Warning:this is a cheating/netorare/cuckold story. If that is not your cup of tea then I urge you to stop reading.

This is a direct sequel of part 1 and the story is based on the The Office : Money – Season 4 episode 7. If you just want context, you can search “Jim and Pam Stay at Schrute Farms” in youtube.

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To Ryan’s dismay, Jim stuck to Pam like leech after their bathroom encounter.

Ryan never found himself alone with the sexy receptionist since then. Although it wasn’t for lack of trying, as he found himself becoming more and more frustrated as he tried every means to get Pam by herself.

It got to a point where Ryan also got infuriated at Pam as well, she had made no attempt to excuse herself from Jim. In fact, he even wondered that she had actually forgotten about their little encounter as she never even so much as glanced in his direction since then.

Unfortunately, Ryan’s time at the Scranton Branch quickly came to an end when the New York Headquarters called and asked him to attend a meeting the very next day.

Teeth clenched, Ryan drove to New York. Frustrated that he didn’t get the opportunity to fuck the secretly slutty receptionist.

Suddenly, Ryan remembered something and he knew all is not lost yet. He had given everyone at the Scranton Branch a Blackberry to show off his new found status and wealth. Now it is just a matter of finding out Pam’s contact number in the New York headquarters.

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A few days later, Jim was curiously eavesdropping to Dwight as he talked on the phone. At first, Jim wondered Dwight was doing his usual sales pitch, but it quickly became clear that Dwight was not selling Dunder Mifflin products.

How could he? Dwight was talking about bed sizes and Dunder Mifflin is a PAPER selling business.

With narrowed eyes, Jim stared as Dwight set down the phone. “Are you running a bed and breakfast?”

“No.” said Dwight simply.

Jim relentlessly prodded Dwight with questions but Dwight wasn’t rising to the bait. He gave Jim one word answers and refused to elaborate.

“Does the Department of Health know about this?” asked Jim, clearly enjoying making Dwight uncomfortable with his questions.

“I AM not telling you anything,” said Dwight. He pointedly looked at the camera crew, “Permits are pending.”

Jim grinned as Dwight’s phone rang again. Relieved to have a reason to not listen to Jim, Dwight immediately picked it up.

It was a mistake.

“Dwight Schrute, Dunder Mifflin.”

“How many per room?” asked Pam.

Dwight raised the phone and stared at Pam at the reception desk. “This is a misuse of company phone!”

“It says here you cater to the elderly?” Pam continued, ignoring Dwight’s protests.

“Where did you read that?” asked Dwight incredulously.

“Trip Advisor…”

Blood drained from Dwight’s face, he froze.

After a few seconds of contemplative silence, Dwight relented. He can not ignore their questions any longer. Jim had won yet again. Antagonizing the couple further might prompt them to give him a negative review in Trip Advisor. That would mark the end of his flourishing bed and breakfast.

Dwight would later tell the camera crew that he had no choice as TripAdvisor was the lifeblood of the agro-tourism industry.

With a heavy heart, Dwight accepted them as guests at his farm for one night.

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On the way to Schrute Farm, Jim and Pam were making jokes on what they expect to happen. It was a clear attempt to make light of the situation they put themselves in since, in truth, they were quite nervous.

They had good reason to be nervous. It was no secret that Dwight was a little eccentric. He was man known for being hardnosed, ambitious, cutthroat and, maybe, a little psychotic. It’s little comfort to Jim that he wondered Dwight to be the harmless sort of a psychopath.

So it was a pleasant surprise to Pam and Jim that they had enjoyed their stay at the Schrute Farm so far.

In fact, the weirdest thing that happened during their stay was at the start. When Jim and Pam freaked out as Mose, Dwight’s never-before-mentioned cousin, ran alongside their car like a serial killer in a slasher flick.

After that incident, if you don’t count the unusual overabundance of beets in the house, nothing unusual happened.

Fearful of a negative review in TripAdvisor, Dwight became an amazing B&B proprietor. He was very welcoming and hospitable. He even agreed to read them a bed time story after much prompting from Jim and Pam.

Jim specially looked forward to the bed time story… and soon, so will Pam.

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Several hours past, it was a specially scorching hot mid-afternoon.

Pam was being taught by Dwight and Mose how to plant and grow beets while the camera crew asked Jim for an interview regarding their experiences so far.

Determined to make their stay an unforgettable experience, Pam forced herself to be interested about beets. Even when Dwight brought out a wheelbarrow full manure, she tried her best to be enthusiastic.

