I don’t think I’ve ever wanted sex so much as I do right now. Last night I dreamt I was going to my pilates class, but I didn’t have my kit so I just got undressed and stood there naked while everyone else was in leggings and tops. And as we started to warm up and go through the movements the teacher was coming around and correcting us, as she does, and it tingled whenever she touched me, and when we were planking she said I was letting my pelvis drop too much so she put her hand between my legs and squeezed you-know-where. I almost came so hard that I woke myself up, and then had to finish myself off before I could get back to sleep! God it was so horny and it’s all I could think about today. And it’s not like I even fancy my Pilates teacher! Or at least I didn’t think I did, although she does have a remarkably good figure.

Anyway, when I got home I found some videos about naked Pilates: https://vimeo.com/213429171 But they’re nowhere near as hot as my dream was. Nobody does classes for it anywhere nearby, which is probably a good thing or I’d be very tempted. (Although it wouldn’t be as much fun if everyone else was naked too, of course.)

I tried to run my frustration off before work, but that didn’t really work, and when I got to the office I was very conscious of my top rubbing against my nipples. Even Matthew stared for a second before he caught himself and I felt self-conscious enough to cross my arms whenever I talked to anyone.

And the final thing was Ha said that Kieran had told her about our kiss! It only happened yesterday! Soon she’ll know more about my relationship than I do.

I got a text from Kieran this morning, that I missed at first, and he said did I want to meet for brunch. I’d just gotten out of the shower (which is why I’d missed his text). Anyway, it was like this:

But it was such a turn-on anyway! I wondered what I’d do if he really did turn up in thirty minutes, but I wanted to look nice when he did arrive so I put on long socks and a short(ish) skirt and a blouse, and then because it looked cold out a sweater over the top. I saw him look at the two inches of bare thigh when I answered the door and I was grinning all the way to the café.

We went to a gallery afterwards and just hung out, and then went different ways. But I did get a kiss out of it, and his hands on my waist. I walked home from the station with a massive spring in my step.

I held off buying new clothes for ages, but I was so in love with my new sexy underwear that I had to go out and buy some more. It felt strange to be standing in a shop choosing it whilst not actually wearing any, though!

I was feeling pretty adventurous when I got back home so I tried it on and walked around the flat with the curtains open. I know somebody was in the flat opposite but I’ve no idea whether it was the man or the woman and whether they might have seen me or not. It was a bit of a thrill not to know, to be honest.

And then when it started to get dark I plucked up the courage to go and pull the curtains and a guy walking past on the street below looked up and saw me. His eyes nearly popped out of his head! What a great day!