I was walking out of the bathroom when Pam squeezed by me, kissed my cheek, and closed the door. This must be part of the training. I went to wake up the coffee pot. When I returned to the bedroom, Pam was propped up on her pillow, the covers tucked under her tits and looking wonderful.
“Is Madam ready for coffee,” I asked regally.
“Yes, please. I shall take my coffee now,” Pam waved her hand like a monarch.
I brought our coffee and our morning ritual began. She held the mugs until I was next to her. She handed a mug to me and we entwined arms and had our first sip of coffee, then a kiss.
“How did you sleep, Baby? I mean you and Renee,” I patted her tummy.
“Wow! My boobies are out in the open and Renee gets first attention. She’s already a Daddy’s girl and has him wrapped around her finger,” Pam pouted.
I bent over and gently gave each tit a suck and a kiss.
“That’s better,” she teased.
“May I take your mug of coffee, please? Then I want you to close your eyes,” I whispered to Pam.
“Okay, but you’re not going to tickle me, are you? The last time you did that, I almost wet the bed,” she said with arms folded.
“No, please close your eyes.” Pam closed her eyes.
I reached into my nightstand and pulled out a rectangular white box tied with red ribbon. I asked Pam to hold out her hands and I placed the box in her hands.
“Okay, you can open your eyes,” my voice was so excited.
Pam slowly opened her eyes; they went as wide as they could.
“Mark Compton! What have you done? Oh, my God,” Pam began to carefully open the box.
When she lifted the lid, she inhaled sharply and started to cry.
“MARK? This is beautiful. Wait. This is your birthstone, and this is mine. And the two little diamond chips, are they holding a place for Renee’s birthstone? This is gorgeous,” Pam was sobbing.
“Yes, they are. When you said you had missed a couple of months, I stopped by Tucker’s and talked to Cynthia. She suggested this necklace. I’m happy you like it,” I was almost in tears myself.
“Can I wear it tonight? I promise not to draw attention to it or say anything. Can I please wear it?” Pam was begging.
“Sure Sweetheart. It’s yours, and you can wear it wherever you please,” I said softly.
I took the necklace from Pam’s hands and put it on her. She got out of bed and looked into her vanity mirror. She touched it ever so gently, then turned and smiled at me.
“Now, Mommy, get back into bed, and I’ll fix something to ruin your appetite,” I chuckled.
I made sausage and eggs for us and served Pam in bed. I refreshed our coffee, then slid in next to her. She touched her necklace as she ate and sighed. She is so appreciative of things, and I sure appreciate everything she brings into my life.
After breakfast, Pam started her routine; I cleaned up the dishes from breakfast. Afterward, we took the last of the coffee into the living room and put on some happy music. Our conversation was mostly about the conversion of the second bedroom to a nursery.
We lounged around, still not dressed, until it was time to get ready to leave. Pam redid her makeup and put on one of those shorts that looks like a skirt and a button-up blouse. Oddly enough, she forgot to button the top two buttons. Hmmm?
I grabbed my black shorts and my beagle pup tee shirt. Pam approached me, smiling. She patted my cock and said, “Good doggie.”
Our group had grown so much in such a short time that we moved our monthly party to the Brat Bar and Grill. They have a room in the back that is perfect for twenty to twenty-five people. When we got there, two couples had already arrived, but by five fifteen, we were all there.
The usual conversation was floating around the room: some sports, some community, some local gossip. Somehow, we got on the subject of hospital bills. The conversation was getting serious when Janet stopped it.
“Wait, wait! Just hold everything.” We gave her a funny look.
“What’s up?” Kathy asked.
Janet continued, “Mark, when is your birthday?”
“September eighteenth,” I responded.
“Pam, when is your birthday?” Janet asked. I knew where this was going.
“January twenty-six.” She told Janet.
“What are you up to, Janet? What’s in that crazy little mind of yours?” Kathy was giving Janet a strange look.
Janet announced, “Pam is pregnant. Her necklace. It has their birthstones and a place between the two diamond chips for the baby.” Janet was proud of her investigative prowess.
The room went crazy. The girls were all talking at once; the guys were shaking my hand and congratulating me. Pam was busy giving all of the details of her first trimester. Finally, they made Pam get down to specifics.
“I am sure I am carrying our baby girl,” she started. “I have a name for her, and Mark loves it. Her name is Renee Josephine. Renee, that’s my middle name, and Josephine is for my aunt, who was so very good and kind to me.” Pam took out her phone.
The girls gathered in close, and the guys looked over their shoulders. Pam played the video of Renee’s heartbeat. All of the girls were crying and hugging Pam. The guys were patting me on the back.
The party got back on track; Pam was still blushing, and I was still popping buttons. The gang treated Pam like a queen. We ordered our food and another round. When Louisa came around, we asked if we could hold the room for the last Saturday of the month. Mark T. offered a deposit, and we all agreed.
Louisa said we are very good customers and would hold the room without the deposit. She even gave Pam a coupon for a free meal at any time. After that, Pam dropped the bomb.
“Mark, is it still okay for Mark to spend Thursday night with you? He can’t see me Friday morning,” Pam was beet red.
“Sure. We all know it’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride the day of the wedding. I’m usually home by five, but here’s a key in case Mark gets done at work sooner than me. I’ll force myself to stay with Mona,” he laughed.
Everything was falling into place. Jack and Cynthia would be there, Jack is my Best Man, Mona and Mark T. would be there, and Mona is the Maid of Honor. Short and simple. We asked Father Ryan to make our ceremony as simple as possible. He said he would, but it would be beautiful.
