Pam and I were enjoying the quiet of our surroundings when a car came driving slowly past us.  The couple in the car waved and pointed behind them.  We waved back and looked in that direction.  Dark clouds.  We waved our appreciation and they drove on.  We smiled at each other.

“Now, Lover, you have a choice.  I can set this up in the back of the SUV or just pack it up.”  A very intriguing offer.

“How about if we pack it up and wait,” my phone started beeping loudly.

“This is from the weather service,” the information was not good.  There was a severe storm warning and said everyone should stay indoors or get to a safe shelter.  I went to the roadway to get a clear look.  There was no doubt Mother Nature was pissed off.

“Baby, pack up any way you can.  We HAVE to get home, now.”  Pam knew I was worried.

We tossed everything into the SUV and hopped in.  We headed for the bridge, my rearview mirror was getting blacker by the minute.  Pam looked at me, she was getting scared.  I headed for home as fast as I could.  Others on the road were in a hurry to get somewhere as well.

We had another good fifteen minutes to the house when the first big flash of lightning occurred followed by a tremendous clap of thunder.  Pam yelled out in fear and covered her ears.

“Mark?  Are we going to be okay?” she was on the verge of tears.

“You bet, Babe.  Just hang tight, we’re almost home,” I tried to comfort her.

The tempest was growing.  The lightning and thunder were growing louder and more frequent.   For an instant, huge drops of rain pelted the windshield.  With the pavement getting damp, I didn’t want to go faster than I should.  The rain and oil from the road would make it slick.

I pulled down our street faster than I should.  A streak of lightning struck not far from us.  The flash was blinding and the thunder afterward was deafening.  Pam grabbed the garage door remote and when we were close enough, she pressed the button.

I slowed to pull into the drive, the garage door was opened enough for us to pull in. We got out of the car and looked out.  The clouds opened up with a torrential downpour, lightning was cracking almost one flash after another.  The thunder was almost constant. 

Pam covered her ears and hid her face in my chest.  She was sobbing.  I have never seen a storm of this magnitude in my life.  I was scared as well, but Pam couldn’t know that.  I held her as tightly and close as possible.  I pushed the remote and the garage door began to close on the torrent of rain, thunder, and lightning.

I got Pam into the house.  We sat on the couch watching the storm.  Pam was hiding her face under my arm, she was shaking.  With every clap of thunder, she jerked and tried to get closer to me.  I could hear the storm moving off, I was never so relieved in my life.

“Baby, it’s going away.  We’re okay, everything is all right,”  I gave her a reassuring squeeze.  “Come on, Baby.  Let’s go to bed and get some sleep.  We have a big day tomorrow.”  I squeezed her again.

We walked to our bedroom with our arms around one another.  It seemed as though Pam was still shaking a little.  She put on a little nighty and went to the bathroom.  When she returned, I tucked Pam into bed.  I went to the bathroom to get ready for bed, Pam was fast asleep when I returned to the bedroom.

I had a restless night.  Partly worrying about Pam being so scared and wondering what Platt had in store for us.  He’s all business and so is Jennings.  Whatever they concocted will benefit both of them.  Another question was why does he want Pam to be there?  I’m sure it will be good for her.

I looked at the alarm clock, it was three-thirty in the morning.  We had a nine o’clock appointment; I got up quietly and turned the coffee pot on.  I snuck past Pam to get to the bathroom for a shower and shave. 

When I finished, I quietly snuck back into the bedroom to get some clothes for the day.  I turned around to put them on my chair, Pam was sitting up smiling at me.  I stopped and smiled back.

“My coffee isn’t good enough anymore?”  Pam was trying to scowl.

“I thought I would surprise you,” I tried to wiggle out of it.

“I always bring our coffee, you don’t love me anymore,” Pam pretended to cry.

“Pamela!”  I said.

“Whaaaat?” her fake crying got worse.  “I gave you the best years of my life,” she sniffed.

“That’s It!  Come Here!”  I pulled the covers from Pam turned her over my knee and gave her butt a few good swats.  When I finished, Pam sat up and looked at me with a pouty face, then a wide grin.

“My Man loves me, wow does he love me.”  She pushed me on the bed and kept kissing my face.

Pam hopped out of bed then made a sharp turn to the bathroom.  A few minutes went by and she came out, her hair combed, makeup on eyes shining, and missing nighty.  She stopped long enough to kiss.  She swiveled her little butt to the kitchen humming a happy tune.

She brought the coffee into the bedroom, she put the cups on the nightstand.  She pulled the covers from me, kissed my cock and balls, covered me, and handed the coffee to me.  Pam got in next to me took her cup and kissed me.

“My Man loves me,” she grinned and sipped her coffee.

“Mark, I want time to fix a nice breakfast for us.  I don’t know how long we’ll be in the meeting or what comes afterward.  But I don’t want you to go hungry.” 

