Amber continues to try to urge some caution, but pam is not listening. She is totally into the idea of this wonderful date. She is completely hot to trot.
As her breasts, so are you. You're swollen with desire and just aching with need. You are not sure if this is just Pam's emotions, or your own as well. He is a really hot guy after all, and if her daydream of his grabbing her and doing her right in the doorway sounds a bit extreme, the accent is on the words "a bit". If you were in control and he started to lead you to some quiet place where he could violate all your orrifices, following which he would convert you into calories, you doubt you could manage a protest, much less an effective one.
Pam, however, is not going to protest at all. Maybe you would not stop him from climbing on you, but she intends to climb onto him. This is going to be one wonderful evening if she has her way.
Amber eventually sees the situation is hopeless and agrees "Well, I can at least make sure you enjoy tonight... So let's get you ready."

First a shower is needed, and that takes longer than expected. As Pam starts to rub the soap into you, she becomes aware of her, and your, need. Instead of just a quick touch, she starts a slow and sensual caress that both of you find highly exciting. Her teasing, stroking, and fingering has you swollen to the point of pain. Your nipples are rigid, to the degree that is consistent with their being throbing with the need for someone to love them as physically as possible.
Fortunately Pam knows how to get release from this pleasurable pain, and her hand descends to her womanly lips and works its magic there. It is not soon, but suddenly you feel a wonderful release, one that Pam shares. Wonderful, but not enough, and Pam is back to having one hand going all over you while the other is working vigorously between her legs. Both contribute to a delightful conclusion.

The idea of the third time being the charm sounds great to you, and likely even better to Pam, but Amber is shouting for her to finish up, and so that must wait. Reluctantly, Pam does as told, and heads to dress for her date.
This dress consists of body paint. Which you learn from pam's memory tastes rather like frosting. Pam now applies this to her in lavish amounts and great detail. When she starts painting you, you discover why. Each flick of the brush is like a caress. Your nipples are once again erect and stiff. You are flushed and swollen... and quite eager for her to turn her lurid attentions to her damp need. Which she does well enough to send both of you over the top, rather noisely in her case. You wish you had lungs to join her in expressing your pleasure.

Amber is not unaware of what Pam has been doing. She doesn't seem to approve, but "Well, at least that should calm you down enough so you can get out the door. Now let's finish up. Try to remember you don't have to be too eager, and ... well, have a good time..."

A knock on the door signals the start of that.