I did something silly today, which was to get all flirty with Matthew, because I haven’t for a while, but not really for any reason than to make Tim realise he wasn’t anything special. It was so immature, and I’m not sure he even noticed. But Matthew certainly did as I had quite a thin top on and as soon as I saw his reaction it made my nipples go hard, which were about as obvious as you can imagine, which meant he noticed even more, which meant I enjoyed it even more… it lasted about twenty minutes while I pretended to talk about work. It makes me wonder if now he’s a settled married man that perhaps he’s not really having sex any more!
I came home to a message from ENFBoyfriend on the photo forum site, because there were new pictures of me up from Sunday night already. There were some on Elise’s pub website, and even more on that site, and ENFBoyfriend said it was amazing to see me sitting nearly naked in the middle of all those people and he wished everyone wasn’t so stuck up that I could just go the full way. He said he hoped there’d be another performance, but now the link has been made back to Elise’s pub there’s no way I can do that again.
I think I’ll leave it a while before I reply.
“When we were told we could wear just one thing, I must admit I hadn’t considered stockings.”
Pilates day kind of feels like a weird day, because I wear a lot more clothes than any other day. But, for a change, I actually felt pretty energetic in it. I think the dance session with Mel put some fitness into me!
Another day of avoiding Tim, and now I realise the longer I leave it the bigger deal it’s going to be. But at least so far there’s no sign of him telling anyone else about it, although any time I notice him talking to someone else in the office I can’t help feeling paranoid. I’m sure I’d know if anyone else knew.
I had a catch-up with Jo today. She says the work for the Belarusian company needs to start soon and I’ll be taking charge of it, and it was up to me how much I used Tim and Rachel. So I guess I’ll be forced to talk to him soon enough.
“Your hair is perfect. You look perfect. Now get on stage before we have a riot.”
I avoided Tim entirely at work today. I saw him glance over in my direction a couple of times but I couldn’t make eye contact. I can’t help wondering if when I’m sitting at my desk working he’s remembering how I look as near to naked as can be. I wonder if I really mind that much too.
It was still on my mind when I went to Mel’s this evening, and I was so distracted that as the elevator came to a stop on her floor I was already taking my coat off and had it over my arm. The doors opened and the neighbour that I’ve bumped into twice before now was the other side about to get in. His mouth fell open when he saw me standing there naked and, lacking any explanation, I just said “hello again”, stepped past him and knocked on Mel’s door. He realised he was still staring at me after a couple of seconds, mumbled “hello” and then disappeared into the lift. It was quite embarrassing but made me smile.
I was all ready to talk to Mel about what had happened recently but she had a bit of a backlog of work for me this time, which was made more difficult, of course, when she tied my wrists and ankles together at the chair. She left me to it after that, coming back after an hour to see how I was doing. Then as she untied me she asked casually if I’d seen Mark and Ana again, and I said yes, on Friday night. I didn’t mention that Ha had been there too. She said she could understand me missing the park run but I had to let her know otherwise I’d have to do it naked later in the day. For some reason I just said “yes, miss” and left it at that, but now I’m home I don’t know why.
I haven’t tried running naked, and I can’t imagine it’s much fun. I don’t have the biggest breasts, and I don’t run very fast, but it can’t be comfortable.