I came out of the bathroom from my morning comfort stop.  Pam was not in bed, but I heard her in the kitchen so I went to join her.

“Good morning, Lover.” I kissed her cheek. “Did you sleep well?” I asked.

“Yes, a lot better.  And she is feeling better this morning.  She’s not ready for playtime just yet, but she’s getting there.  I’ve got the coffee for my Mister, are you interested?”  Pam was holding our coffee cups.

“Yes, but honestly, I’m more concerned about how you are feeling.”  I was looking Pam straight in the eyes.

“She is feeling better, Mark, honestly.  So much better, I was going to ask you if I could do some shopping for food and maybe something pretty for our home.”  Pam scrunched up her nose and walked to the bedroom.

I held our cups while Pam made herself comfy in bed. I handed her a cup put mine on the nightstand, and crawled in next to her.  I put my arm around her shoulders and then retrieved my cup.  Pam cuddled close to me and then sighed.

“I love it when you cuddle next to me, Baby.  You are always looking so pretty and your perfume makes me crazy for you.  You are such a major part of my life.  I don’t know how I ever sat at those parties admiring you, wanting you.  God, it was horrible.  And Charlie never paid any attention to you.  The bastard.”  I was getting mad.

“Mark, settle down.  I know how you felt, I felt the same way.  Wanting you, wondering how it would feel for you to be inside of me.  Damning my life without you.  Now I have everything I had ever dreamed of in you.  I wanted you so bad yesterday morning, then damn it she started acting the fool.  You were so kind and thoughtful.  You always treat me so delicately during times like this.”  We sipped our coffee.

“Pam, we need to get into your doctor’s next week and get this started.  Would you call her?  I don’t think I would be good talking to an OB-GYN.” I was blushing. Pam giggled.

Pam looked at her watch. “It’s after eight, do you think she will be there?  Well, someone should be there I would think.”  I nodded in agreement as Pam picked up her phone.

“Good morning.  Dr. Foster’s office, this is Yvonne.  How can I help you?”  The conversation began.

Pam was listening to the nurse very carefully.  Then she stopped and looked at me.

“Mark, when are you available next week?”  Pam’s voice was impatient.

“Monday and Thursday are out for sure.  Other than that, I have nothing else going on.”  I took our cups to refresh our coffee.

When I returned, Pam was ending the conversation.  “Oh, thank you so much, Yvonne.  Yes, Mark and I will be at the clinic at nine on Wednesday morning.  Thank you so much!”  Pam ended the call.

I put our coffee on the nightstand.  I was afraid it would be all over the place as Pam was jumping up and down in bed.  When she finally calmed down, she gave me the scoop. 

I didn’t say anything. The one part I didn’t like was the bim, bam thank you, Ma’am.  But it’s a clinic and they do this stuff daily.  All in a day’s work.  But the no sex for twenty-four hours prior, that concerned me.

We got out of bed and straightened the covers.  All nice and neat.  Pam got busy in the kitchen and it wasn’t long before she said breakfast was ready.  OH, OH!  Diced ham and eggs with toast.  Yummy!!!

After breakfast, we straightened up the house and moved a table to a different corner.  Then I got out my suitcase and started to pack for my Thursday trip to the City of Kinkade.  When Pam came into the bedroom and saw the suitcase, her expression was saddened.  Neither of us was excited about being apart, even for one night.

“Honey?”  I said.

“I know Mark.  But – well – you know what I mean.”  I went over to Pam and hugged her.  She softly hit my back with her fist to show her frustration.  I would go but we’re down to one egg.  It looks so lonesome in the carton.  Maybe I can keep it company while you’re in Kinkade."  We chuckled, briefly.

“Hey, let’s hit the Brat Bar for dinner tonight.  They usually have some local kids trying to play music, some of them are darn good.”  I was trying to lift her spirits.

“True.  I hope it isn’t that one group with the girl that sings too high for her voice.  But she does sing on key, sometimes.”  Pam rolled her eyes.

“What time do you have to leave tomorrow?”  She watched me put a couple of T-shirts into the suitcase.

