1 comments/ 31414 views/ 13 favorites TV Temp: Tina Fey By: Robertdoc November 2008 I still had no permanent job after my time on "The Office" and with Jenna Fischer. But I found other ways to make money than temping. I found a freelance website to write on and make a few bucks, and more opportunities were starting to open up by fall. Once I committed to that, I stopped thinking so much about that day in March with Jenna; at least before nighttime. Just as the experience with Jenna was once in a lifetime, I took the same view with the rest of the temp service. But that viewpoint was shattered when the agency finally called in late October. According to them, Jenna called a few days back to see if I had found work on another set. When she found out I hadn't, she raised some objections and asked a few questions. While there were no openings on shows filmed in L.A., there was one in New York for one of NBC's other comedy shows; which Jenna was able to contact to help seal the deal. Yet I was hardly going to complain that she did, since the agency was sending me to New York in a few days on their dime. And getting to work for "30 Rock" for 10 days was nothing to sneeze at either; especially nowadays. This was at a time where "30 Rock" mastermind Tina Fey was everyone's comedy idol; moreso than usual. The Sarah Palin gravy train had long since taken off and put the writer/actress into the zeitgeist; as if several Emmys for herself and her show hadn't done that already. Her and her show needed all of the helpers they could get, as she tried to do her regular job and handle her new side job on "Saturday Night Live" all at once. Tina had performed juggling acts like that for years on "SNL" and "30 Rock." Still, running an Emmy-winning series and being swept right into the biggest election of our time was quite a double duty. And now I could play a very very small part in helping her show stay stable in the meantime. It would have been an honor to aid her at any time, given her accomplishments. But to do it at this time period, in a stint that would stretch into Election Night, was the kind of luck I thought I had already used up. However, I only got that lucky because I used my old luck so well, which inspired Jenna to remember and help me. I said as much in a letter to her before I went, and felt confident that I would have a response waiting when I got back. I had actually been to New York earlier that year to see Yankee Stadium before it came down. Plus, the freelance website I worked for had an office in New York, so if things took off, I could visit them more often. I wasn't a complete tourist although I was quite close, yet I managed to make my way to 30 Rockefeller Center. The work would last from October 28 to November 7; and as it turned out, that also fell in between Tina's last pre-election bit as Sarah Palin on "SNL." Therefore, while I was anxious to do things for her and see her at work, I knew not to bother her too much more. I just focused on making sure she had nothing else to worry about from my end. Thoughts of things developing like they had with Jenna never entered my mind; not during work hours anyway. Like Jenna, Tina had the kind of beauty that didn't catch your eye at first; yet it would stay stuck in your mind once you noticed she was actually quite attractive. Her big brain and her glasses may have also helped to overshadow that, but it was there for those who paid attention. However, I didn't fixate on those thoughts, even though I'm sure thousands of others had worse fantasies of her in her Palin outfits by now. In any case she was married with a daughter, and if she ever wanted to cheat there was no way she could hide it from the media now. The moral question of whether I would go along with it if she did have room never entered my mind; it didn't have to in my fantasy life anyway. But as I did for most of my "Office" stint, I kept my fantasy and work life completely separate. The exception was in those times when I wondered if Jenna talked to Tina about me to get me the job; and how she described me. It was fortunate that I didn't have many of those free moments, especially since tasks for Alec Baldwin and Tracy Morgan took up enough time by themselves. Like Jenna, Tina always thanked me, didn't ask anything unreasonable of me, and stayed professional despite her workload. Since she was both part of the cast and crew, I got more glimpses of her and got to see her in her various elements. Of course, I was glued to my hotel TV when she performed with John McCain that Saturday night since I couldn't see it in person. Still, knowing that she had done that right near where I temporarily worked gave me a chill the next Monday. The real chills were still to come on the day after that, since it was Election Night. It was an abbreviated work day since everyone had to go vote and Alec did his last-minute stumping for Obama. Yet we were allowed to stay inside and watch the returns if we wanted to. I stayed while some others went to watch at home or go about their regular night. I didn't know if Tina was still there or had gone home, although I assumed she would sleep in early now that it looked like Sarah Palin wouldn't be our next vice president. That became even more obvious