AN-Just as a warning this story is clean but it applies some suggestive themes
Disclaimer-I don't own the office, I never will
"Don't move it'll just go in deeper." Jim said his voice slightly muffled through the closed door. Pam responded with a soft whimper followed by a yelp of pain. "Stop moving you're just going to make it hurt more."
Michael stood outside the door flagging the camera crew down. "Pam and Jim are in the conference room alone. I think their doing something naughty in there." He whispered to the camera trying to keep his composure. He pressed his ear to the door his hand clamped over his mouth in an attempt to cover his smother his giggles.
"Jim, just get it out!" Pam cried causing Michael eyes to grow wide.
"Pam just hold still I'm almost done."
"Get it out, get it out! It hurts, ow ow ow."
"You're such a baby. Stop wiggling around, you're just making this harder." Jim said followed by another yelp of pain.
Despite Michael's frown he turned to the camera and mouthed 'that's what she said'. He began to giggle again
"Yes, oh my god, that feels so much better." Michael's eyebrows shot up a smirk reappearing on his face. Without warning he busted in the conference room his hand covering his eyes.
"Okay you two, no more of that." He said peaking through his fingers. The camera crew was right at his feet zooming at the confused couple. Pam was frowning at them from the far end of the room, her index finger in her mouth. Jim was sitting in the chair in front of her a pair tweezers in between his fingers. "You guys aren't naked." Michael said his smile disappearing, his hand falling to his side.
"What are you talking about? I was just removing Pam's splinter."