Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 106

Bob POV

'Dad, will you be bringing Pam tomorrow? When we talked the other day, you mentioned that she likes sports. Bethany asked me as I helped load up the car with the things she had accumulated at the lab while staying there. I have more in my car that belongs to Theo than to my girl. She was always a minimal girl, not needing much to make her happy. 'Yes, Pam is looking forward to it. I was so excited when Pam agreed. She seemed like a good sort and offered to bring something for snacks. But I told her we had it covered. We will go to the den again this weekend, and if Bethany is up to it, we will have the following one at her place. I need to know she has settled in and is comfortable with the new security measures we are putting in place.

Bethany climbed into the vehicle, and you could feel her getting anxious already, and we had not hit the road yet. This seemed to be the biggest hurdle that Bethany needed to jump. Having been hit like she was, she is going to be jumpy for a while, and no therapy in the world is going to make it go away. It is something she must deal with on her own. I hurt my girl, it was not just the hit but what happened afterward that made it worse. When I got home that day, after she explained what they did to her after they dragged her out of the vehicle, it made me cry. I am not ashamed to admit that that was the worst thing I have heard in a long time. Never in my long career as a police officer had I heard such a thing happen. Most people that this could have happened to may not have lived to tell the tale.

Bethany was sitting in the passenger seat, watching out the side window, checking every vehicle that went past; when we drove through an intersection, she grabbed hold of the panic rail, and I saw her knuckles turn white as she squeezed the rail hard. This has to be hard for her. I turned on the sports news on the radio, hoping to distract her. It worked. She talked to me about the results of one that she did not agree with and why. Bethany had always had a good eye and understanding of most sports, and I could see her point of view, but it still comes down to what the man running the show saw at the time. She argued about the merits of the video umpires or referees that technology had introduced, and eventually, we reached the underground car park of her complex. Bethany could not get out of the car fast enough, and I could see her walking most of the time to work and anywhere else she needed to go if it was not too far. Tomorrow, we are going to Hank's place and have to get there by car again. Hopefully, Theo can distract her.

Four trips later, we finished carrying the things to the penthouse suite, and I was ready for coffee.

'Care to stay for dinner, Dad?' Bethany asked as she started to rummage through the fridge and freezer, looking for something to cook. Felicity had restocked her fridges for her early today, with the assistance of Kitty.

'Theo said he would get a takeaway on his way over, save you from cooking, though you might want to put all your things away.

'Okay! She put coffee on the table and took hers with her, heading to her room to sort out her things. She looked like she would have preferred to be in the kitchen doing something other than in the bedroom, and I wondered if it was because she had not remembered everything yet, and the room was still a little vague in her memory.

Thankfully, Theo arrived, and food was laid out on the table. Then, we settled down to eat Indian curry.

'Thank you for the curry. I must be off now before it gets too late,' I said, giving Bethany a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving them to work things out. I felt like a third wheel at that moment. Both seemed a little unsure how to proceed.

I had just entered my apartment when there was a knock on the door. I glanced at the time; it was just after eight at night. I swung the door open, and there holding a casserole dish was Pam, dressed in jeans and a blouse; her long brown hair fell over her shoulders in waves, and I was stunned for a moment; she looked so different when not wearing work clothes, and I liked what I saw. When she asked, I was frozen at the door, staring at her.

'Can I come in?' Pam looked hesitant, worried in her eyes at my delay of greeting.

'Sure, I'm sorry. I did not expect to see you here tonight,' I explained as I stepped back to allow her to enter.

'Thought you might not have had time for dinner, with all that moving you had done, and I saw your vehicle arrive, thought I pop up on the off chance you hadn't. She walked into my kitchen as if she knew where everything was, and I guess she would, as her place was almost identical to mine.

'I have eaten, sorry, Thoe brought curry on his way home.

'That's okay. I can leave it in your fridge for another day! She placed it in my fridge and then looked at me as if judging me for something.

Before I could think about it, Pam had taken the initiative to come to me and warmly kiss my lips. Her fingers snaked through my hair, and she pulled me closer to her. Before long, I was panting for more, and my pants were getting tight. She pushed herself into my hardening groin and moaned a soft, cute noise.