at around 9:30 p.m., yet I still wanted to be in Studio 8H to see when it was official. But there were no returns coming in at the moment, so I wandered around looking for something to do until the next polls closed. Eventually I found myself in the empty writers' room, briefly wondering if there was something I could file or put away. Then I found something that was out of place; a TV on in one of the offices. In fact, I could recognize that it was Tina's office, yet with the door open I could see that she wasn't inside. I could have left then before she got back. However, I went forward towards the office; half to see if there were any new election updates, and half to get a closer look at the rest of the office. It took about 30 seconds for my eyes to look around, and to see that there were no new returns since I last checked, so I figured I'd pushed my luck long enough. Yet I saw that I had pushed it a few seconds longer than that, once I turned to see Tina Fey approaching me and her office. "Gah! I'm sorry Tina, I, I mean Mrs.Fey!" I stuttered. "I'll just get out of your way now...." I knew it was kind of dumb to be that nervous, since Tina didn't snap at her staff like Liz Lemon often had to do. But she was clearly trying to get some privacy and I had invaded it, so I wanted to leave in case she did channel Liz. "No new polls in the last few minutes?" Tina instead asked calmly. "Huh? Um, no, nothing new," I answered in a more stable manner. "I'm sure I'll find another TV that'll say the same thing." "That's all right, I'm sure mine will crack any minute now," she replied. "You can watch it squirm if you want." "No, I couldn't," I insisted. "I can tell you want your privacy, which I do not blame you for." "Yeah, well going cold turkey from people has been kind of boring. Maybe I'll adjust better if I have just one with me for a while." At this point I would look like a jackass by declining an invite, so I had no choice but to take a seat in her office. Yet the news was hardly distracting enough, as I tried to think on what I could and should say to her, if I should say anything at all. "If you got any Palin jokes saved up about tonight, you can get them out of the way now," Tina offered. "What? No, I don't really have anything....even if I did, it'd be nothing you haven't heard already. But, uh, I suppose that they'll stop bugging you for a while after tonight," I reassured. "No, she's opened too much of a Pandora's box from Anchorage for her to be stopped now. And I guess Sarah will bounce back too," she quipped, which made me laugh and officially settle down. "Yeah, she's not going away, so I've probably got just two or four years to air out my wig and glasses." I was tempted to say "Two if we're lucky" to jokingly wish that Palin wouldn't run for President. Yet although Tina probably wasn't a McCain/Palin voter, she did share the stage with both of them just days ago and may not have wanted to really tear into them. So I settled for saying "It probably speaks as much to you as it does her that they won't let you retire the wig. That's got to count for something." "Hell, who am I to complain if it does? It got me back on my old stomping grounds for a while. But at least I'll have a few Saturdays open for the next four years now." "Well, you've done more than enough to earn that. I don't think even bitter McCain voters could argue...and they've got better things to be bitter about tonight anyway," I complimented. Just a few minutes ago I was trying to get away from her, and now here I was going full fan boy on her. I supposed if I did have this time with her, I should be nice and honest for my trouble. "That's very nice, and very true at the end. Jenna did say you had a way with words." So there it was, then. "She... talked directly to you about me?" Once she nodded, I carefully added "I guess it was all nice stuff or I wouldn't be here." Tina gave an almost suspicious, knowing smile for a split second, which once again made me wonder how graphic Jenna's descriptions were. But she smiled normally in the next split second and stated "She said you were a big help to her at a tough time. I figured we needed guys like that here right now." "Well, I didn't do anything that made me that special," I said, willing to believe that Jenna didn't tell Tina everything about my time with her. "I just did a temp job for a few weeks and helped make the stars' jobs easier for a while. Hell, I still don't even have a permanent job." "I guess that website of yours isn't hiring full-time?" That question helped interrupt my self-pity for a moment. "Wait, you know about that?" "Jenna did most of my research about you for me. But I had to Google and do my part anyway. And I got some pretty good, promising results from it, so I'm not completely lazy." Now I was going from self-pity to bashful in a record time. "Well, heh, that's not really my specialty....some of it is, like the TV stuff...I mean, it'd have to be, right?" "That's how Jenna put it; at least some of it." Tina retorted. "She told me a few weeks ago that she reads your articles every day. Now I guess I have to let you go after this week to cure her withdrawal." "I guess...." I trailed off, still taken aback at the latest example of how