“You take such good care of me.  I appreciate it so much, Pam,”  I kissed her cheek.

“Mark you are so gentle.  I love when you touch me, and how you kiss me.”  Pam’s hand was slowly moving down my chest to my cock.

Pam caressed my balls and ran her fingernail down my growing cock.  She continued until my cock was rock hard.  Pam giggled as she wrapped her fingers around my stiff shaft.  She slowly stroked my cock as she kissed me.

“I love how hard he gets.  My man is so strong and virile.”  She bent over and kissed my cock head and ran her tongue over it.  It gave me a chill.

“You know this can only lead to one thing, Pamela,” I warned.

“Um-hum.  I do.  Does it feel good for my man,” she purred.  

“If you keep this up, things can get messy,” I whispered to her.

“We can’t have that, now can we?  Let’s see.  How can we avoid the mess?  Oh, I know,” Pam’s sultry voice made me wonder what she was going to do.

Pam released my cock, then sat up.  She bent over it and gently sucked it moaning with delight.  “Mmmm, yummy,” she cooed.

She took my cock out of her mouth and just grinned, a seductive grin.  Pam straddled my body and guided my cock into her wet pussy.  She purred as I watched my cock slowly disappear into her warmth.  When she had all of it in her, I closed my eyes and my head collapsed onto the pillow.

“Oooo, my Man is enjoying my attention, no?” she teased.  I was losing my mind.

“Woman, you will be the death of me – You are so damn hot.  That feels so good,” I moaned.

Pam dangled her succulent tits in my face, almost daring me to grab them.  She bent a little more and I sucked a tit into my mouth.  I was sucking and moaning like a starving animal.  I wanted to roll her over and slam my cock into her, but she had me in her spell.

“Does my Man like my boobies?  You love sucking them, don’t you?”  Pam’s voice was so seductive.   

“That’s enough boobie for now.  Just lay there and relax, let me enjoy your hard cock sliding in and out of me,” Pam started to ride up and down on my cock. 

Pam sat on my cock rocking back and forth.  She was playing with her tits and pulling her nipples.  After a short while, Pam put her fingers between her legs.  She rubbed her clit as she rocked on my cock. 

The visual was more than I could stand.  My cock exploded a load of cum deep in Pam’s pussy.  She yelped and mewed when the hot thick cum splattered her pussy wall.  She continued rubbing her pussy and riding my cock.  Another stream of cum painted her insides.

Pam’s eyes were closed, she whimpered and strained as her cum squirted from her pussy.  Another stream followed it covered my body and soaked my pubic hair.  I was panting and thrusting my hips up trying to pound my cock into Pam, she rode me and continued to squirt her cum.

I couldn’t do anymore I was panting and sweating.  Pam lay on top of me, wet with sweat and breathing heavily.  It took a little while until we had regained enough strength for a quick kiss.  I reached down and caressed Pam’s ass cheeks.

“I -I can’t go anymore, Baby.  You love me so good, I’m too weak to move,” Pam whispered.

“I understand.  I love touching every part of your sexy body.  I can’t help it,” I whispered back.

Pam and I lay there enjoying the afterglow of our love.  We kissed and cuddled with her on top of me.  When my cock slid out of her pussy, Pam whimpered and made a sad face.

“I can’t help it, Honey.  You zap all of his strength,” I sighed.

“I know, and I love it,” Pam giggled.

“I hate to say it, but we need to get moving.  Platt isn’t going to wait,” Pam said.

It was seven-thirty when Pam got out of bed and headed for the kitchen.  She said I should do what I needed for the day in the bathroom, and then she would follow.  I told her the bathroom was all hers.

I was getting dressed and the entire house had the aroma of a country kitchen.  Pam came into the bedroom, carefully removed her nighty, slipped into a bra and undies, grabbed a skirt, and left again.  I heard her moving things in the kitchen.

back into the bedroom, she sat at her little vanity, applied some makeup then zoomed out again.  She was making me tired.  More kitchen noises and the return of Pam.  She brushed her hair, put a few curlers in it, and redid her lipstick.  Gone again.

“Honey, come on.  Our breakfast is ready,” her voice flowed from the kitchen.  She takes multitasking to a new level.

Holy Shit!!  Waffles, link sausage, fried eggs, and toast.  Not to mention the butter and jelly.  There’s a new notch in my belt.  God this girl can cook!!

We sat and enjoyed our breakfast, Pam kept my coffee hot and filled.  Once we finished, she opened the dishwasher and everything on the table disappeared.  The last noise I heard was the fridge closing after the butter and syrup were returned to their proper places.

The first stroke of eight o’clock rang and we were ready to meet our fate.  When we got into the car, we looked at each other, for reassurance, I guess.  The garage door opened and we headed to Platt and Dorrest’s corporate castle. Traffic was normal so the forty-minute drive would put us right on time.  I love being early.

Departed Soul