As the garage door closed, I walked around to open Pam’s door. When I did, she jumped out of the car and made a beeline to the house.

“ME FIRST!” she shouted as she disappeared into the house.  I’m lucky.  There’s a blue spruce at the corner of the garage in case of emergencies.

I went to the fridge and got two beers, walked to the bedroom to get ready for bed.  Pam was sitting on the bed with the biggest smile on her face.  She just looked up at me.

“Feel better?”  I asked

“Oh yeah, Baby.  That was a close one.  Your turn,” she accepted a beer.

“I’m okay, for now.  But I think I will have a quick shower and shave.”  I started to get undressed, Pam watched and smiled.

“You are so handsome from top to bottom,”  she was grinning.

“Be right out,” I said

I let the fog out of the bathroom I heard Pam in the fridge.  I put on a pair of boxers and got in bed.  I was waiting for the conversation to start.  Sure enough, Pam was wearing a light blue see-through gown.  Her subtle seduction.

I held the beer as she got in next to me.  She snuggled up I handed her a beer then put my arm around her shoulders.  We clinked our cans, a stalling tactic that didn’t last long.

“Mark, you know I love you more than anything, in this world. And I would do anything for you. I wonder if you would be of a mind,”  I put my finger to her lips; her head spun to look at me.

“After the meeting on Monday, let’s call the doctor and see what we have to do.  Once we know, I can father our baby, we can go from there.”  I kissed her lips.

When our lips parted, Pam’s eyes were tearing.  She looked at me with the softest expression and a loving face.  She just looked at me, then put her hand on my cheek.

“You watched me hold Diana and Jacquline, didn’t you?  Here you go again, me first never you first. You are the most wonderful and caring man in the world, Mark Compton.”  Pam gently kissed me.

“It’s not all me Pamela Fisher.  I’m in love with a woman who is loving and giving.  If someone needed something and you had it; they could have it and welcome.  You are gentle and forgiving.  I’m a lucky man.  There isn’t another guy walking this earth that has a woman as wonderful as you.  I guess you like my idea.”  I was grinning.

“Oh, yes.  But shouldn’t I see about having the surgery reversed?”  Pam had a good point.

“Baby, I don’t know if I can father a child, you know that.  If I can’t, why should you put your body through the surgery?  If I can, then we investigate our options.  Who knows what doctors can do?”  I don’t want Pam to be disappointed.

Our conversation continued and our beers emptied.  We decided on one more before bedtime.  I got to make a stop then went to the fridge.  I heard Pam in the bathroom.  When I got back with the beer, my little lady was stretched out in bed without the gown.

“I’ve decided you have a good idea, Mark.  Let’s practice just in case,” Pam’s sultry tone was not to be ignored.

I put the beer on the nightstand, Pam sat on the edge of the bed.  She opened her legs and pulled me between them.  Her soft lips slid over my cock head and down the shaft.  I wasn’t very hard – yet.

Pam squeezed my balls with one hand and with the other, she held my cock.  Pam has a way of sucking my cock on the way down and on the way up.  She runs her tongue along it at the same time.  I can’t describe the feelings.

She uses her fingers like a cock ring at the base.  She squeezes my cock, making the head swell then purses her lips as she pushes my cock into her mouth.  It is like my cock in being pushed into a small pussy then as she swallows it, her tongue feels like pussy lips wrapping around it.

I reached down to grab her tits.  Pam sat up to make it easier for me.  I pulled her nipples; she moaned her approval.  I watched her head bob up and down on my cock.  My balls were begging for mercy, but Pam didn’t show any mercy.  She continued her oral onslaught on my throbbing cock.

I had all I could stand.  I had no choice but to shove my cock down her throat. I humped Pam’s tender lips, and a couple of times I shoved my cock too deep into her mouth.  Pam reacted but didn’t stop; she continued sucking.

She held my cock head between her lips and flogged it with her tongue.  My balls had enough, the cum erupted from them through my cock and shot down her throat.  Pam swallowed hard but didn’t stop flogging my cock head.

I pounded her lips and shot load after load of thick cum down her throat.  Pam swallowed each load and as she did, her throat muscles squeezed my cock head.  She had me sexually insane. I grabbed her head, shoved my cock into her throat, and shot the last load of cum into her mouth.

I pulled my cock out of Pam’s mouth and dropped onto the bed.  Pam turned and looked at me; she was licking a droplet of cum from her lips.  She cupped my balls and bent over and kissed my cock.  My body twitched as the shock waves shot through my body.

“Hmmm.  My man seems a bit exhausted.  I haven’t done anything bad, I don’t think,” she had a devilish smile.  I was just trying to relax my man.”  She cooed.

“You did,” I panted.

“Good.  This is just where I want you.”  Pam lifted her leg over me and straddled my face.

Her pussy was so wet, a few droplets of her nectar fell on my lips.  I licked the sweet liquid from my lips then searched her pussy lips for more.  Pam put her hands on the headboard for support the began gliding her pussy over my tongue.