Jenna hadn't forgotten me. "She is something else." "It's a good thing you reminded her of that. And I'm sure you'll have permanent bosses trying to remind you like that in no time." I was tempted to joke about how my future bosses wouldn't remind me quite like Jenna did, yet I wasn't ready to assume how much Tina knew about that. But if she was praising my work and complimenting me, it didn't matter what else she knew. We wound up bantering like that for the next hour, as we occasionally remembered to check the election coverage. I let Tina do much of the talking when she recapped her Palin-centric stories of the last few months, and I actually made her laugh with my backstage stories on the "30 Rock" and "Office" sets. I only slightly brought the mood down when I talked about my full time job prospects again, but Tina reminded me that she wasn't an overnight success as well. Of course, she had more future comedy superstars around her to help than I did, but I was too polite to note that; and still a bit too stunned that she was giving career advice to me. By 10:30, Tina had moved from behind her desk to sit next to me on her couch. With the most recent back-and-forth between us over with, I paused to figure out what I could bring up next. We had certainly covered everything interesting about me, so that lessened my options. But we had done a good job of keeping up conversation so far, which made me realize something. "You know, I've actually had a longer conversation with you than I ever did with Jenna," I pointed out. "So you made that kind of impression without talking that much? I guess the sex really balanced that out, then." Here came the nerves again, right on cue. Yet there was probably no point in using them to deny it. "God....she told you?" "Not at first, but it slipped out of her after she sold me on you." "Oh boy....I hope that doesn't give you the wrong idea about me," I tried to convey. "What idea is that? The one where you helped your first celebrity crush at a bad time, got her to relieve some tension and were pretty good at 'relieving'? I hear bad ideas all the time in this room before we get to the good stuff, but this one sounded like a good first draft." This was going into a direction that could both scare and excite me in a few seconds. But I needed to be sure I heard her right first. "You've been thinking about....my ideas with Jenna?" "A few times when I needed to relax, yeah. I didn't plan out having you over here tonight, but I'm glad I got to do it at least once. Now that I've actually talked to you and gotten a more complete picture of you, I'll probably be thinking about those ideas a bit more." I suspected she would start talking about how she wanted to do more than think soon. Before she did, I figured I'd voice my initial objections right off the bat. "It was easier to have those ideas with a divorced, lonely woman. You're married, so that makes those ideas more....complicated. Maybe you're just tempted because Jenna put those ideas in your head at a stressful time." "I know that's probably it, I know!" Tina shot back. "It's just that Jenna painted such a vivid picture of you! And now that I know the picture of you with your clothes on is pretty cool....it makes it easier to wonder what could have been." She paused a bit before going on with "You can relate, right?" I knew what she meant by 'relate,' yet sharing those thoughts might make it harder to keep my will power. However, Tina had been vividly honest with me and I owed her the same. "Kind of, yeah. I mean....you surpassed my earlier picture of you tonight too, and I already knew you were brilliant and beautiful. If it wasn't for these dang morals...I'd have quite a few ideas for you." "I guess being too smart to get carried away has its downside," Tina replied. "Yeah," was all I had. "We'd both like to collaborate with each other, but it's murkier than it was with Jenna. Plus I did it with her the day before I left, and I have a few more days here, so it'd be more awkward to work for you again after this. I don't want that, and I assume you don't either." Once she nodded yes, I sighed and tried to think. "We're two creative people, even though we're on different levels. There's got to be something we can think of that'll relieve this tension and not make us feel guilty or awkward." We tried to brainstorm to ourselves for a few moments, but then Tina broke the silence by yelling "Naked masturbation!" I signaled for her to keep it down, remembering that her office door was still slightly open. Once I looked back and saw that no one was outside, I focused on making sense of her actual idea. "Where did that come from?" "We'd feel too bad if we went all the way, right? But if we got naked and did stuff without penetrating, we could rationalize it more! Have you masturbated to fantasies of me?" It was something that Tina could ask that so normally, so I said yes if only to see what else she could bluntly talk about. "Good, that'll make it easier to do it with me naked in the room! I think if we both do that, it'll give us the release we need, and we'll get to see each other naked too! That should power our fantasies long enough for us not to act on the dirtier stuff! We'll be satisfied and be able to get