“About five in the morning, I hate to say.  But it’s almost six hours to Kinkade.  At least I’ll miss the morning races on the interstate.”  I put two pairs of socks in with the T-shirts, unceremoniously.

“I like the idea of the Brat Bar.  I will need a little time to change my clothes and dress.  I always want to look the best I can for you.”  She came over to me, hugged me, and kissed me softly.   Then she looked at me, put her head on my chest, and sighed softly.

When Pam was ready, she looked terrific.  I was smiling at her as we started out the door.

“What?” she asked.

“Just admiring my beautiful lady.  You look wonderful as always.”  We stopped long enough for a kiss.

There wasn’t much of a crowd at the Brat Bar, so we had a table right away.  The server, Louisa, came over with a smile and menus.  She took our beverage order and left.  As we perused the menu, Pam was getting hungrier.  That was a good sign.  Her eyes glistened in the candlelight at our table.

“Now what?” she grinned and started to blush.

“I’m just admiring your eyes.  They are shining and smiling, just like you.”  I winked at her.

“You always find a way to flatter me.  I am so damn lucky.”  Pam reached across the table for my hand.

We held hands and just looked at each other when Louisa brought us back to reality.

“Wow!  Are you two in love or what?  I hated to interrupt you, you looked so into each other.”  Louisa was all smiles.

“Louisa, it’s a long sad story in many ways.  But Mark and I are finally together and we intend to keep it that way.”  Pam’s voice was filled with love and pride.

Louisa put our drinks on the table, then took our order.  They had advertised a bacon cheddar brat.  Oh yes, that’s for me.  Pam ordered an Italian brat; they came with chips or fries.  We opted for chips.  Louisa was gone again.

Pam had a thoughtful expression, but a little mischief worked in.  “Didn’t I give you a pair of my undies when you went to Vargass?”  she asked.

“Yes, and I’m not giving them back,” I pouted.

“What if I said I would be in them?”  Someone was feeling better, I believed.

“That’s not fair,” I protested.

“That’s the fun of being a girl,” Pam giggled.

“Well, I’m going to ask Louisa if it’s fair,”  I threatened.

“Don’t you dare, Mark Compton!  I’d be embarrassed to death.”  Pam’s face was flushed.

“Well, to be honest, it is a girl’s option to be a little sexually mischievous,” Louisa said from behind our table.  “I couldn’t help but hear your conversation.  And besides, us girls have to stick together. Right, Pam?”  Louisa held her hand up for a high five. Pam slapped Louisa’s hand, then Louisa went back to the kitchen.

“Well, I’m still not giving them, oh the hell with it.  I can’t win.” 

Pam smiled at her victory.

Louisa brought our food.  It smelled delicious and it was hot off the grill.  Their homemade chips are out of this world, and the balsamic vinegar shaker is a great addition.  Plus a cold beer and you will have very happy little taste buds.

“Mark, the next time you have an overnight trip, I’d like to go with you.  Your little girlfriend kind of put the stops on this time.  Usually, I try to shop when you have a day trip or if you're in the office.”  Pam’s smile said it all.

“I would love it.  And since you are my 'assistant,' P & D couldn’t complain.  Not that it would matter to me if they did.  You know I hate the thought of this trip alone.”   I reached for her hand and kissed it. 

Slowly our brats disappeared as did the chips.  Louisa was always at the ready if our drinks needed refreshing.  The food was so good that neither of us asked for a to-go box.  But we did stay for one for the road.

Back at the house, Pam got ready for her shower.  I was putting the last of my clothes and other things in my suitcase.  Pam was naked, holding the towel in front of her.  Her expression was sad.  She looked at me and mouthed, I know, Baby, then went into the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, she was wearing a sheer beige floor-length night gown.  Her blonde hair was brushed, framing her almost round face.  Her makeup was dark, almost Gothic, and at the ends of her eyes her mascara trailed off, giving them an Oriental look.

I knew I was staring at Pam like the nerd in high school when the head cheerleader walked by.  My eyes were riveted on the beautiful woman in front of me.  She always keeps my heart in her dream world.  Of course, Junior did his best to get a better look at Pam.  I can’t control him when she’s around.

