When you have to go to work, but when you wake up, your girl has her butt nestled in your stomach and your hand is on her soft tummy and she’s sleeping quietly, that’s all the surveying you want to do.  She makes you fall in love with her all over again.

I moved my hand and tried to roll away from her; she was breathing so easily, so peacefully. I got to the edge of the bed, then: “Coffee or coochie?” Pam giggled.

“Do you have some sort of radar or something?” I was exasperated. How could she have known?

“I’m a woman in love with her man. Now, coffee, coochie, or both?” Pam was in rare form.

“How about if I start the coffee, come back for some coochie, then you can get the coffee for us?” I was kidding.

“Great!  But let me go pee-pee first.” Pam was out of bed like a shot.  I went to start the coffee.

When I returned to the bedroom Pam was still in the bathroom, and I was starting to worry.  She finally came out and was holding her tummy and tears were in her eyes.  She looked at me. “Mark, I’m so sorry.” She started crying.

I approached Pam, sitting on the edge of the bed.  She was wearing a T-shirt and undies.  Not like her, but I understood.  I fluffed her pillow and she lay back down.  I went back to the bathroom and got the heating pad.  I plugged it in, sprayed a little water on it, and put it on her tummy.  Pam was whimpering.

“Honey, do you want some coffee?” I whispered to her.  Pam nodded her head and wiped her nose. 

She closed her eyes and put her head on the pillow.  When I came back, she was sleeping.  I quietly gathered my clothes and took them into the living room.  I sat down with our coffee missing my girl even though she was in the same house.  The coffee didn’t taste right either.

I put together a to-go lunch and a thermos of coffee.  I had a few minutes before I had to leave. So, I sat on the couch finishing my cup of coffee.  Pam came into the living room wrapped in her robe; she looked so sad.

“I wanted to give you a happy and good luck kiss.”  She looked uncomfortable.

“Baby, you are wonderful.  But let me tuck you back in bed and we can give each other kisses until this afternoon.  I’ll be back soon to take care of you.” I brushed her face with the back of my hand.  She stopped it and pressed it against her cheek.

“Here, take these with you.  So you won’t feel so lonesome,” she smiled.  She handed me a pair of her undies.

I hugged my girl and kissed her then headed out.  I cursed as I watched the garage door close.  I wanted to take care of her. Instead, I would have to survey Vargass Pass alone.

I caught a road sign telling me Vargass Pass was twelve miles away. I had made good time.  Vargass Pass is a nice town.  It has all of the necessities.  A bank, bakery, sheriff’s office, grocer, druggist, and of course the barber shop and barber’s pole.

I followed the directions out of town and located the plot easily, considering I had never been here before.  I pulled onto the shoulder of the road and put out my surveyor’s sign.  I grabbed the bag with my equipment and started to set up.  My phone buzzed. 

Pam sent a heart and an I love you.  She said she was doing okay.  I sent her a gif of a little cartoon critter blowing thousands of kisses.  I looked at my phone wishing I was with her.  Especially since she was so uncomfortable.

I checked my paperwork for an idea of where a pin may be.  Luck was shining on me, I found it inches from the location on the map.  I set my tripod and pointed in the direction of where the next marker should be.  I was dead on.  After that, pin and marker fell into place.  I only had a few changes to the map and notations to be more specific in some cases.

This was quite a large plot to survey.  But the survey gods were shining on me.  Three hours later, I was sitting in my SUV sending the information to Pam.  I had no expectations of her uploading it today.  I sighed to myself for her pain.

I collected my equipment and put it in the back of the car when a car pulled behind me.  I stopped and smiled at the man in the car.  When he stepped out, the first thing I noticed was his badge. 

“G’morning, Sheriff, or is it afternoon yet?” I walked toward him with my hand extended.

When we were close enough, he accepted my handshake with a warm smile.

I introduced myself. “I’m Mark Compton. I’m surveying for Jennings and Lupton Construction.  Do you need to see any paperwork?”  I thought it better to offer than to be asked.

“No, I was notified yesterday that you would be out today,” he said.  “Do you know what they want to build on the property?”

“No, sir.  They only gave me an old survey and the proper papers from the legal beagles.”  I smiled at him.

“Vargass Pass is growing faster than I care to see.  I hoped we would never lose the hometown feeling or appearance.  I guess you can’t stop progress.” His sigh was heavy.

“Well, Sheriff, for my ten cents, sometimes progress goes too far and ruins it for everyone.  I was born and raised in Richardson, I understand your feelings.  Can I buy your lunch?”  I was hoping he would agree.

“No, but thank you. I have to keep my eye on the criminal element in this metropolis,” he said with a chuckle.  “I can’t have granny running the stop sign by the church on Sunday morning.”  We shook hands and he walked back to his car.

“Hey next time you’re in town, I’ll take you up on a couple of beers after five o’clock.” We laughed.  The good Sheriff drove off.

I hopped in the SUV, made a U-turn, and headed for home and my sick Baby.  I had no intention of sparing the horses, either.  Once out of town, I buried the gas pedal to the floor well, as much as I dared.   

Almost two hours later, I made the turn onto my street.  I envisioned myself sliding sideways into the driveway, tires screeching and smoking, the garage door opening just in time and slamming behind me.  I have to stop watching those cops and robbers movies.

I grabbed my thermos and left everything else in the car.  I ran to the door and flung it open.  I ran into the bedroom looking for Pam. Nothing, not even in the bathroom.  Then I heard noises from down the hall.

I walked down the hall to the end bedroom, our office.  Pam was sitting there in robe, slippers, her hair tossed, no makeup, uploading the information from Vargass Pass.  I stood in the doorway, frazzled. Pam was as calm as anything uploading the information.

