December 19, 2013 - Thursday

Halpert Residence

Austin, TX

“Merry Christmas, daddy!” Cece screamed as she jumped on Jim and Pam’s bed, squeezing herself in between the happily spooned couple.

“What?” Jim groggily asked, letting go of Pam so he could wrap Cece in a tight hug, “It’s not Christmas yet, sweetie.”

“It is!” Cece continued to insist, this time turning around to tug at Pam’s hair, “Merry Christmas, mommy! Can I open presents?”

“What did I tell you about pulling mommy’s hair?” Pam said sternly, causing Cece to press her face on Jim’s neck, a thing she always did whenever she would get into trouble, “And daddy’s right. It’s not Christmas yet.”

“But I’m a good girl yesterday!” Cece shouted as she hit Jim’s nose with her fist, “Daddy, I’m a good girl?”

“Yes you are, but it doesn’t work that way, Cece. Christmas is still in seven days and—,” Jim paused when she saw Cece’s face turn into a frown, “but tell you what. Since you were such a good girl yesterday, why don’t I take you out for ice cream after daycare?”

“Yay!!” Cece squealed and kissed Jim on his bearded cheek, “I love you, daddy!”

“And what about me?” Pam asked.

“Daddy’s buying me ice cream,” she said innocently, “are you buying me ice cream?”

“Well, since you’re getting ice cream today, why don’t I get you one in three days?”

“Okay, I love you in three days, mommy.” Cece planted a kiss on Pam’s lips before jumping out of the bed. She then ran out of the room and slammed the door behind her. 

“You can’t keep spoiling her every time she doesn’t get her way,” Pam said as she placed her hand on Jim’s bare chest.

“Come on. It’s just ice cream, Beesly,” he laughed and wrapped his arm around her, “I’m not spoiling her that much.”

“It’s not just the ice cream and you know it. Remember a month ago when you bought her that big dollhouse because you had to tell her she can’t have a puppy?”

“Hey, I was planning to buy it for her regardless,” he shot back.

“Right, and was it also your plan to build only a quarter of it then wait for Dwight and Angela to visit so he could finish the job?”

“It was more than a quarter,” he mumbled under his breath, “okay, fine. I’m only trying to be the best dad to her.”

“I’m pretty sure you are,” she said while giving him a quick kiss, “a very good daddy.”

“Ugh,” he groaned as her lips were about to touch his for a second time, “please don’t call me that.”

“Call you what?” she asked.

“Daddy,” he said, “it sounds weird when you say it. Like you have some weird daddy kink that I don’t know about.”

“Daddy kink?” she laughed, “Jim, we’ve been married for four years. Don’t you think I’d have said something by now?”

“Well, you’ve never really called me ‘daddy’ until today so it’d be weird if I just brought it up out of nowhere.”

“But Cece calls you ‘daddy’. That doesn’t weird you out?”

“It doesn’t,” he stretched out his arms and let out a yawn before continuing, “kids are allowed to call their dads ‘daddy’. You most definitely cannot call me that.”

“Why?” she moved in closer and whispered to him, “Are you afraid being called ‘daddy’ might actually turn you on?”

“It does not—?” he paused as she started kissing him on the spot below his ear. She then placed her hand on his bearded cheek and moved his face towards hers, “what are you doing?”

“Just acting out my daddy kink,” she said as she moved from her side of the bed and climbed on top of him.

“You do not have a daddy kink,” he countered, “and I am not your daddy.”

”Oh really?” she began rocking herself against him, her kisses increasing with intensity. She felt him get hard as her hands roamed all over his newly toned body. As he cupped her ass with his hands, she paused and whispered, “Do you like that, daddy?”

“Beesly, this isn’t turning— oh Jesus,” he uttered out as she went further down his body and pulled down his pajama pants low enough to free his cock. She then took it in her hand and began stroking him slowly, causing him to let out a quiet moan.

“Does daddy want me to suck his dick?” she teased, her lips inches away from the tip.