I lowered my hands and grabbed her firm butt, lifting her, her legs wrapped around my waist, and I headed out of the kitchen and down the hall. If I am getting my signals right, and I am going to be intimate with this woman, our first time is not going to be on the kitchen bench. Reaching my room, I adjusted and held her tighter as I kicked the door open with my foot and stopped by the bed, hesitating about how to proceed. I am a little rusty at being intimate, and I can't say I have ever had a woman jump me like this before. I have not been intimate for years, and now I am concerned about having reached this stage where I will blow my load before I even get undressed. It has been that long. I have not even had time to use my hand in the shower.

Pam took control again, and I was okay with letting her take the lead and do this at her pace. She started to undo my shirt, so I copied her and did the same. Once our shirts were off and dropped on the floor, she trailed her fingers over my chest and leaned in to kiss and lick me. While she did that, I tried to replace the clasp on her bra and felt around her back, but there were no clasps.

'Undoes at the front. She whispered, all breathy and needy.

I looked down and saw three round studs and pulled at them. Once those studs released the material, those two ample beauties burst out, and I marveled at how those could fit in that tiny bit of material. I lowered my head and gave them some attention, gaining some more cute moans from Pam. She started to undo my pants, but I swatted her hands away and bent down to remove my sneakers and then my jeans and underwear together. By the time I looked back at Pam, she was standing there in all her naked glory. Yes, she had a few life scars, but that did not detract from her beauty, the goddess herself standing before me. I wanted to kneel down and worship her body, but this was her show, and she took back control again. Pam maneuvered me and pushed me onto the bed.

'Crawl up on the pillow. She ordered, and I liked being ordered by her. This was a whole new experience for me. Having always been the one in charge, it was nice not to have to make any decisions at the moment.

Pam crawled up my legs, giving my shaft a like and sucking the pre-c*m off of the tip. I moaned at the sensation of her tongue on me. She crawled up, kissed my chest and neck, and captured my lips again, deepening the kiss and adding her tongue. She lowered her hand to my shaft and lined me to the opening of her moist warmth.

'Stop.' I groaned, not wanting her to stop at all.

'What?' she replied, staring at me with [**t and need.

'I do not have a condom. I did not want to cause an unexpected pregnancy at my age. I am looking forward to grandchildren, not more of my own.

'Don't worry, I am clean and on the pill. She lowered herself on my shaft slowly. The feeling of being sheathed in her warm channel was the best feeling I have had in a long time. Pam started a pace that suited her, and I was okay with her pace at the moment, thrusting my hips up to help cause the friction we were both chasing. I raised my hands and played with the two bouncing orbs before me, loving the look of them as they bounced in my hands. I lifted my head slightly and captured a hard n****e in my mouth, getting another one of those cute moans from Pam.

She picked up the pace, and soon, I could do nothing but hold her hips and thrust mine up, getting closer to my end. I was hoping to hold on till she reached hers, but I was not sure whether I could; my balls were contracting, giving me the tell-tale signs I was close to being done.

To my relief, she screamed out. 'Yes, yes, yes. Then, the tightening of her channel on my shaft tipped me over, and I went inside of her. She collapsed onto my chest and lay there gathering her breath. I held her close to me, cuddling her. She lifted her head and kissed me softly, and I enjoyed the cuddles and kisses of the aftermoment. This was something Wendy never liked. She was once done rolling over, a sleeping type of woman, and I was often left wanting that moment afterward, which made it more meaningful. I may have reached my peak, but I wanted what Pam was giving me without me even trying to gain it.

'We will have to keep this in our apartments. In our case, we do not wish for a conflict of interest, so if I am not all lovey-dovey once we are outside, don't take offense. I crossed a line tonight, and I am sorry, but not sorry. I would do it all over again, but we have to look like work colleagues and not lovers for now! Pam said, and though she was right and for all the correct reasons, I felt a little cheated, that I could not have what I wanted yet, and that we had to be careful how we moved forward until the whole case was over with.