Suddenly, Mose started a snowball fight with Dwight. Only instead of snow, they were throwing handfuls of manure. Pam was doing an amazing job of not showing disgust when she felt the blackberry phone in her pocket vibrate.

Pam took out the blackberry and checked her messages.

It was Ryan Howard.

Pam? You busy?

What do you want? I’m here with Jim at Dwight’s farm.

I want you. Also when did you guys get that close to Dwight?

Pam nervously looked around. Dwight was furiously running after Mose, both of their shirts splattered with manure while Jim was currently busy giving an interview to the camera crew.

“You know I just realized, this is Pam’s and my first night away together. I used to play it over my head and… uh… it was just a little bit different. Maybe a nice hotel or a romantic dinner,” Pam heard Jim tell the camera crew.

She quickly made a reply to Ryan.

I can not. Not right now.

Why not?

I told you I’m with Jim.

Up to you. I’m on my way to a hotel in Scranton. I told Michael to have a presentation tomorrow. I’ll send you my hotel number if ever you change your mind.

“There’s some wine, but wine that wasn’t made out of beets. I didn’t think Dwight would be involved at all and… uh… I always imagined less manure. I mean some manure… just less,” Pam heard Jim finish the interview.

After memorizing the hotel room number Ryan will be staying at, she quickly deleted the text messages before putting the blackberry back at her pocket.

Jim walked towards her with a large grin in his face, he glanced at Dwight and Mose. “Wow… They are enjoying themselves huh?”

“Yeah… uh.. Jim?”

“What is it?”

“Michael asked me to bring a few files to him from the office.”

“Pam, we can’t just leave,” said Jim incredulously. “Dwight might get offended and who knows what he’ll do when we go to sleep.”

“He says it’s urgent,” said Pam apologetically. “You know Michael’s been acting a little weird. I’d like to help him somewhat.”

Jim was clearly unhappy at wondered of leaving Dwight’s farm. Contrary to what he said to the camera crew, he was enjoying his stay at the Schrute Farm immensely.

Pam couldn’t help but smile. This was perfect.

“Jim, you can stay here. I’ll take the car, and I’ll be back before dinner.”

Scowling, Jim wondered about what Pam said. It didn’t take long before Jim nodded and gave Pam little peck in the lips.

“Alright, be safe.”

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Ryan had just finished taking a shower when he heard a loud and impatient banging on his door.

Guessing who it was, Ryan checked how he looked in the mirror before covering his lower half with a towel. He opened his door with a bright smile in his face.

Standing outside his door was the gorgeous receptionist of the Scranton Branch.

The broad and welcoming smile slowly changed to a look of horror as he stared at Pam. She was not all how he had imagined. He had imagined that she would be wearing a cute little summer dress since she she came from a farm.

Instead, Pam was wearing a green sweater paired with a black shirt, a decidedly unsexy pair of black pants, and a dirty looking rucksack to cap it all off.

The choice of outfit wasn’t even the worst part for Ryan… it was the smell.

Ryan scrunched his nose. “What the hell is that smell?”

Pam stared daggers at Ryan before wordlessly pushing pass him.

Without looking back at Ryan, she went straight to the bathroom. “I’m gonna take a shower first,” said Pam, there was a tone of finality in her voice.

Ryan was thinking of following her in but the lingering odor made him think otherwise. Instead, he fixed the queen sized bed and laid on it.

Despite being very excited at the prospect of finally sleeping with Pam, the two and half hours of driving to reach Scranton from New York took a toll in Ryan. As he laid in bed, listening to the pitter patter of the shower, he fell asleep.

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“gluk, gluk, gluk, gluk, gluk…”

A smirk appeared on Ryan’s face when he woke up. He knew that sound and he knew this feeling. It’s the same sensation he had missed so much.

When he opened his eyes and looked down at secretly slutty receptionist, Ryan couldn’t help but swear.

“Fuuuck….”

Pam Beesly’s reddish brown hair, still wet from showering, was spread out, covering both his legs as she vigorously sucked his cock.

“gluk, gluk, gluk, gluk, gluk, gluk…”

Ryan’s toes curled from pleasure as Pam’s mouth perfectly enveloped his cock. No teeth and no wasted movement. Up and down and all the time almost to the hilt.

“Did you miss my cock, Pam?”

Pam had missed his cock so much that she wasn’t eager to stop sucking it to answer. Pam moaned her answer, the vibration gave more pleasure to Ryan.

