Three months passed quickly. Jim and Pam went on numerous dates and things were progressing nicely for them in their relationship.

"Jim!" Pam cried.

Jim smirked at her and ran outside before she had time to change. It was January but that did not stop them from utilizing the hot tub.

He always did this! She huffed as she changed into her swimsuit quickly and grabbed a warm towel to sneak outside into the steaming water. She quickly snuck in, loving the surrounding warmth.

Jim smirked at her as she piled all her curls on top of her head, although he was momentarily distracted by a curl dangling around her face.

"I really should punish you, Halpert?" She murmured thickly, arousal thickening her tone. Jim gulped at the change in her tone and how she was looking at him through her lashes.

"No, you shouldn't." He really didn't want to be punished. Pam smirked sexily, knowing exactly what she was doing to him. She moved closer to him, the warm water and wine from earlier doing things to her confidence. His eyes darkened as she moved ever closer to him.

She straddled his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck as she placed her weight on him, feeling him press against her in the most intimate places. His hands ran from her knees to her bottom, which he squeezed lightly before travelling up to her back, his wide hands spanning her back under the rippling warm water.

She was so sexy as she stared him down, straddling his lap. Even his fantasies didn't come close to the real-life sexual attraction they had between them. He was glad they took as long as they did to get to this point as they wouldn't have this sexual tension to relieve. And he so looked forward to relieving it and soon.

She leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "So, I shouldn't get out of this hot tub, right now, as punishment, Jim..." She breathed out his name as she bit his earlobe lightly. She wanted a reaction. She wanted a reaction. He chanted as he tried not to react to her teasing. But it was futile, he was only so strong after all. She leaned back to rise out of the tub when she gained footing only to feel a strong hand grab ahold of her bun on top of her head, quicker than lightning, and drag her face to his.

Her eyes widened. Maybe she went too far. The dark look in his eyes made her gulp in anticipation. She loved these charged scenes. Maybe it was wishful thinking but she wished they never quit feeling these feelings for each other. Jim leaned forward, so they were only an inch or two away from each other. Pam couldn't look away, she gulped at the look on his face.

"Not so fast, Beesly. You've been teasing me." He broke eye contact with her eyes and looked at her mouth, before looking back at her and smirked internally at the effect he was having on her. He rolled his hips into her and smirked at the little moan she couldn't quite hold in. He knew she brought herself to orgasm when she thought he was asleep but unfortunately for Pam, the rooms weren't sound proof and Pam wasn't exactly quiet. He heard his name more than once. And as nice as that made him feel, he wanted to be the reason for those sounds to fall from her lips.

He couldn't control himself anymore and surged forward, possessing her mouth fiercely. She whimpered into his mouth as she placed her hands on his chest, giving herself into the kiss. She kissed back ferociously, her body heating up that had little to do with the water anymore. She could feel the slight stubble on his face and damned, if that didn't turn her on even more.

"Let's go inside." He murmured into her lips and she stood easily, the water dripping down her body, his eyes following the water as she wrapped herself in a towel. She waited for him and they went into Jim's bedroom together and didn't come out for a while.

Jim arrived on the boat a little earlier than Pam, due to her having to baby Michael. Soon, she arrived and went to the bar to get him a beer and her a drink as well. Soon, a blonde woman that Jim vaguely recalled as being the purse lady, he wasn't paying much attention to her at the time.

"Hey..." She demurred, fluttering her eyelashes, making him think she had something in her eye. Jim immediately felt uncomfortable.

"Hi...um, Kathy?" He tried to place more space between them but Katy wasn't getting the memo.

"Katy. So handsome, are you here alone?" Katy looked around as she asked, looking for girls that could sink this handsome piece of meat.

"He's not." Katy spun around to see Pam with two beers in her hands and raising an eyebrow at her.

"Oh." Katy smiled sweetly as she moved on.

Pam handed his beer to Jim and took a pull of hers, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Okay, sorry if this is super weird but that was really hot." Jim confessed, taking a drink of his beer.

Pam laughed.

"C'mon, butthead, let's go on the deck." She pulled him to the door as she grabbed their coats.

"Isn't it super cold out there?" Jim couldn't help but ask.

"I'm sure we could find a way to stay warm." She purred, looking at him through her lashes. He didn't protest anymore, following her out to the deck.

Michael looked around all the people that were inside and he didn't see Jim or Pam. That was weird. They were usually in the thick of things, laughing and possibly pranking Dwight.

He made his way to the deck, breathing in the cold air, it helping to clear his head of the alcohol he consumed tonight.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jim pressing Pam into the side of the ship, mouths unbreaking. His hands framing her face. He waited a couple minutes to see if they would notice but other than breaking for air, they were too involved in each other.

He laughed under his breath as he went in. Those crazy kids.