“Pamela!”  I was stern but soft.

She turned and looked at me with a weary smile. “Hi Lover.”  She winced in pain.

“That’s enough for today, young lady.  Back into bed with you, now,” I demanded.

“One second, please.”  She hit a key on the keyboard.  “I had to hit ‘Enter.’  Now it’s done,” Pam announced. Then she got up and started to walk toward me.  “Put me to bed.” Pam leaned on me with her head on my chest.

“As soon as you feel better, I’m going to spank your butt until it’s red as a stoplight.” I was showing my mad face.

“Okay, I’d like that, but not right now. Bed please.” She grinned at me and walked to the bedroom.

I tucked Pam in; her face attested to the fact that she was hurting.  When she was comfortable, well, as comfortable as she was going to get, I asked her if she was hungry.

“Yes, Baby I am, but I don’t know what I want.  I did have a little lunch, but I should eat.” She put her head on the pillow.

“I’ll bring some water for you.  Think about it and I’ll fix it for you.”  I went to the kitchen for her water.  When I returned, she had that shy look about her.  She wanted something but didn’t want to ask.

I looked at my poor Baby and just smiled.  “Fried Chicken?”

“Well.” She hid her face behind her hands.  “Charlie’s Chicken?” she finally admitted.

I grinned at Pam and shook my head. Chuckling, I said, “Charlie’s Chicken it is.  I’ll be back shortly." 

Thirty minutes later, my little lady was sitting in bed, bed tray on her lap, a lemon-lime soda, several napkins, and Charlie’s Chicken.  All I could do was stand there and smile. Pam had forgotten about her tummy for a while.

I was getting ready for my shower.  Pam whistled as my boxers landed in the laundry basket.

“I’ll be better tomorrow.  And I promise to make sure he knows I love him.”  Pam’s voice was sad.

“He knows you love him.  Right now, he wants to wash Vargass Pass from his memory.”  I went into the bathroom.  Pam was working on a chicken thigh.

The shower felt better than I’d had for a while.  I guessed it was being away and Pam was hurting.  Usually, she wasn’t this uncomfortable. I hoped nothing was wrong, but we would find out soon enough.  I knew we’d have to change my doctor’s appointment.

I finished in the bathroom and pulled on a pair of briefs I had brought with me.  I walked out and Pam was cleaning the chicken from her fingers.  I looked at her and started to chuckle.

“What’s funny?  One part is out of order so I have to make sure the other options are working." She continued enjoying the chicken left on her fingers. “Mmm, that was so good.  Thank you, Baby. Going there was very sweet. I even saved some for you." She smiled and tried to hide a little burp.  “Oh, oh.  Sorry,”  Pam blushed.  I lost it.

“Can I bring you another soda?”  I put the bucket of chicken on the nightstand.

“No, are you getting a beer?” 

“Yes, do you want one?”  I was kidding.

“Yes, please.  At least I can have a beer with my man.” Her voice was grumpy.

 I walked to the kitchen for the beer and to put the chicken away.  Pam whistled at me.  “Even in briefs that is one hot ass,”  she purred.  She was giving me a complex.

I returned with the beer and Pam was getting back into bed.  She snuck over to her vanity to fix her hair and makeup.  She got into bed, pulled the covers up to her neck, then folded them neatly just under her tits.  She sat there looking so pretty.

“Honey, do you want the heating pad?” I didn’t know what to do for her during these times.

“No.  I want my Man next to me.  I’ve missed him while he was out working for us.  My man working to make a good home for us,” she sighed and kissed my cheek.

We sipped our beer while I recounted the day's lack of events.  I told her the Sheriff was a nice guy and I told her about the town.  She asked if it was a place we could visit. I told her there was a place just outside of town where we could spend the night.

Pam was getting tired; I could tell it in her eyes.  I wasn’t far behind her.  We finished our beer, then I took the empties to the kitchen trash can.  A short stop at the bathroom and I was ready to call it a day.

Pam was facing me in bed; she put her arm over me and I did the same.  We drifted off to sleep.

I was almost in a deep sleep when I started feeling a warm wet feeling on my cock.  From under the covers, I heard Pam moaning with happiness.  She positioned herself next to my leg so she could suck my cock with ease.

“Pamela!  What are you doing?”  I was surprised.

She held my cock as she removed it from her mouth.  “If you don’t know, you’ll find out soon enough,” she purred in a seductive tone and sucked my cock back into her mouth.

I threw the covers back and watched Pam’s blonde hair bob up and down on my cock.  One hand followed her lips on my cock, the other massaged and pulled on my balls.  Her rhythm and the suction on my cock was perfect.  I lay back and enjoyed her oral prowess.

Slowly and meticulously, Pam sucked and pulled on me. She was in full control.  I was panting and trying to push my hips up to shove my cock into her mouth, but she lay across my legs just enough to keep me at bay.

“Baby, I’m going to lose my mind,” I warned her.

“Um-hum,” was her only answer.  My cock exploded into her mouth.

My cum shot down her throat.  Pam gulped the first load but swallowed the rest of them with ease.  Each time it felt as though her throat muscles were squeezing my cock head.

Pam sucked every drop of cum from my balls.  She held my cock captive in her warm mouth as her tongue searched for missing drops of cum.  My body strained to return to normal.  My heart was pounding in my chest. I was panting like a dog and the sweat poured from my body.

Pam kissed my cock head and came up to join me on her pillow.  All I could do was smile.

“My Man does not and will never go without my loving.  No matter what, my Man will know he is loved and adored.  I love you Mark, I want you to be satisfied in every way a woman can please the man she loves.”  Pam lay down next to me. She put her arm over my chest and held me.  “You can sleep safely now,”  she giggled.

Did I ever sleep!