“Fuuuck… Here’s what’s going to happen, slut. You’re gonna suck me until I cum, you’re going to swallow every drop AND THEN we’re gonna fuck,” snarled Ryan. “No breaks.”

When Pam moaned her approval once again, she smiled. It looked obscenely erotic, she was sucking cock with a smile on her face.

The sloppy blowjob Pam was giving was as amazing as Ryan remembered. He was already about to cum. Although this time he didn’t try to prolong it as time wasn’t a factor and he was willing to taste Pam’s pussy.

Pam apparently had the same idea as Ryan, she wanted to get fucked. Sooner rather than later.

Both of Pam’s arms reached out to twirl her fingers around Ryan’s nipples. Adding more pleasure to the already mind blowing blowjob.

“I’m gonna cum! Swallow it!”

Pam bobbed her head faster, willing to taste and swallow Ryan’s cum.

“gluk, ack, gluk, ack, gluk, gluk…”

Ryan gritted his teeth as he came inside Pam’s mouth. Pam didn’t stop bobbing her head until she felt Ryan’s cock has stopped twitching.

Pam allowed Ryan’s cock to soften inside her mouth. She then swallowed while swirling her tongue around the flaccid cock.

“gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp…”

Ryan took a deep breath before smiling at Pam. “You’re a good fucking bitch.”

With one last gulp, Pan released Ryan’s cock from her mouth, she kissed his cockhead before grinning at Ryan. “I know.”

“Get up,” said Ryan as he sat up. “I want to see that fucking body.”

Eyes filled with desire, Ryan gawked at Pam as she rose up and showed off her body. Her perky C-cup sized breast. and her sexy toned body was to die for.

Pam bit her lip sexily, “You like what you see?”

“Lie the fuck down and spread your legs,” said Ryan, almost shouting with excitement.

Making way for Pam in the middle of the queen size bed, Ryan stared lustfully at Pam. Her ample tits vulgarly jiggled as she laid in bed.

Pam slowly spread her legs and revealed her gorgeous pink pussy. Ryan’s mouth watered as he crawled towards the shaved and the tightest looking pussy he had ever seen.

Mouth open, Ryan almost growled like a hungry lion before shoving his mouth towards Pam’s pussy.

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At the Schrute Farm, Jim was sitting at a dining table. Dwight and Mose had asked him to stay there as they prepared dinner.

It was no secret to Jim what they were cooking, not only had he seen them pick a basketful of beets from their field, he can already smell the roasting beets.

With a deep sigh, Jim rubbed his eyes. This would have been tolerable if Pam was here. They would probably be enjoying themselves despite their predicament.

Ten minutes later, Mose opened the kitchen door, Dwight appeared in the doorstep with a big smile in his face.

“Jim, you’re going to love this,” said Dwight delightfully.

Dwight was holding a tray which had roasted beets decorated with what looked like goat cheese.

Mouth open, Jim stared in horror. “I thought you were a meat eater?”

“I am. It’s a special occasion. This might be the chance for you to finally appreciate beets.”

Heart pounding with dread, Jim was silent when Dwight put down the tray in dining table. When Dwight and Mose sat down and served him the roasted beet salad, his heart was like a train pounding down the tracks.

Jim looked down at his plate. Slowly, he picked up the spoon and scooped a portion. He wondered about fake eating but Dwight and Mose were staring at him with the same looks as the children at the zoo, willing and expectant.

After taking a deep breath, Jim closed his eyes and tasted the salad. To his pleasant surprise, it was quite delicious. He swallowed and quickly took another spoonful of salad.

“This is really good, Dwight.”

“See? I told you. You just need to trust me,” said Dwight, delighted.

Jim nodded approvingly. He wondered about Pam again. He really missed her. She would probably like the salad as she liked to eat healthy foods… And it was actually quite delicious.

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Making sure his tongue was covered with saliva, Ryan licked Pam’s pussy for all his worth. This was the best pussy he had eaten out in years.

Pam grinned as she pushed her crotch towards Ryan, positive that Ryan was doing his best to give back the pleasure he had just received from her.

“mmm…mmm… fuuuck…. fuck…. fuck….”

After a few minutes of intense licking, Pam’s pussy lips were wet with spit. Ryan made an “o” shape with his mouth and started sucking Pam’s clitoris.

Now delirious with pleasure, Pam grabbed Ryan’s hair and started pulling them as she got close to orgasm.