“Mark, would you like a cold beer to take with you while you shower?” she purred.

But what I was thinking is that I’d like a cold beer, but what I need is a cold shower. 

A quick snap back to reality; my mouth said, "Yes." 

Pam turned slowly; I watched her cute ass sway as she went to the kitchen.  When she returned, it looked as though she was floating on air.  As she approached me, my eyes followed her tender face.  She bent over just enough that the neckline of her gown drifted away from her body, giving me a view of her ample tits.

Now, Junior has a perfect view of his woman.  He doesn’t understand very well that his girlfriend can’t play yet.  He’s so self-centered.

Pam handed me my beer, then knelt in front of me.  “Is there anything I can get for my Man?”  Pam purred.  “Did you have enough to eat at the Brat Bar?” she cooed.  Her questions were leading me into her seduction.

“Yes.  Yes, I did, Baby.  I know this is going to get me into trouble; did you get enough at the Brat Bar?”  With that question, I had relinquished all control of the situation.

“At the Brat Bar, well yes.” She had a sly grin and a sultry voice.  "But, you will have to leave so early tomorrow morning that I may not get up in time for breakfast."  Pam was acting shy as she licked her moist red lips.  Her hand was stroking my cock.

“Pamela – you’re making me – woman, you are the ultimate seductress.”  I was breathing heavier.

“Just your seductress, my Master.  My love is your desire, my Lord.” Pam covered my cock with her warm mouth.  My body slowly fell to the mattress.

“Baby, you aren’t feeling well just yet, and I do - oh God that feels so good.”  She was running her tongue up and down my swollen shaft.

Pam reached around my hips and massaged them; her tongue did the same to my cock head.  Then she ran her hands over my body and down the sides.  Every nerve in my body was on fire from her touch and her oral attack.

Pam took my hands and placed them on the back of her head.  That sensation set me off.  My balls demanded release, and Pam must have sensed it.  She tightened her suction on my cock, but used her other hand to fondle and squeeze my balls.  My heart was pounding in my chest. I wanted to shove my cock down her throat, but Pam had complete control.

Pam held my cock but looked up at me.  She was grinning, a sexual grin. Then she said in a soft sultry voice, “You are my Master, but for now, you belong to me, alone.  And I will have what I want from my man.”  Pam returned her mouth to my cock and swallowed it until her nose was buried in my pubic hair.

She sucked my cock and her tongue massaged the length of my shaft.  My brain was on fire. My chest pounded from the seduction, then my cock shot a stream of hot cum down her throat.  Pam swallowed the load and mewed with joy; her throat muscles squeezed my cock head.

She squeezed my balls and another load of cum blasted down her throat.  Again, Pam swallowed the load and ran her tongue under my cock head.  I was squirming from her tongue under my cock head when another stream of cum splattered her mouth. 

She pushed on my pubic bone as the last shot of cum left my cock.  The pressure made it more intense.  Pam stopped sucking me but kept my cock in her mouth.  Her tongue continued to explore every part of my waning cock.  When she would slide her tongue across my cock head, it would make me squirm.

Pam made sure there was not a drop of cum left on my cock.  She retained the suction as she removed her mouth from me.   She kissed my cock and balls and hummed with happiness.

“I do love the way my Man tastes.  Um-hum, all of that cock is mine and mine alone.  I will always make him happy.”  Pam kissed him again.

She pushed my legs onto the bed and adjusted the pillow for my head.  She had me as limp as a wet dishrag.  She knew she was safe even though that’s not what she wanted. 

Pam got in bed next to me; her perfume melted my mind.

“Happy dreams, Baby.  You have an early call tomorrow.  I hope you sleep soundly.  I love you, Mark.”   Pam kissed me.

I looked into her eyes, put my hand on the back of her head, and kissed her long and deep.

“That’s because I love you,”  I whispered to her.   

Pam lay back down and cuddled into my side.  Her breasts pushed against my body, then she draped her arm across my chest.  We drifted off to sleep.

Departed Soul