it out of our system without going overboard!" She then calmed down and came down from the rush of her idea. "But this is a collaboration, so if you have any better ideas, I should hear them out first." This was probably the most intellectual way to rationalize getting naked and masturbating that I could think of. But Tina was an intellectual and I was working on being one, so this did appeal to a few levels in me. I still knew enough to know this was still kind of cheating; yet if we didn't go all the way and we still got to experience that much of each other.... "God, we are nerds for thinking about jacking off like that," I joked. "But I suppose the average nerd wouldn't follow through with it. I know you're not the average nerd and I don't want to be average either, so...." With that, I went over and actually closed the office door, then made sure to cover the windows. Behind me, I could hear that Tina was working on getting her clothes off, and she had gotten her blazer off by the time I turned around. I then started to unbutton my shirt so we could see each other disrobe. Tina got into it and exaggerated a bit in removing her blouse very slowly. I laughed as I took my shoes and belt off, then bent down to get my pants off. When I looked back up, Tina already had her blouse off and had a green bra exposed. As she removed her pants next, I was confident that she could already see me stirring beneath my underpants. But she needed to see for sure, so I removed those as she took off her panties at the same time. That just left her bra to deal with, and Tina made swift work of that within moments. Jenna's body was flashier and a bit more ample in certain places than Tina's. However, it didn't mean that Tina's breasts weren't appealing and enticing, or that her hips, curves and legs weren't any less entrancing. Although she did have a daughter just a few years earlier, it made it all the more alluring that she maintained her figure like this. And of course, the fact that she still had her glasses on added a few more wonders to the package. "You really are beautiful, Tina," I stated in the same way I did to Jenna before we started to fuck; even though I used more graphic words back then. "You already said that, in a way," she pointed out as her eyes trailed to my obvious erection. I chuckled again before I focused on how to get down to business. With my balls appropriately tightened, I brushed my fingers around them a bit as I started to study Tina. She got into character as well and sat down on a nearby chair, facing me forward with her legs spread. She studied me as my hand started to go up my shaft, and in response she drifted her left hand down to her breast and teased it a little. I went a little faster and closer to my head as she lifted her breast up, then dropped it down and moved her hand lower as I focused on her breast jiggling. When it was done, I saw that her hand was now right above her crotch, so I slipped my thumb across the slit of my cock just before she moved her thumb through her slit as well. My hand became a fist and started to grip my dick gently, as Tina's finger started to curl inside of her. She let out a low moan that helped me tighten my grip a bit more, but I let go for a few seconds so she could get a fuller look at my cock. I wiggled it around back and forth for her amusement before I went back to pumping, as she started to pump inside her pussy with more vigor. "Mmm....I bet I wasn't like this in your fantasies," Tina breathed out. "But I guess you were doing what my fingers are right now, huh?" "Among other things," I confessed as I started to get more carried away. "What did you do, exactly?" she asked as she was getting into it as well. Now that I was getting more and more in the mood, I felt freer to share. It might help her along a bit, and maybe she'd do the same to help me as well. "I didn't start there right away. I kneeled down, trailed my hands up your legs and up and down your body first. Also, I remember licking up to your thighs before I inched closer to my target." TV Temp: Tina Fey "Oh yes....I kind of thought the same way," Tina went on. "You know the only thing Jenna regretted? She wished she had sucked your cock a bit more before the end." I gritted my teeth both at that mental picture and at Tina starting to sound dirtier. "I didn't make that mistake in my mind. I made sure that your cock was both my appetizer and my dessert too." Oh God....I should have known she would have an amazing way with words in this too. "What meal was it for me in your mind? Did I have my glasses on or off?" "Oh God....mmm.....you had them on at first. But I made sure you had them off in the second half. Either way, just seeing your eyes stare up at me while you sucked me off was the real treat....whether they were amplified by glasses or not." Geez, I really was a nerd to use a big word at a time like that. Tina didn't seem to mind as she forced her finger in deeper and teased herself with another one. I found myself walking closer to her to get a better look, which she finally noticed once she opened her eyes again. "And what happened after you were amplified?" Now it seemed like we were turning this into phone sex that wasn't over the phone. But I was close to