Jim hungrily pushes Pam onto the bed. While he takes off his shirt, her hand creeps up to his belt buckle. Her new engagement ring sparkles in moonlight from the window. His hands search underneath her clothing as both their breaths speed up. She’s able to strip Jim of his pants and boxers while he sucks on her neck.

He moans as she places her hands on him. “Geez, Beesly… how the hell am I fully naked, but you’re still clothed?”

She giggled. “That’s your fault, not mine.”

A few moments later, Jim made it an even playing field.