“Pam…” he said softly as he closed his eyes in an effort to concentrate

“Is that a yes, daddy?” she asked.

“Yeah… just do it.” 

“I need you to say it,” she demanded.

“Say what?” 

“That daddy wants me to suck his dick.”

“I want you to suck my dick,” he said.

“No, no,” she released her hold on him and smiled mischievously, “if you really want me to do it, you need to call yourself ‘daddy’”

“Pam…,” he repeated, this time with a hint of desperation in his voice.

“Alright then. I guess I’ll just take a shower then,” she was about to get out of the bed when Jim held her arm to stop her.

“Okay, okay. Wait. Fine. I’ll say it.”

“Really?” she giddily asked and waited in anticipation for his answer.

“Yeah. Okay, here it goes,” he dragged his free hand over his face and took a deep breath, “Dad—,”

“Mommy!” Cece screamed as she knocked repeatedly on the door. Jim let go of Pam’s arm and pulled his pants up just in time for the door to fully open, “Phil’s awake!”

“Did you wake him up?” she asked.

“No…,” Cece replied with her head looking down on the ground, “it was an accident.”

“Was it really an accident?” Pam interrogated further, this time getting out of bed and placing both hands on her hips.

“I wanted to play with Phil…” 

“Cecelia!” she scolded her, “what did I tell you about waking up your brother? Did you not listen to me last time?”

“I’m sorry, mommy,” she quickly climbed on top of the bed and hugged Jim, who in turn carried her in a way to ensure she was not touching the boner that was still tenting in his pants, “I’m sorry, daddy.”

“It’s okay Cece, but Mommy’s right. You’re not supposed to wake up Phil because he needs his sleep and—,” Jim paused as she buried her face deeper in his neck. Seconds later, she started sniffling and he could feel her tears dripping in his body. He looked over to Pam who was shaking her head in an effort to warn him not to coddle their daughter, “You know what? Why don’t we go over to the pet store later?”

“Jim!” Pam scolded but before she could get another word in, Cece started squealing with excitement.

“We’re getting a dog?!”

“I mean not right now,” he said, “but you can tell me which one you want and we’ll see if we can buy it in six months.”

“Yay!” Cece shouted and started jumping on the bed. She then turned to a disapproving Pam, “Mommy! We’re getting a dog!”

“Okay baby. I’ll just have a little chat with daddy,” she turned to Jim with furrowed eyebrows, “Why don’t you head over to your room and I’ll come over in a bit so we can get you ready for daycare.” 

As soon as Cece left the room, she turned to Jim with her arms crossed, “We are not getting her a puppy.”

“Yeah, we’re not. Don’t worry,” he assured her, “I’ll just take her there but we’re not gonna buy anything. She probably won’t even remember asking for a puppy after six months. Can she even count that far?”

“And what if she does? I’m not going to be the one to explain to her why we can’t get her a puppy.”

“Relax. I promise. Everything is going to be fine,” he then crossed his arms behind his head and made himself comfortable on their bed once more, “now where were we?”

“Oh yeah,” she slowly walked over to him, made her way up his body with one finger, and smiled upon feeling him slightly shiver from her touch. She leaned in closer and whispered, “I think you need to get ready for work.”

“Wait, what?” He stared at her with eyes wide open and said, “But I thought— I did the thing you asked.”

“No you didn’t,” she countered, “all you said was ‘dad’ before Cece burst in the room. That definitely doesn’t count.”

“Okay, I’ll say it right now, then.”

“Nope,” she shook her head, “I’m no longer in the mood. And the kids are awake. And I really do need to get Cece ready for daycare. And I still have to make lunches for everyone.”

“So you’re really saying no to morning sex?”

“Yup,” she said, “so if you’re still feeling turned on, you’re gonna have to deal with it by yourself.”

“You can be really mean sometimes. You know that, right?”

“Yeah, but you knew that when you married me so…,” she checked her watch and looked over to him again, “okay, I’m going to head to the kitchen. You need to get ready. That Athleap Christmas party isn’t going to plan itself.”