being too far gone to take notice. "That's when I let something other than your mouth amplify it." While we were still talking like nerds a bit, we were feeling less than intellectual at the moment. In fact, I started thrusting into my fist more as a cruder example of what I just talked about. She got the message and played with herself harder as she focused directly on my cock. But she stopped just looking at it a few seconds later and actually took her hand out to touch it. It took me a second to register it and remember that we only agreed to masturbate in front of each other, not on each other. Yet those thoughts faded back again when she closed her own fist around my dick. "Keep pumping," she panted out, which made me get the idea. She didn't take the chance that I wouldn't get it, however, as she used her free hand to bring mine towards her pussy. It seemed that we were now going from fucking our own hands to fucking each other with them; while still not going all the way even then. This was less easy to rationalize and not feel guilty over later, but it was certainly easier to see it before our rubbing and dirty talk. Besides, if I simulated fucking her with her hand in place of her pussy, and my hand fucking her in place of my cock, that might be enough to do the job. So we each adjusted to our new tasks for several seconds, although we got the hang of it soon enough. My body now stood over her while my cock thrusted into her hand and my own hand thrusted into her. It was an awkward position, as I had to grip my free hand on her chair so I didn't fall on top of her and lose my positioning. Once I did that, I found myself staring right into Tina's eyes, which were reflecting her lust and passion; even moreso through her glasses. But it got even clearer when her free hand removed her glasses, just as she did midway through my fantasies. She tried to gaze at me like I said she did when I imagined her sucking me off, and the effort made me groan out an "Oh, fuck...." both from that and her faster hand. "Hmm....if you fucked Jenna's pussy like you're fucking my two holes, it's a wonder she didn't get you to me sooner. I wouldn't have minded," Tina softly said. Her golden, sharp tongue was still working wonders; and now I wanted to feel it myself. I crossed one more line and leaned in to kiss her, which didn't seem to take her by surprise for long. Like with Jenna, I used my free hand to cup Tina's cheek and face, right down to the scar below the side of her lip. Her own free hand went down my back and she groaned into my mouth as my tongue, cock and hand were all thrusting into parts of her. As our tongues battled, Tina used more of my pre-cum to coat my dick so her hand could stroke it faster. She also placed her other hand right on my ass and tried to push it forward as well, which made me break the kiss. "You'd better finish soon, or I'll forget why I didn't want this thing in the other hole," Tina gasped. In truth, the fact that it wasn't in there was making less intellectual sense now. "How did fantasy you cum anyway?" I didn't know if answering her honestly would help or hurt things, yet one good tug from Tina helped me decide to open up. "Well, uh....usually with you on top of me. You're a powerful woman who deserves her power, so I thought you should have it in that way too." This made Tina slow down a bit, which got me to delay my own movements as well. I had thought that was too complimentary to offend her, so the other alternative was that she was flattered. Which offered its own challenges. "I do have power....power to get whatever I want around here. But that's kind of a problem now. See, what I want more and more is to ride your cock until it cums right in my pussy. I mean, I'm protected with pills and it's making less and less sense now that we haven't gone that far already. "I've overridden my conscience's authority....how do I get power over yours so I can fuck you and make you cum harder than imaginary you did?" That only warranted one answer. "Like that." I rushed over to lie on the couch and only had to wait a few seconds for Tina to join me. She then laid on top of me and shifted her pussy right above my waiting cock. After all that had happened, I doubted I could last extremely long once I got inside of her; but I would soon find out for sure after she sat herself right down on me. I tried to start off slowly and buy some time, while kissing her to add to the gentle effect. With both my hands now free, I placed them on the back of her legs and trailed them up to glide over her ass and back. She then began to bounce up and down a bit and sit up to give me a better look at her breasts, which I finally decided to play around with. I slowed my thrusting a bit and let Tina take command as I worked my mouth on her tits and her upper chest. In return, she slid up and down my dick while gripping it tighter between her legs. We both moaned in unison again as Tina pulled away and sat completely up on me. I placed my hands on her hips to help her ride me as I gazed back and forth between her filled pussy, her bouncing breasts and her eyes. I then saw that one of her hands was full, and she opened it to reveal that she had taken her glasses back on her way over here. Tina