inside her repeatedly. The scene did not look pretty. Karen looked like a whore being taken by savages. The look on the lawyers' faces was a combination of pure carnal greed and desire. The one taking her from behind pulled out quickly and gave her ass a giant slap, causing her to whimper. Pam almost smiled. The bitch likes it! She's getting off on this, Pam thought. The two switched and the two men attacked their new prizes with gusto. Karen's muffled moans soon filled a mostly silent room. Pam loved hearing Karen being taken and she allowed herself to look back down and discovered she was being licked between her legs to her approval. Pam shoved his face away though, so she could stand up. She never took her eyes off her man but slowly walked around and bent herself over the opposite armrest on the other side of the couch. The med student didn't need any further hints, and was behind her, trying to enter her. She felt his member find its mark and the tight feeling of penetration as he slid inside of her. She threw her head back in joyful pain as his full length came to a halt inside her. He held her there, fully penetrating her until she began to squirm and then slowly pumped his hips. Soon the sound of his balls rhythmically clapping up against her joined the cacophony of sloppy sexual noises permeating the room. She looked up after hearing a definitive escalation of speed across the room. Karen was now being fucking like a runaway jackhammer by the taller of the two lawyers. He was pouring sweat and flushed beet red as he furiously pumped into her. She was grunting loudly with pleasure and Pam was astonished as she saw Karen start to shudder everywhere on her body. The cock in her mouth slipped out and a guttural scream filled the room followed by laughter and whelps of delight from the two men. Karen was shaking in between the two men, a smile on her drunken face as she repeated "Oh my god. Oh my god." The lawyer who was sitting, turned and sat up normally on the couch. After a few seconds he helped Karen climb up on top of him. She straddled him and regained her composure, but only long enough for the guys to get in position. Karen was soon bouncing up and down as the other man stood up on the couch so she could try to swallow him as she rode the other. She attempted earnestly but was unable to keep his cock in her mouth as the other had her bouncing pretty hard on his cock. He solved that problem by grabbed her head by the hair again and steadying her on his cock. He threw his head back in triumph as she was soon taking his dick properly again. Pam was loving every second of it. She loved seeing Karen being ravaged for her plan was almost coming to fruition but she found she also just enjoyed watching someone else get so thoroughly and completely fucked. Her knees weakened and she felt a familiar feeling coming on as she succumbed to the power of the cock thrusting inside of her. The med student began to pump wildly, punctuating every fifth or sixth pump with a hearty slap to Pam's ass, reddening her creamy cheeks. Pam's knees buckled and she slumped face first into the couch as the waves of pleasure ripped through her body. She gave out a muffled gasp and registered the return of more of the men's delighted shouts of approval. Pam had to push the med student away and lay still for a moment as it felt as if her entire pussy was on fire with pleasure. He rested his sweaty head on her back and she turned to face him. Already she was regaining her composure and staring back at him lustily. He was still ready to go but Pam was done for the night. She whispered something in his ear, easily disguised by the moaning of Karen and slapping of balls against her ass. Her pretty little ass was sitting up there as she was getting poked in her pussy and mouth, thought Pam... Karen was soon too drunk to keep bouncing on top of the one lawyer's dick and they took to pumping her with their cocks again as she straddled him. The med student moved to put his cock back inside Pam but she reached down and squeezed his dick to stop him. "I want you to fuck my friend and cum on her face." The words had barely left her lips but she saw him nearly melt off the couch with the thought of it. He didn't need to be told twice but Pam firmly held him by his cock, allowing her to guide him over to the other three after she slowly rose to her feet. She held his throbbing member with one hand and gently patted Karen's head as she sloppily blew the standing man. The alcohol had fully hit Karen by this point, she was sloppily riding and only able to keep her eyes open bits at a time as she swayed between pleasure, drunkenness and exhaustion. Pam looked at the med student as seductively as possible and slipped two fingers into her mouth all the way to her knuckle. She slid them out slippery and wet and then plunged them deep into Karen's ass. Karen gave a muffled shout of surprise but she either too preoccupied or fine with them exploring her ass. The med student nearly came from the sight of it and stared at Pam full of desire. Pam slowly slid her fingers out of Karen's now loosened ass and pulled the cock in her hand towards its destination. He moaned and had to steady himself as the head of his cock nuzzled into her asshole, searching for the space to slide down into the warm inviting hole. Karen let out a nearly constant mumbling moan as the head slowly penetrated and slid down into her ass. Pam laid on the other end of the couch facing the scene with her legs spread wide and her hand rubbing furiously. Karen broke free of the cock in her mouth and her head turned towards Pam. Pam saw the pure satisfaction on her face as the two men penetrated her simultaneously. Their eyes met and Pam nearly came again right there as she watched this bitch get taken like a dog. They pulled Karen down and laid her down on the couch. The men all took turns pumping between her legs and the waiting ones dipped their balls and cocks into her waiting mouth as they hovered above her captive face. Pam was nearing another shuddering explosion when she heard one of the men say he was going to cum. Pam tensed up excitedly and sat up a little so she could see. It was one of the lawyers and he pulled out of her just in time to stand up and thrust his hips in her face to paint it with several hot jets of his white load. Karen sat their shocked unsure if she should wipe her face but she didn't have enough time. The other two men gathered around her head and Pam began to rub herself faster and faster. The groaning of the men was soon joined by her own as she came again in waves. As she shuddered and twisted on the other end of the couch she was able to lock her eyes on Karen's face as the other two men came as one. They shot thick ropes of their seed on her face from both sides and she was soon covered in the white hot cum. Flecks and drops decorated her lustrous brown hair and the white stained her tan skin decorating her face. She sat their panting for a few moments before she regained her senses and all the boys began to laugh. The cum was so thick she couldn't open her eyes and if she would she couldn't see anything. Pam got the boys' attention and put a solitary finger to her lips as she silently reached to the table. Her hand came back with a digital camera that quickly fired off a couple shots of Karen's plastered face. Pam smiled like the devil himself and the three boys broke out into hearty gales of laughter again, Karen joining them completely oblivious. The Office: Pam is Proactive Ch. 04 The four of them helped Karen up and cleaned her off and not soon enough. She was soon passed out on the couch before the guys were dressed and out the door. Not surprisingly they all left their number for her, she flushed hard especially considering what they all had just done and she felt like a child again as she closed the door smiling. She turned and draped a blanket on Karen, shut the light and the smile returned, creeping across her face as she was thinking there was a certain office colleague who would receive a nasty shock the next time he turned his computer on. She pulled the memory card out of the camera and kissed it, a sweet sign of victory.