“Yeah, don’t remind me,” he grabbed the pillow right beside him and covered his head with a blanket, “why did I agree to do this again?”

“Well, it was either you plan the party or they wouldn’t take you back.” she went to her vanity desk and grabbed a scrunchie to tie her hair with, “you think Isaac will finally be ‘Team Halpert you’re gonna crush it’ or has he moved on to another family to be a complete douche to?”

“Not funny, Beesly,” he found the will to get out of bed and grabbed the pink towel hanging by their door, “I think I’ll have to plan a thousand more parties until he starts treating me like a friend again.”

“That is mine,” she yanked the towel from his shoulder and grabbed a fresh blue one from their drawer to hand to him, “and he‘s still mad at you for quitting? It’s been six months, Jim.”

“Yeah, apparently leaving the business you started because you wanted to go fix things with your wife isn’t as admirable as it looks to someone who took over all my work load,” he said and stretched himself upward, “I’m kind of surprised when he voted to allow me to come back. He was really pissed at me, Pam.”

“Well, I’m sure you’ll be friends again in no time,” he wrapped his arms around her and she couldn’t help but melt into his touch as he began kissing her neck, “so you better make this party amazing.”

“Ugh fine. I’ll get ready,” he pulled away from her and walked towards the bathroom. As he opened the door, he turned around and said, “are you really not in the mood? The offer still stands.”

“Hmm,” she eyed him from head to toe, constantly glancing at the V-line that had formed on his lower abdomen and the happy trail leading to his pajama pants. She took a deep inhale and said, “I have to make breakfast. You want anything?”

“Pancakes would be great,” he replied with a smirk, “I prefer the syrup on the plate though, instead of… well…”

“Okay then,” she cocked an eyebrow at him, “pancakes it is.”

“Great,” he replied and took off his pajama pants, “I’ll see you downstairs.”

“See you downstairs… daddy,” she laughed and darted out of the room, barely missing the article of clothing that Jim threw at her.

December 20, 2013 - Friday

Athleap HQ

Austin, TX

“Did you steal this tie from Kevin?” Pam said as she grabbed Jim’s tie and allowed it to slip smoothly from her fingers.

“What are you talking about?” Jim asked while inserting a macadamia nut inside the mouth of a nutcracker that resembled Santa Claus. He giggled as the outer shell was smashed into pieces. He then grabbed the nut, offering it to Pam first before tossing it in his mouth when she refused.

“This tie,” she said holding it once more, enjoying the way it felt in her hand, “it has a snowman holding a broom on it and I’m pretty sure Kevin wore that during one of our Christmas parties.”

“Umm, I didn’t steal this from Kevin,” he used his hand to sweep up the remains of the nut scattered on the table and threw it in a nearby bin, “I’ve had this tie for three years now. Remember when you made me buy it? At that Christmas market with the sled?”

“Oh yeah! The sled!” she immediately smacked him on the arm as memories of that day came back to her, “I got so mad at you when I saw you riding with Cece on that thing. I still can’t believe you did that!”

“Oh come on. The slope wasn’t high at all. You were totally overreacting,” he held her hand as they walked across the office, moving away from the crowd that had formed by the pile of mince pies that Pam had made, “you always got so mad when I was trying to have fun with Cece.”

“That’s because I went through hell giving birth to her and you were just throwing her around like a football. It’s weird that you’re so gentle with Phil when you were so carefree with her.” They settled down in reception and she found herself in a familiar position, with her sitting behind a desk and him leaning on the other side.

“You see how fussy Phil gets whenever I try to carry him,” he grabbed a jellybean from the container and Pam couldn’t help but smile over the fond memories of their early days as he ate it, “you know… even if we have two kids, this whole being a dad thing still feels new to me.”

“Well, you’ve been nothing but a great daddy,” she teased and grabbed a jellybean of her own.

“Beesly,” he warned, “you need to drop it. It’s not gonna work.”