proceeded to put them on and complete the alluring effect. "Oh yes....oh, I wanna cum....if that's okay with you, ma'mm," I said to play along with the fantasy. "Mmm....you know what, on second thought I should be generous with my power. Let's work together and get each other off equally," Tina offered. "Well....this is the night to celebrate equality," I concluded. With that, Tina stopped riding me and waited for me to start thrusting with her again. Yet she got the upper hand again when her right hand reached back to brush my balls. I gasped, but got the idea once she smirked at me, so I decided to be equal and put my finger right up against her pussy and my cock. We stimulated each other in two different ways each, although it was getting pretty hard to cum at the same time with her. Jenna lasted longer than me, which was a shock since it was my first time with a celebrity and with an established crush. Yet this crush set a new bar by making me the first one to cum, and by having me cum right inside of her. This made me work my finger even harder to get her off in a timely manner, and although I was a minute late, it finally succeeded. Just as my juices finished settling into her, her's exploded and made my dick wet all over again. We continued to thrust as much as we could through the mixture for a few moments, but we soon had no more energy. I collapsed back onto the couch and Tina landed on top of me. After resting my head against her neck for several seconds, I actually brought myself to turn to the right; and noticed that the still on TV listed that Obama had won. Indeed, it was 11:05 now and Obama had been declared President-elect five minutes ago; or 10 minutes after I got on the couch. "Look at that...it's official now...." I mentioned. Tina used what energy she had left to lift her head and see what I meant. "Oh....oh wow, so it is. So it was just a few minutes ago," she realized. "Well....now everyone will ask where they were when Obama was declared President," I commented, before I thought of a segway into another matter. "But no matter how much peer pressure there is, I will keep my answer to myself. And no one will ever get your answer from me." "That is a smart answer from a smart man." That could be read as a somewhat threatening statement for me to keep my mouth shut. But Tina was smiling and had a tongue-in-cheek look on her face, to let me know she was being playful and complimentary. Although this intellectual exercise to rationalize and get around adultery was really a massive failure, Tina didn't show any regret. This did relieve tension and satisfy fantasies, helped take the edge off the end of a very busy time, and could be brushed off as a one-time spur of the moment thing. It wasn't a rock-solid rationalization, but sometimes brains and logic didn't always have to rule the day. "Dammit, I forgot to suck your cock!" Tina said, unknowingly proving my silent point. "That was my best dirty talk material, and I couldn't deliver the punch line! Unless-" "No," I got out, sensing where she was going with the 'joke.' "We've been in here long enough already. The staff is probably done partying and crying to themselves and they'll get to you soon....so there's no time for that kind of joke." Tina sighed as she was on her knees getting her clothes in a pile; then she looked up to see that I was standing up now. "Well....maybe there's no time for the full joke." With that, she thought on her feet again by sucking off the leftover juices on my hard -- but a tiny less hard than before- cock. Of course, it got fully hard soon enough with this move, especially when she looked up at me and then removed her glasses a moment later while keeping her wide eyes on me. I had gone back on my vows to contain myself once before, and I was getting tempted to do it again before she popped off. "There we go. Not a bad way to turn a softball joke into hardballs again, eh?" she quipped before pecking my tip and moving back to get herself dressed. While I was too overcome to laugh at the joke, this was one comedy arena where laughs weren't needed to make the jokes work. There were other ways to create comedy; and of course Tina Fey just had to be on the cutting edge of this form as well. I spent a few more days seeing her work on her regular forms of comedy, although we didn't have any more alone time in the process. But she did smile and thank me for my help during my work tasks, as if there were no other undercurrents behind those compliments; yet we both knew better. Unlike with Jenna, Tina was able to make time for a private goodbye on my last day, although it just consisted of a hand shake; and a hug when we saw no one was looking. We wished each other well and expressed confidence that our careers had more upsides yet to come. And on the way home, once I reflected on now having two sexy experiences with gorgeous NBC comedy stars, I realized I actually might have more upsides ahead. It had been proven that this sort of thing wasn't a once-in-a-lifetime experience after all. And if Jenna had set the stage for this second experience to thank me for the first; was it unimaginable that Tina could set another stage up for me herself someday? And if so, what or who might that entangle me with?