On the way home, Pam was leaning against my shoulder; I wanted to put my arm around her. Damn, console. She was in a cozy comfy mood. Pam signed and patted my stomach; I leaned over so she could kiss my cheek. Damn, console.
Our magic door opened, then closed behind us. It shuts out the world, and we have our little world. I helped Pam out of the car, she put her arms around my waist and put her head on my chest.
“I have never been happier in my life. A wonderful man, our daughter, good friends, our home, what more could a woman want,” Pam sighed.
“I have you, that’s everything I need,” I said, squeezing her to me.
We undressed and then went into the living room for a nightcap. Pam came into the living room and cuddled next to me. I handed her beer to her and put my arm around her. Pam cooed with happiness.
One beer led to another. It was nearly midnight, so we decided to go to bed. Pam used the bathroom, then it was my turn. She was lying on her back in bed, the covers just over her tits. I was standing over her and smiling.
Pam looked up. “Oh, oh. My Man has that look in his eyes, and his desire is me,” Pam slowly pulled the covers from her. Her expression was sensual.
“My Man wants me and will take me any way he wants. Mmm, such a hot feeling,” Pam cooed.
I knelt on the bed and kissed her. Then I opened her legs and lay between them. Pam’s breathing was beginning to quicken. I moved up just enough for my rigid cock to touch her pussy lips. I held her arms over her head and kissed her deeply. Pam moaned under me.
I kissed her neck and then began to kiss my way to her tits. I still held her arms over her head as I took my time sucking one tit and then the other. Pam was squirming and whimpering; she was panting slightly.
When I finished sucking her tits, I released her arms and worked my way down to her tummy. I kissed and licked around her navel. Pam’s tummy tightened, and she put her hands on my head.
I kissed down the sides of her tummy, Pam squirmed and whimpered. She was starting to breathe through her mouth, slightly panting. When I started to run my tongue through her pubic hair, Pam moaned loudly, "Mark, do something; I’m going crazy; do something,” she begged.
I started from the bottom of her pussy and slid my tongue between her wet lips. When I ran my tongue over her swollen clit, Pam’s back arched, and she pushed my lips against her pussy. Pam groaned with desire when I slid my tongue in and out of her pussy.
I wrapped my arms around her thighs and held them tightly. I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth and flicked my tongue between them. Pam was squirming and moaning her orgasm was not far off.
I slid my tongue on the inside and outside of her pussy lips. I held on to her thighs even though she tried to move. As I licked and sucked on her pussy, Pam squirmed and squealed with lust, then squirted her sweet cum all over my face and into my mouth.
Pam was panting heavily and pushing on my head, trying to dislodge herself from my grasp.
“Mark, please stop. Okay, okay, okay, my heart is going to explode, it feels so good,” Pam cried out as she squirted more cum from her pussy.
I let her legs go; Pam looked down at me, closed her eyes, and rolled on her side. She put her hands over her pussy for protection. She moaned and whimpered that she was too sensitive. Pam’s body was damp from the sex, and little bumps proved her orgasm was complete.
“One of these days, I’m not going to recover from your wonderful, demanding sex. God, how I crave you grabbing me, holding me, making cum. Your strong but gentle groping of my body makes me crave you more,” Pam was still panting.
I got up onto my knees and pulled Pam’s legs around my waist. Pam’s eyes were glued to my rigid shaft. I pulled her close to me, lowered my body, and slowly filled her pussy with my cock. Pam’s groaning with lust was her approval.
“Damn, you feel good, woman,” I panted and pushed my cock deep into Pam.
I lowered my body and grabbed her tits. I squeezed and pulled them as my cock slid in and out of her pussy. Pam watched me suck and pull on her tits. Her moaning became louder when I rolled her hard nipples between my fingers.
I grabbed Pam’s hair, pressed my lips against hers, and then forced my tongue into her mouth. Pam immediately sucked on my tongue; she made it feel like she was sucking my stroking cock. Our tongues continued to fence sexually, and I groped and massaged her tits. My cock was reaching deep into Pam; she was pushing her hips against my thrusting cock.
Pam cooed as my first stream of cum splattered her pussy. She wrapped her legs around my waist, demanding more of the thick cum. I was at the point of no return. My cock pounded Pam’s tender pussy. My mouth was wrapped around her tit, and my hand was rolling the nipple of her other tit and pulling on it.
Pam inhaled sharply and let out a long, loud groan; her pussy was squirting my groin and balls. My cock was still pumping cum into her demanding pussy. We were so deep in lust that our bodies gave up all of the cum we had. She was straining for one more cum; my balls had been emptied into her. I collapsed on top of Pam.
I put my head on Pam’s shoulder, I held onto her tit. My cock was still buried deep into her pussy, and her legs were making certain my cock had no chance of escape. She held my head and wrapped her arm around my back. She was holding me and was not about to release her grip.
“You feel so good on top of me; he fills me up, and I know my Man has what he wants from his woman. All of her love,” Pam whispered into my ear.
When my limp cock slipped from her pussy, I rolled and lay next to Pam. She curled next to me and put her arm across my chest. She looked up at me, and we kissed. Softly and tenderly, our lips met. Pam sighed heavily.
She rolled onto her other side and pushed her little butt against my body. I reached over her and caressed her tit. I patted her tummy, then held her tit again. We didn’t care about tomorrow.
Departed Soul
