Today was the “formal” talk with Jo, although it wasn’t mega-formal. But she said it had been noted how much work I’d taken on, and how much use I’d made of Tim and Rachel too, and everyone really recognised what I was doing. So what with Mel on Monday it seems that I’m Ms Popular!

Back at Pilates this evening I realised why skipping a week is bad. Ooof.

After a long day of accounting in the office, I headed to Mel’s… for accounting. Except this time it was accounting with my legs tied at the ankles and knees and my wrists bound together again. It really makes it hard to work efficiently, and then I start feeling turned on by it, and then it makes it even harder to concentrate. So as a consequence I didn’t finish everything and barely even caught up on the past few weeks.

Then when an hour or so had passed Mel came and chatted to me, talking about the previous Sunday and saying how proud she was of what I’d done. It made me feel so good inside! Maybe whatever she’s doing with me is working after all. But she reminded me to check against my personal objectives so I could report back next week, and I realised I need to stay on top of things to keep in her good books.

I did the chores today, all blissfully nude. I even went and put the washing out nude and tried not to look around to check if anyone saw me. I doubt if they did, but it felt nice to be outside with a bit of sun on my skin. I guess that’s my next challenge: getting nude outdoors more often. I’ll have to look up the date of the naked bike ride. Last year the holiday at the cottage with Kieran, Ha and Lily was a lot of fun and I had that canal walk and I can’t see anything similar happening this year.

At some point this afternoon, while I was ironing naked in the front room, I looked across the street and saw Russ doing exactly the same thing. It would have been weird to wave, and it was a bit weird that we just pretended to ignore each other. I couldn’t really tell from here but I’m pretty sure he didn’t have a hard-on when he started but he did by the end, so maybe I still have some effect on men, even if they won’t come and talk to me when I sit naked in a pub!

I did remember to get in contact with a builder, though. And now I’m wondering if I should take Ha up on the offer to stay at hers too.

Work still hasn’t quite let up, but it’s not quite so bad. At least I could send Rachel and Tim home at six, but I was there until nearly eight! A few others were too.

The park run this morning felt good, and it actually feels like Spring! Mel was in a good mood too.

Then on the way back I bumped into Alison at the end of the road. She was alone and said we hadn’t done anything for a while so we must catch up. For some reason I suggested coming over to mine for dinner next weekend, which she said sounded nice, and now I’m not sure why I suggested it. I can’t invite anyone else because I don’t know what’s going to happen, and it is going to be a bit weird if it’s just the pair of them.

What a mad week. I called it a day at 7pm, came through the door, stripped down to nothing and ordered a takeaway and had a glass of wine. And then when the takeaway came I gave the guy a treat and didn’t bother getting dressed to open the door. I can’t even imagine doing that two years ago, but it was only a bit of a buzz rather than feeling like a big deal. So much has happened.

Jo asked how I was doing today, because she knew I’d been working a lot. I said I was just about on top of it, which is true, and I know everyone’s busy. She said we’d have a more formal chat next week when most of this is out of the way.

It wouldn’t be so bad if clients kept their accounts in order throughout the year!

I’ve been so busy at work I didn’t even get to go to Pilates! And I haven’t messaged anyone, or made any social plans, or done anything about my leaking roof. It’s all been about work.

Work’s really busy so I didn’t get home until late. The end of the tax year is always a nightmare and I’ve had Tim and Rachel working hard too.

Sunday seems like a dream now.

Work today felt far too normal. I wanted to tell everyone that last night I did a strip dance in front of a room full of strangers. But I couldn’t even tell Ha.

And then Mel sent me a message saying I had lots of work to catch up on at her place, but it couldn’t be tonight. It’s not too bad as the tax year is coming to an end so I can wrap most of it up next week in one go. But she did say that I’d done so well last night I could masturbate if I liked, but only once.

When I got home I had a reply from ENFBoyfriend. I’m not sure I want to enter into correspondence with someone so I’ll have to be careful about replying, but I don’t want to be rude either. He told me again how we liked my pictures and asked if I was going to be posting any more, and hinted that he was really good at keeping a secret, which I guess was his way of asking for some private photos (which is not happening!).

Then he told me that he had a girlfriend called Linda who used to spend all her time naked with him, and he said it was really great, and it wasn’t even all about having sex, and it’s a shame they split up but they’re still friends and there have been a couple of times when he’s turned up at her place and she’s been nude. So that all sounds weird now: to still hang around nude with your ex! I wonder if he’s really over her. I must resist being nosey because I don’t want to feel like I’m leading the guy on as the next thing I know he’ll ask to meet me in real life. Or worst case he’s a stalker and somehow works out where I live, because I’m sure there are enough clues.

Funnily enough, I wasn’t really in a mood to masturbate when I went to bed, but if tonight’s my only chance then I thought I had to. It wasn’t very satisfying.