“Drop what?” she rolled her eyes and feigned innocence, “and if I’m not mistaken, you were so close to—,”

Before she could add further, Jim leaned forward to give her a kiss. She remained quiet for a while, amazed at how one simple kiss could still be enough to send butterflies to her stomach.

“You know Mr. Halpert, it’s really inappropriate for the boss to be kissing his receptionist,” she finally spoke.

“Not unless there’s a mistletoe above,” he grabbed one of the bunches of mistletoe that Samantha, their actual receptionist, intentionally forgot to hang across the office under his instruction and held it above their heads. She happily stood up from her seat and began making out with him without a single care as to who might see them, “You’re amazing, you know that right?”

“Have I been a very nice girl for daddy?” she slyly said as he rolled her eyes at her, dropping the mistletoe in the process. This didn’t bother her and continued kissing him more fervently. She then whispered to him, “Daddy did such a great job with this party. I’m sure he’d like to be rewarded for his hard work.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Why not? Doesn’t daddy want this?” She pulled him by his tie and kissed him lightly on the spot behind his ear. She was delighted over hearing him groan and she whispered, “Can daddy sneak me off into his office like we did on Halloween?” 

“Is that what you want?” he replied softly but with enough intensity in his tone to show that he was serious.

“Is that what daddy wants?” She asked, putting emphasis on the word that she wants to hear from him.

“Let’s go.”

“I need you—,”

“I’ll say it when we get there. Come on.” He took her by the hand and pulled her from her seat. She grinned from ear to ear, seeing how excited and in a hurry Jim was to get to his office. On the way, she suddenly stopped when something caught her eye, “Wait, what is that?”

“Huh?” He turned around and looked in her direction, “oh, that’s the office gym. We decided to set one up since we had to look presentable to our clients. Or something like that. I don’t know. I didn’t listen to the pitch. I just thought it would be cool to have a gym in the office.”

“Wow. Look at how heavy those weights are,” she rubbed his arm up and down, “is that how you turned into such a daddy overnight?”

“Beesly,” he said in an annoyed manner, “let’s just go. My office is literally right there.”

“Okay fine,” she laughed and they started walking once more, “I can’t wait for what daddy will— Oh my God. Darryl, is that you?!”

Confused by her reaction, he looked up to see Darryl with his girlfriend, whose name he couldn’t remember, walking towards them from afar. He quietly cursed as Pam let go of his hand and moved ahead, giving each of them a hug, “Melissa, it’s been so long! How are you?”

“Melissa!” Jim exclaimed and failed to notice Darryl glaring at him as he hugged her, “I thought you guys weren’t going to come.”

“We finished dinner quickly so we could catch up. Pam! We need to get a drink together! Let’s leave these two to catch up,”  she held Pam by the arm and dragged her back to the crowd.

“So what time did you—,”

“What is wrong with you?” Darryl said before Jim could get another word in, “forgetting her name like that. You just had dinner at our place a week ago.”

“Sorry about that,” he tried to loosen his tie in discomfort and tried to think of another topic, “so how’s the holiday so far, man? We weren’t expecting you to drop by.”

“Yeah, I wasn’t supposed to,” he said, “but Colin told me to come over. But I told him I have to leave before midnight. I’m taking Jada to the zoo tomorrow and I’m not going to see the penguins half-asleep.”

“Oh good,” Jim replied, “we can sneak off together. I gotta make sure Pam doesn’t drink too much though. She always wants to stay longer when she’s hammered.”

“Right,” Darryl narrowed his eyes at him as they started walking back to where the crowd was, “so what were you doing back there with Pam? Were you giving her a tour?”

“Umm, yeah. Just the tour. Since we had some renovations done and we had that new gym. I just wanted her to see it,” Jim lied as he shoved his hands in his pockets, “It’s a shame that we have to leave the party early. We might miss some of the action. Remember that guy who started dancing on the table at my welcoming party?”

“Yeah, that was funny,” Darryl chuckled, “although I have to tell you, it still doesn’t top the time one of the bosses snuck inside his office to have sex with his wife during Halloween.”

