It’s always a strange time to be in the office, just before Christmas, because half the company has booked the time off for the whole week. It was quite a productive day for me, though, going through the work backlog. Neither Tim nor Rachel

And now I’ve written about the boring stuff I guess I should talk about my evening with Mel.

I felt all kinds of seedy, leaving the office in a long coat and boots and with my clothes in my bag. It was chucking it down with rain too, and I was huddled up in my coat because it was a bit cold even in Mel’s apartment block. It all nearly went very badly wrong as I was about to knock on the door when one of the neighbours arrived home! Another twenty seconds and I’ve have been standing there starkers! Although maybe it wouldn’t have been too bad as it was quite a cute guy, maybe thirty years old, so perhaps standing around naked in the corridor is a good way to meet someone.

I pretended I was waiting for Mel to answer, and then when he was through the door I knocked and quickly took off my coat. As usual, she took an age to get to the door, and I was wondering if maybe she wasn’t even in! But then she opened it, looking as elegant as ever in black leggings and a tight top, while I felt bedraggled from the rain and very vulnerable standing there in nothing but a pair of calf boots.

She let me in and I put my coat down and took off my boots, and then as she asked me how I’d been over the past few days she put the collar around my neck, the cuffs around my wrist and then connected them both together with a strap that ran down my back. I followed her into her office and sat down as best as I could, conscious of how my shoulders were pulled back and my chest pushed out, and already wishing that maybe we could skip the life coaching and she could just bring me to climax and get it over with.

But instead she started with asking me about work, and then moved on to asking me about how I’d felt at the party. As before, being strapped up as I was, I felt as if I had nothing to hide. I told her that I was surprised about her and Jason, but fine with it, and that I’d really enjoyed mingling with a load of clothed strangers while I was in the nude and it wasn’t as if they didn’t care, but they didn’t ask questions. Apart from Deborah, and then I told her about the office party, and she laughed and said she had no idea that that would happen otherwise she would have given me a bigger mask. I said Deborah seemed to find it very amusing, and Mel said “Well, she would,” and left it at that.

Mel said that it was going to be difficult to set up more encounters with strangers where I was nude, so I was just going to have to broaden the circle of friends that knew! That sounds terrifying, but on the positive side I don’t have a lot of friends. She said we’d also have to try something more public next time, because she could tell from the café on Thursday that I really wanted to be not only exposed but also completely and helplessly out of control. I blushed at that, because it’s true, but I wouldn’t have admitted it.

Mel asked me about what I was looking for, both physically and emotionally, and I couldn’t really explain it. She said it was telling that I’d kept saying I was looking for a man when it didn’t seem like I really knew, and that I wanted to settle down but maybe I didn’t really want to, and perhaps I should just try everything, while I can. That perhaps what I think I want is driven more by what society expects than by what I really want.

It was kind of exhausting, plus I couldn’t move my arms, because of the cuffs, and sitting with my shoulders back and chest out was quite tiring too.

But just as I was getting tired enough to start feeling uncomfortable, Mel said the hour was up and she had other work to get through tonight. It seemed like nothing else was going to happen before I left that night, and then I wondered if Mel had planted the seed in my mind deliberately, and as I was standing in my boots in her hallway with my coat over my arm and about ready to leave I decided to give her a little goodbye hug. And I was feeling brave, so I ran down my hands over her back and pulled her a little closer. But Mel laughed and said it was a nice idea, but she wasn’t the one for me but maybe she knew someone. That sounded very intriguing.

And then when I got home she said she’d see me in two weeks but I wasn’t allowed to touch myself unless she said so. And I wasn’t allowed to even ask. She’s just so unfair!

I had a nice surprise today with brunch with Ellie. She messaged me early in the morning, and I was just getting in the mood for doing something. It was funny, because we didn’t really talk about anything in particular, except I got very nosey about her dating. She’s been seeing the guy for over a month now, and I hadn’t even asked his name before because I didn’t want to know. Anyway, it’s Stephen, if you care, and she’s still seeing him, and things haven’t gotten very far. I was feeling bold so I asked her if she felt like getting naked for him. She said yeah, she did, which was a good sign, but she thought it probably wasn’t a good idea just to come out and do it like that in case he got the wrong idea. I joked that he might get the right idea.

It was a nice chat anyway, but I felt really lonely after I got home.

I needed today to be a quiet day after the week I’ve had! I did a load of laundry, some Christmas shopping, and then got home early and settled down with a book, the curtains closed and my phone a long way away so I didn’t get distracted by it.

It’s the office Christmas party tonight, so I’ve brought a nice slinky dress into work to change into. I’m not expecting much to happen, to be honest, because we’re only going to a bar, having a few drinks and some food, but it’s a chance to socialise with some people I don’t usually talk to. It’s at times like these that I wish I had a crush on someone in the office (and I don’t think Jo counts!). Flirting with Matthew is okay, and Tim’s okay, if a little young and shy, but that’s about it.

I experienced another first today. Yet another first. The old me wouldn’t recognise the new me one bit.

Just in case Mel did meet me for lunch I wore a skirt and stockings, because I wanted to look my best. She didn’t confirm until the last minute and I had to make excuses to Ha as to where I was going and met her in a café nearby.

Anyway, we sat opposite each other in a booth, and now I was face-to-face with her I was too embarrassed to bring up the whole please-let-me-masturbate thing, and we both ate a salad and talked about the party on Saturday and I said how much fun it was. Mel said I had been a lot of help and she’d had enquiries from other people wanting to hire me! I said that sounded risky, because eventually someone will recognise me, but she said I should do it anyway and let the future take care of itself. I’ll leave that open for now but the idea really does excite me.

But we had finished eating and Mel sat back in her chair and I felt something against my calf and realised Mel had slipped her foot out of her shoe and it was her toe I could feel. I went upwards, past my knee, and then she slid it along my thigh, and she was wearing sheer tights and it felt so smooth and I took a deep breath as she put her foot beneath my legs, right under the table!

I couldn’t help myself as I pivoted my hips a little and her toe, um, made contact, and it felt so amazing that I closed my eyes for a second. Mel carried on talking and I had to concentrate on breathing and not making any other noise as her toe caressed and probed between my legs, rubbing slowly and firmly up and down. If anyone had stood over us they would have seen the movement beneath my skirt and I was worried that someone across the room might notice, but partly I didn’t care, but partly I had to concentrate so much on not making any noise that I couldn’t think of anything else.

I remember clenching my fists and trying to stay still and that’s when the orgasm hit, and as best I could, just breathing quickly and gritting my teeth, I don’t think you could tell, not from a distance. Obviously Mel could tell, and the harder I tried to control my body the more intense it seemed to become. I couldn’t even beg her to stop because I think I would have shouted it.

Maybe thirty seconds later, and only about two minutes after he start, I was done, desperately pulling my body away from Mel’s toe and feeling like I just wanted to slump over the table.

Mel let me recover for a moment and then, just when I was feeling as embarrassed as I could possibly be, she said, a little too loudly: “Is that the first time you’ve orgasmed in public?”

I went bright red, because I’m sure someone could hear us, and nodded. Mel smiled and said imagine how much better it would be if I was naked. I couldn’t believe I was getting turned on again already! And then she said “And imagine if people were watching.” I wasn’t sure they weren’t, but the whole idea was just making me so horny again I asked “Like who?” and Mel said “Like Ha? She likes you.” And I turned all kinds of shades of red. “Or your mentor. Jo.” I couldn’t imagine ever living that down but I didn’t want to say anything that would give me away.

After that she changed the subject, and ten minutes later I was on my way back to the office. I think that might have been the best lunch break ever!