jam oneshots | for the soul~

an affair to remember.

like the pun in the title? yeah well I didn't come up with it lmao
Jim and Pam are secretly having an affair in season 2
Contains smut bahahaha

Jim slowly wrapped his arms around her small body, nipping lightly at her neck. Pam smirked a little and began to giggle quietly. "We really should not be doing this, you know." She suddenly said, and considered pushing him away, but it felt too good for that. "You always say that whenever we do this. But you never tell me to stop. What's that about?" He asked, not expecting an answer- and he didn't receive one either.

"Oh, Jim," she whimpers his name under her breath softly as he began to run his thumb over her teat through her shirt. "You're not wearing a bra," Jim observes. "Good girl. Good fucking girl. How did you know that I was coming over today?"

"I don't know..." she whispers.

He lightly sucked on her neck as he continued rubbing his thumb over the sensitive part of her breast. "What time did you say Roy would be back?"

"In a few hours..." she whispers, shutting her eyes tightly as she felt Jim's boner push against her ass.

She had been arched slightly over the counter in the kitchen, preparing drinks for both of them when he had encased her in his long arms. "Remember, Pam," Jim mutters in her ear, "If you want me to stop at any time, then I will. I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want to do. That's not what I'm about. I...care about you."

"I know you do," she breathes. "I...I think I'm falling for you, Jim."

He stops, one hand on her right breast and the other on her thigh. "Do you really mean that?" His body turns limp as she nods slowly. "I mean it. I mean it more than anything in the world."

"Would you...would you leave him for me? I know it's so much to ask. I know how hard that would be. I know you love him. But...hypothetically...would you leave him for me?"

"...maybe. I...I really don't know. I need to think about this, Jim. For now...please...j-just give me your cock. I need it in me." Pam pleads, and he wastes no time at all. He begins to undo her shirt, her body still facing away from him, but she undoes the ones he can't reach. Still kissing her neck, leaving a small lovebite where his lips had been caressing her skin, he removes her salmon-coloured shirt.

Slowly, she turns to face him, smiling shyly. He gazes at her chest with wide eyes before his eyes flick up to her face. "God, you are...so beautiful. I still can't get over it." He places one hand on her waist and the other on her cheek, kissing her plump lips passionately. She exhales against his lips, plunging her hands into his hair. His erection stabs at her lower abdomen, making her moan. "If you were mine," Jim says quietly in between kisses, "I would make you feel good every single day. You wouldn't have to feel like you were second-best constantly. I'd never, ever stop thinking about you."

She sighs. "Jim...why are you making me feel this way? You don't understand. I've been with Roy for so many years. It's really not that simple." Pam ran a hand through her messy curls. "I don't even know why you like me. I'm so ugly."

"You are not ugly, Pam Beesly. Because you are the most beautiful woman in the world, and I think you're great. Now, will you kiss me, please?"

Pam smiled weakly, placing her hands on his cheeks and pulling his face closer. She kissed him tenderly, hoisting herself up onto the counter and wrapping her legs around his torso, pulling him even closer. He could feel the heat radiating from her, and could smell her sweet jasmine perfume. God, she was perfect.

Fortunately, the counter allowed him to access her from a comfortable angle, albeit a little awkward, but Jim was prepared to do whatever it took to make her enjoy the experience as much as possible, even if he himself wasn't very comfortable. He began to pull at her skirt as he kissed her, sliding it down her long, creamy legs. He almost fainted when he pulled his lips away from hers reluctantly, a line of dribble connecting their lips as they both gasped for air (though it dissolved almost immediately), and saw that she was wearing a thong.