Jim suddenly coughed and attempted to clear his throat. When Darryl looked at him with a cocked eyebrow and a smug expression on his face, he suddenly croaked out, “I have no— I just — What are you—“

“I was dozing off in my office that time and let’s just say these walls are definitely not soundproof. I didn’t hear much but Pam could definitely pass for a slutty librarian. Well, come to think of it. I’m not so sure. You wanna know why?”

“Why?” He asked.

“She didn’t really do a good job of keeping you quiet,” Darryl laughed as he patted a stunned Jim on the shoulder, “why don’t we get you a drink? I think you could use some shots.”

December 21, 2013 - Saturday midnight

Five minutes to Halpert residence

Austin, TX

“The kids are asleep? Okay, alright. We’re on our way home. Sorry we’ve been out so long but we’re on our way home. Like we’re in the car now. Thanks again Anna,” Pam dropped the call and whispered loudly to Jim, “Baby, I think I’m drunk. Are you drunk?”

“You both are,” Melissa said with a phone in her hand, capturing every moment of their ride home, “okay, we’re almost near your place. Jim, do you have your keys?”

“Yeah, wait let me get them,” he slurred out as he rifled through his pockets for their keys, “I know they were here a while ago and— found it! See, everything’s totally fine.”

“Totally fine,” Pam replied.

“Totally fine,” Jim repeated, this time giving Pam a kiss on her forehead, “are you drunk?”

“Probably,” she placed her hand behind his head and reached in for a kiss, “I can’t wait to get into bed.”

“Oh really now?” Jim said and repeatedly kissed her on the lips, oblivious to Darryl and Melissa’s presence, “What’ll we do when we get into bed?”

“What does daddy want to do?” she asked, causing Darryl to snort out a laugh. Jim glared at her and a huge grin formed on her face, “Hey guys. Isn’t Jim such a daddy?”

“Beesly!” his lips pursed at her and he looked at Darryl who had been staring in amusement through the rearview mirror, “I’m sorry. She’s really drunk.”

“I didn’t know you were into that Jim,” Darryl could barely contain his laughter as he spoke, “anyway, we’re here. You guys umm… stay safe and enjoy the holidays. Yeah, enjoy the holidays”

“Thanks man,” Jim shook his hand and he noticed Darryl still smirking at him, “I’m really not…okay?”

As the car drove away, Jim and Pam walked to the front door. They were eager to get inside but Jim kept dropping his keys every time he tried inserting it in the keyhole. Pam didn’t make it any easier for him, slapping him in the ass whenever he bent down to pick up the keys.

Eventually, the door was opened by Anna, their next door neighbour. They apologised again for coming home later than expected and hoped that Cece had not given her a hard time. She then bid the two of them goodbye and once she had left the house, Jim unexpectedly picked Pam up and carried her upstairs.

“So strong,” Pam joked as Jim opened the door to their bedroom. She giggled as he gently put her down and unzipped the back of her dress. Stripping down to just her matching black lace underwear, she laid on her bed and watched as he removed his tie, followed by his dress shirt. He was about to unbuckle his belt when she suddenly stopped him, “Wait, I forgot something.”

“What now?” he asked, his hands literally paused at his belt.

“I’m gonna give you your present,” she went over to their closet and grabbed a small pink paper bag.

“It’s not Christmas yet,” he said as she handed over the bag to him.

“I know. But I’ve never gotten you for Secret Santa and we’re no longer working together so I just thought I should get you something,” she bit her finger in excitement as he opened the bag revealing a Serenity by Jan candle inside, “do you like it?”

“Oh my God,” he laughed and kissed her in excitement. He then sniffed the candle and recoiled from the strong scent of cinnamon, “where did you even find this?”

“Oddly enough, I found this at a Bed Bath & Beyond. I guess her business is booming, who would have thought?”

“See, you should totally start your own business. You should pitch that tan baster thing on Shark Tank. You could be a billionaire” he joked

“Shut up. It’s not a bad idea, okay?,” she smacked him in the arm and laughed, “But I do hope you like the gift.”