I grabbed her hips and guided her, holding her still while I slid my tongue in and out of her warm pussy.  Pam whimpered as my tongue stroked between her pussy lips and into her pussy.  I could taste her warm precum slowly flowing from deep inside of her.

“Mark, grab my boobs, do something with them do it now,” Pam begged.

I grabbed her tits and squeezed them Pam groaned with delight.  She was riding my tongue faster stopping when her clit was on my tongue.  I pinched her nipples, then pulled them.  Pam yelped and cried out, Oh God, Yes; her pussy shot her first stream of cum covering my face.

I sucked on her pussy lips and pulled on her tits.  Pam moaned with joy as her pussy shot streams of cum in my mouth and over my face.  She was panting and groaning as she strained for the last orgasm to soak my face.

She pushed away from the headboard and fell next to me.  Her leg was still stretched across my chest.  I watched as Pam’s tits rose and fell with her breathing.  I could see the droplets of her cum glistening in her pubic hair.  I wanted to lick it from her, but her leg stopped me.

I reached for Pam and gently pulled her next to me.  Her damp body, her soft skin, continued to seduce me.  The lingering taste of her cum still tantalized my mouth.  We were exhausted, but I still wanted more of her.

“I love you, Pam,” I whispered to her.

“I know you do, Mark – oh God do it know it.  My Lover Man,  my body aches every time you ravish me.  I love it, I adore it, I need it.  I need you so much in my life, Mark,”  Pam cuddled close to me.

“Tomorrow, I mean today is Sunday.  What would you like to do?”  Pam asked.

“I don’t know.  We could go to the park, there’s a carnival with rides there.  I’m not much for the rides, though.  I like to walk around and donate money at the skill booths.”  Pam gave me a look from the corner of her eyes.

“Could we take a picnic and drive out to the country?  I would like that.  We should be able to find a shaded spot somewhere.  Maybe somewhere where no one can find us for a while.”  Pam was getting romantic.

“That’s a great idea.  A relaxing day before the meeting would be wonderful  Remember, Platt wants you there as well.”  I reminded her.

“Yeah, I don’t know why, but I’m happy.  You said he liked the way I have access to the information set up.  I did it more for you than him, though.”  Pam was proud.

Sunday morning began cloudy and a little menacing.  Pam looked disappointed.  We extended our morning coffee in bed by eleven, the weather was clearing.  Pam poured the last of the coffee pot into our cups.  She snuggled close to me and rested her head on my shoulder.

“Hey, Baby.  Let’s stop at Ferguson’s and grab two of their deli sandwiches, a six-pack, and some ice.  I’ll bring our old Styrofoam cooler and the lawn chairs.  We can drive to the other side of the lake sometimes boats are floating around.  It would be a relaxing afternoon.  What do you think?”  I gave Pam a gentle squeeze.

“I like it.  I can wear my blue sundress and sandals.  How does that sound?” Pam’s tone was inviting.

“It sounds dangerous,” I fondled her tit.

“That’s the idea.” Pam got out of bed.

I went for a quick shower and shave, Pam was in the kitchen getting our picnic china and silverware together.  Not to mention the linen napkins.  It’s our little way of being hoity-toity.  Sometimes being a little silly goes a long way.

I got a pair of briefs and shorts from the chest of drawers.  Pam looked at me, hands on her hips, and put the briefs back in the drawer.  Remember I said, “dangerous”?  When she turned to face me, her grin told me everything I needed to know.  She was walking away, but I grabbed her arm and kissed her.  Her eyes softly said, ‘I love you’.

I put our picnic basket in the car and opened Pam’s door.  She made sure she showed lots of her legs as she got in.  Then she giggled and closed the door.  Someone is playful today, she makes life wonderful.

We made a quick stop at the grocery store, then we headed for the lake.  There is a two-lane bridge you must cross and you get the illusion you are no longer in Richarson.  There are some older homes scattered around and the road is gravel. 

But the best part is the scenery.  The trees are quite old and they offer an abundance of shade.  I wonder why more people don’t come here. But today, I’m happy there is only one other couple. 

I parked the car just off the gravel road and started to unpack our picnic.  Pam found a place she liked, the grass was thick and green.  We spread our blanket over the soft grass, then Pam began to unpack the basket.  She is always careful about how she places our plates, utensils, and condiments.

I opened a beer Pam handed her plastic cup to me and I poured hers.  Then I opened mine; we tapped our drinks together and toasted to us.  We talked about the upcoming appointment with Platt trying to outguess him.  We never concluded, so the conversation turned to our starting a family.

“Pam, I don’t want you to get your hopes up, yet.  Monday after the meeting, we’ll call your doctor and see where I can go for my testing.  Since she is an OB-GYN, I’m guessing he would have better information about something like this.”  I suggested.

“That makes sense.  But I don’t remember if I had them cut or just tied.  I know she will have that in my records.  I think you’re right, my doctor would be the best place to start.  But Mark, I can’t help but get my hopes up.”  Pam sighed.