“mmmm…mmm…. fuck… Fuck… FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!”

With an ear shattering scream, Pam climaxed. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as Ryan continuously to licked and sucked her pussy.

Breathless, Pam looked down as Ryan emerged from between her legs with a gigantic grin, his face glistening with the mix of spit and pussy juice.

“Good job… NOW FUCK ME!”

Still smiling, Ryan slowly shook his head. Pam looked at him with confusion.

“No,” said Ryan. “You’re going to fuck me. Get up. I want you to sit on my dick.”

Pam giggled like a school girl while she sat up and moved apart. It was Ryan’s turn to lie down, his already hard cock pointing up to the ceiling.

Slowly, Pam crawled towards Ryan’s cock. Although she knew it didn’t need the further lubrication since her pussy was soaking wet, she licked his balls and his shaft.

She kissed the cockhead before rising up. She stared at Ryan as she squatted on top of him. She bit her lip as she descended, slowly impaling herself on Ryan’s cock.

“Ughh… Shit… You’re so fucking big…” moaned Pam.

When Ryan’s cock fully deep inside her, Pam shivered as she savored the feeling of being full again.

“I’m not here to watch you do yoga,” spat Ryan impatiently.

He bucked his hips upwards, making Pam lose balance. She quickly put her hands on Ryan’s chest to stop herself from falling.

“Ugh… You are one naughty boy,” said Pam, giggling.

“Just start riding already, you fucking slut!”

Biting her lip, Pam slowly and rhythmically started riding Ryan’s cock. Her ample tits erotically bouncing with her movement.

“Shit… You’re so fucking tight,” said Ryan as he squirmed.

“unnh.., you like it? You like… uugh… my pussy?”

“FUCK! I fucking love your pussy… You gotta come with me to New York, just leave that loser Jim.”

Between incessant moaning, Pam managed a laugh. “No… ugh, shit… I love Jim… fuck…”

It was Ryan’s turn to laugh. It may be true that Pam loves Jim, but here she was, impaling herself on someone else’s cock.

When Pam heard Ryan laugh, she flashed him a devilish smile, the one Ryan knew Jim has never seen, before leaning towards him.

Pam stuck her tongue out and shoved into Ryan’s mouth. Pam wondered about how erotic it was that this was their first kiss. She had sucked him off twice, he had eaten her out and they were in the midst fucking before their first ever kiss.

Their tongues fought against each other for dominance, twisting and invading their mouths as they passionately kissed.

Stopping their torrid kissing, Pam moved her head towards Ryan’s ears. She licked his ears before whispering, “I’ll tell you a secret that Jim doesn’t know. I only have protected sex when I make love, when I want to fuck… I want it bareback.”

Speechless and hopelessly aroused from the revelation, Ryan could only moan in pleasure.

Pam gently bit his ears before rising back up. Once again, she put her hands on his chest for balance before she grinded her pussy on his cock. “I… ugh… won’t leave Jim. Specially not… unnh… for you… But we could be… ughh.. fuck… fuck buddies…”

“That’s even better,” said Ryan eagerly.

The devilishly slutty smile flashed again before Pam slowly turned around with Ryan’s cock still lodged deep inside her.

Ryan’s eyes widened with desire as Pam leaned away from him, her tight and toned ass in full display.

Without taking a second to rest, Pam vigorously slammed down her pussy on to Ryan’s cock, loud obscene slapping sounds reverberated throughout the bedroom.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

With Pam’s curvy yet toned ass in front of him, jiggling with Pam’s every thrust, Ryan couldn’t take it anymore. He roughly grabbed Pam’s ass and used it as leverage as he met her downwards thrust with his own.

Pam was drunk with pleasure as she felt that Ryan was trying to go to the hilt with every thrust.

It shocked and elated Pam that Ryan had this sort of stamina. They had been going at it in this position for a few minutes nonstop. It’s true that he was breathing heavily but so was she.

Both of them swore and moaned with pleasure as they picked up speed. They were nearing climax.

“I’m going to cum. Pam!” warned Ryan.

In response, Pam more vigorously bounced on his cock. She wanted to show Ryan that she was like a machine that could not be turned off.

“FUCK! I’M CUMMING!” screamed Ryan.

“ME TOO!”

Both of them screamed in unison as they both came.

Pam was grinning ear to ear as she relished the feeling of Ryan’s cum being pumped into her pussy. She loved the sensation so much that she even used her vaginal muscles to squeeze every drop from his cock.