“Oh I do,” he set the candle down on the nearest drawer and pulled her closer to him. The kisses started out slow but grew fiercer as his hands roamed all over her body. He then pushed her against the wall, staring at her for a moment before planting soft kisses on her neck. 

She couldn’t think straight, as Jim’s soft beard making contact with her bare skin sent constant shivers down her spine. She rested the back of her head against the wall and closed her eyes as Jim began to unhook her bra. It took him quite some time, given his slightly drunken state, but he eventually found his way and her mind went into overdrive as she felt his mouth on one nipple. 

She was squirming against him, enjoying every minute of his tongue playing around her body. “Daddy…,” she couldn’t help but whisper under her breath and at that moment, she felt him let go. She knew that she had just killed the mood thanks to one stupid word and as she opened her eyes, she saw that he was facing her once more, “sorry about that.”

“Call me daddy again,” he whispered to her ear.

“What?” she asked in reply, unable to believe what she was hearing.

“You heard me,” he said in a commanding tone and kissed her passionately on the lips, before moving back to her neck. She pulled him closer and felt how hard he was against her. Her hands made their way to his pants and she quickly unbuckled his belt. He then took a slight step backward, took off his pants, and tossed them on the ground next to her bra. As he went closer, she slipped her hand inside his boxer briefs. She grasped his throbbing erection and smiled upon hearing him moan. 

“Do you like that, daddy?” she asked playfully, her hands still palming his length.

“Yeah,” he said, “daddy likes it.”

“Good,” she was ecstatic over finally getting him to cave and gave him one long kiss on the lips. She then went back to the spot behind his ear, gently sucking on it before asking a very familiar question, “does daddy want me to suck his dick?”

“Yes…” he breathed out, moving his hands from her lower back to her ass, caressing both cheeks as he placed gentle kisses on her shoulder.

“Yes what?” she asked.

“Daddy wants his dick in your mouth.”

Satisfied with his answer, Pam knelt down and pulled down his boxer briefs. With her mouth inches away from her destination, she looked up and saw that Jim’s eyes were already closed in anticipation. She first took him by the tip and eventually, she was sucking on his entire length.

She started off slow at first, enjoying the sounds coming out of Jim’s mouth, knowing that only she could make him feel this way. She then increased her pace, causing him to grab onto her hair with both hands.

“Oh God. You’re so good,” he let out as she continued sucking him, gently cupping his balls in the process. This caused him to thrust deeper into her mouth and he moaned loudly, “good girl.”

She kept going at her current pace, expecting him to be close to exploding as his grip on her hair grew tighter. Eventually, he said, “I’m gonna come.”

“Does daddy want to fuck me?” she asked and Jim responded by suddenly going down and lifting her. He quickly walked to their bed and roughly placed her on their bed before kissing her ferociously. Knowing there wasn’t much time left, he slipped her out of her soaked panties and threw them on the pile of discarded clothing.

With him on top of her, she spread her legs and reached down to guide his tip to her entrance. She moaned softly as he filled her completely. He then began to move, slowly at first, kissing her lazily in between thrusts. As he moved faster, she felt herself starting to lose control. She knew it was over when his hand rubbed on her clit, causing her to arch her back and moan so loud that she was scared it might wake up their sleeping children.

“Oh God,” she breathed heavily, but she couldn’t relax yet as Jim began thrusting once more. It only took a little while longer before he pumped inside her, moaning loudly into her neck as he came. 

“Fuck,” he repeatedly kissed her as he pulled himself off her. Once free, he pulled her close to his chest and smiled as he gave her one last satisfying kiss on the forehead, “that was amazing.”

“It was, wasn't it?” she said while playing with the soft hair on his muscled chest, “I really hope Phil doesn’t wake up. You were so loud.”

There was no reply from Jim’s end. She looked up to see that he had fallen asleep, as had always been the case in their entire relationship. Rolling her eyes, she kissed him gently on the cheek before moving to her side of the bed.

“Goodnight daddy,” she said as she closed her eyes, satisfied over the new discovery that she had uncovered.