Pam and Jim (Ship Challenge)

Pam And Jim

Jim sat at his desk, the Sabre logo lighting up the top left corner of the screen. Countless orders appeared on his screen, of which he had to finalize. He had been so busy that day pranking Dwight, that he had forgotten to finalize these sales.

Then Pam walked in. She was wearing a skirt and t-shirt, what she normally would. She came through the door, then to Jim's desk, worried.

"Where have you been?" she asked?

"Sorry. I-I've had a lot of paperwork and sales to finish."

Pam gave Jim her classic, stern look. "Well, I made you dinner. But you weren't there when I got home! I had to get a babysitter because I thought I would have to go looking for you!" She tried to sound angry as she spoke, but she let a smile creak through.

Jim chuckled, "Sorry. I'm trying to get bread on the table." He smiled up at Pam, then grabbed her by the face as he stood up and pushed his lips onto hers.

Pam embraced him, and grabbed his shoulders as he grabbed her hips. They swung each other into the conference room. Jim took his hands off of Pam's hips, then unbuckled his belt and slid his pants and shoes off. He tore off his suit and tie. Pam kicked her shoes off as Jim slipped her shirt off of her, then ripped her t-shirt over her head.

Jim pulled out of the kiss, then swung her onto the conference table, so her head was lying on the table. He slipped off her panties and then his own underwear, and began to hit her from behind.

"Ohhh, Jim!" Pam moaned. "You're an animal!"

Jim pulled out halfway, then hammered  his long, hairy rod into Pam's small asshole. As he pounded, he unclipped her bra, and it fell off.

Jim pulled out, then grabbed Pam and flipped her over, and grabbed her tits as he inserted into her. He pushed and pulled, pushing harder and harder, Pam moaning louder and louder. He squeezed her tits harder and harder.

Then, the conference door opened. In the heat of the moment, Pam and Jim didn't notice. Michael saw what was happening, then yelled,

"Hi! Can I join?!" He tried to yell it over the moaning. He got no response.

Michael took off his pants and shoes, then his shirt. He ripped off his underwear, then went up to Jim and Pam. As Jim hit from the front, Michael went under and behind Pam and pushed her up, so she was standing between Jim and Michael.

Michael hit her hard from behind. Cum started flowing out from everywhere. The floor started to stain.

Pam began to moan a different moan. "Ohhh, guys, please, that's... e-enough."

Jim and Michael couldn't hear her. They just kept pounding. Blood began to pour from where Michael and Jim were hitting Pam.

Pam began to scream. Jim grabbed some duct tape from the conference table and put it over her mouth. After 10 more minutes, Pam fainted and fell to the floor.

Jim looked at Michael. They smiled, high fived. "Finally, we can be alone," said Jim. "Yeahhhhh!" said Michael. Jim grabbed Michael, and they began to roll together on the floor.