This is the definitive final chapter of the series this time, unlike the last one. But this one doesn't further the plot or add any more adventures or newcomers; in fact, it is all just a dream. I figured it would be a new way to indulge in one last fantasy to wrap it up for good; and a special thanks to KMB2476 for planting ideas in my head. Yet this is the final idea in the TV Temp series for certain, so thanks to everyone one more time for reading and voting; and enjoy this last and most elaborate fantasy.
Late July 2012
It had been a week-and-a-half since my last eventful visit to New York. I had settled back home, taken a few promising phone calls, gotten further on a few projects and gotten a few visits from Alison. No sex was involved, even in light of how Alison had set me and Jenna Fischer up one last time in New York and how I promised that my sleeping around with other actresses was over. Nevertheless, I liked Alison just as much with our clothes on, so I had nothing to complain about.
My thoughts tended to be a little dirtier at night, however. It was easier to think about a variety of things while in bed; although not all of them were good after bad days. That may be why I always sleep with the TV on to avoid the sometimes unsettling quiet. Still, the TV didn't make a difference when I was thinking of sexier things.
If I was hard, or if it was a night where I had taken a shower and my cock was more sensitive, I tried to fit in a masturbation session before drifting off. But I often fell asleep before finishing, which left me having to finish myself off in the morning before work; or deal with being unfinished during work. So for those reasons, I tried not to jack off too much at night if I sensed I wouldn't finish before morning. This was one of those nights, so I figured I could just think of sexy things to warm me up before sleep, then try to finish myself when I woke up.
I had a lot of options in my celebrity harem to choose from; but inevitably, it came back to Alison and Jenna. After all, Alison was the one I had a regular friendship/relationship with now, and Jenna was my first actress who I had one last tryst with just days ago; in which a few more naughty milestones were reached. None of that would have been possible if Alison didn't set it up for me, which I appreciated even though I didn't want her to go that far to help me again. At least I didn't in real life.
In private moments by myself, when I was in bed with my eyes closed and minutes from sleep, it was safe for me to wonder what could have been in some cases. Tonight I had to wonder; if Alison had gone that far to set me up with Jenna, would she have done even more if she had the chance? And....if she didn't leave the two of us alone, what would she have done if she was with us?
That was quite a thought to leave off on as I slipped into sleep. And there was no doubt it inspired the dream/fantasy that followed afterwards.
Dreams usually start in the middle when things are just getting good or weird. As such, one doesn't need to spend time actually setting up the plot, why the characters are there, why they act the way they do, how they got talked into doing what they're doing, whether it is in character, or even whether it makes sense in reality. There's little exposition at all, which may satisfy an impatient reader or keep the story from dragging on before the good parts; although it does make for a less complete tale.
But dreams don't live by the rules of screenwriting or novels. As such, when my dream started with me entering my bedroom and having both Alison and Jenna waiting for me, without a setup for it or an explanation on how they agreed to this, there was little point in nitpicking. Even without establishing the scene or their motivation, the implication was very clear.
"Happy birthday," they then said at once with their lovely smiles on. Okay then....so this dream had jumped in time by five months, since my birthday was on December 17 and not July. But fantasies didn't go by the laws of time, and this was a brief enough setup to keep this one moving along.
As this was a fantasy birthday gift, it also explained why they were dressed up in outfits they usually wore on television. Alison and Jenna's characters loved wearing cardigan sweaters, which made it more stunning when their bodies were shown off more thoroughly in other scenes; as if their beauty wasn't already obvious. And there was certainly an erotic motive for them wearing those outfits here, as Alison wore a yellow cardigan common in Annie Edison's wardrobe, while Jenna wore Pam Beesley's usual pink number. But in this world, they had no other shirts or blouses on underneath it.
Since my birthday was so close to Christmas, I was semi-surprised I didn't imagine Alison in her sexy Santa outfit from last year's "Community" Christmas episode/Glee parody. But I supposed I wanted her and Jenna to be similarly temping, as they always were; and at least Alison wouldn't use her comically disturbing Betty Boop singing voice here. Yet even that might not have thrown me off, as the dream me headed towards Alison and Jenna before I started drooling.
For the sake of moving this along, we'll just refer to dream me as regular me from now on. It wasn't regular me or regular Alison or Jenna, but feeling free to pretend was the name of the game here. And with all my time with the real Alison and Jenna and how well I knew their techniques and bodies, this certainly felt real at the time.
Alison and Jenna were sitting together in front of the bed, so I chose to sit on the right next to Jenna. I could have sat between them, yet I didn't want to keep turning my head back and forth between them, since I wanted to keep both of them in view. I imagined it would be a little harder to do that as this went on, but I wanted to keep trying.
Since Jenna was the closest to me over to my right, I was able to reach over and feel her outfit first. In the back of my eye I saw Alison get up from the bed, yet only the back of it noticed since the rest of my eyes were now on Jenna. As my hand left her cardigan and trailed up to her face, it triggered her to lean in towards me. Since there was no point in my usual futile objections and asking if she was sure about this, I was more assertive this time in getting down to business and kissing her.
Kissing Jenna usually took my breath away, albeit not literally. But after I felt another pair of lips on my neck, I literally couldn't breathe; which might be more problematic outside of a dream. Yet in this world, Alison had sat behind me and started to kiss my neck while I was kissing Jenna's lips. Once I added my tongue with Jenna and once Alison's lips got to my left ear, I willed myself to keep my self-control or else this would end pretty quickly.
If it did anyway, then I wanted to fit making out with Alison in there, so I broke off with Jenna and prepared to turn my head towards Alison. She had broken her lips from my ear, but I felt her keeping her hand on the back of my head. After my head completely turned, both her hands then went to my cheeks and pulled me in for one of her slow, searing kisses.
Somehow I had some power to breathe through my nose after several seconds; then lost it again when I felt Jenna behind me kissing the side of my neck this time. With their roles officially reversed, I got more of myself into it by placing my hands on Alison's waist and tracing up her cardigan-covered curves. I even brushed a bit past her cardigan covered chest before I broke off, although Jenna was still trailing her lips up to my ear. With Alison in front of me and Jenna in back, I figured I needed to get them both in my sight again; and I couldn't do it sitting down.
I stood up and turned to them, signaling for them to stand up as well. Once they did, I could put my arms around both of them and go back and forth between them. I leaned my head to my left to kiss Alison again as my hand went to her hair, then after several seconds, I turned to the right to kiss Jenna as my right hand went to her hair and my left went to Alison's cheek to keep her involved.
After then turning back to kiss Alison and place my right hand on Jenna's face, I saw that their faces were now side-by-side. This meant I could rapidly go back and forth on their lips and that both their tongues could meet mine once I stuck it out. For the next several moments, our tongues went back and forth inside each other's mouths, as we all kissed each other at the same time.
When it was finally time to rest our tongues and lips, I stepped back and tried to deal with some very tight pants; pants that might have even felt this comically tight if this was happening in real life. But here, such pants didn't have to be a problem for long.
After I got my pants and underwear off, Alison and Jenna looked with appreciation at my very hard cock. I could have dreamt it to be comically large, yet I didn't have that kind of imagination. Besides, if they liked it at its present length in real life, they should like it here too. And they did, as evidenced by how they slowly started to unbutton their cardigans.
When they undid the buttons on their chest and their cleavage started to show, Alison and Jenna pushed it up a bit to tease me. Seeing their breasts individually was sensational, but seeing both of these supple chests being teased out underneath those cardigans almost made my cock comically huge after all. I further tempted it by stopping them before they undid any more buttons, so I could reach over and tease their exposed cleavage.