Kieran said his flat-mate is away again this weekend so I’m going round there on Friday. I made the mistake of running this morning before Pilates this evening, and got cramp again. The teacher ended up massaging my calf muscle. I can’t believe how strong she was! It was even more painful than the cramp.

Today started strangely because I opened the curtains and looked across the road to see the woman who lived there (who took the parcel) standing naked at a set of drawers wondering what to wear! She seemed to look up and I pretended not to have seen her, but she just carried on. For some reason I was the one who was embarrassed and went back to the kitchen! Maybe that’s why I never see them when I’m prancing about in the nude.

I wore a skirt, socks and a light sweater to the start-up, and then noticed in the bathroom that if you peered really closely you could just about see my nipples through the weave. Some of the guys had glanced in that direction, but I’m not sure if they were confident enough to peer quite closely enough.

It reminded me that I’ve got some knitted sweaters in the cupboard that really are see-through because of the patterning, so I’ll try one of those sometime. I think I’d need a bra, unfortunately.

I went for a meeting with Brian this afternoon! At one of the contacts I brought in. I had to wear normal clothes (boo), although I’m not sure why since half the people in the meeting had seen me in that strappy slip of a dress. Brian did all the talking, as predicted, but he said I’d probably be looking after the account, which made me feel happy. Now I just have to work out how to ask for a pay rise, because my workload is going up but the money isn’t!

I was so excited when I got home that I put some music on and ended up pretty much bouncing around the flat.

What a night! We turned up at Ha and Lily’s place and I was barely through the door when I had a glass of wine in my hand. And straight away Ha was intimating that I was overdressed, even though they were both wearing nice dresses that covered a lot more (because I’d picked something on the short side, with thin shoulder straps and no sleeves).

So I was standing there talking to Kieran and Lily with Ha beside me, when she put her glass down, put one hand on my shoulder and began to slide the zip down at the back of my dress! I said something like “what do you think you’re doing?” and she said “Oh, you know you want me to,” and, of course, I didn’t stop her, so I put my glass on the table and she brushed the straps off of my shoulders and my dress fell to the floor. We’d only been there half an hour and I was already standing in nothing but my little heels, with Kieran gawping at me, as if he hadn’t already seen my body close up enough today.

I stepped out of the dress and Ha picked it up and hung it up somewhere, and we went on chatting. I could feel my face going red, because not only was I far too sober for that, but I felt so much more exposed standing with them than when I was curled up on the sofa the other week. And it didn’t help when Kieran put his arm around my waist and I could feel his shirt on my skin. I wanted to nip upstairs with him and he could show me how good he was with his tongue again. (I hadn’t been treated to that this weekend. Yet, I hoped.)

I even ended up sitting and eating in the nude, and it became almost disappointingly normal! Almost. Kieran’s hand on my thigh from time-to-time reminded me of how exposed I was, and I touched my skin with my wine glass a few times and the coolness gave me a start.

Ha had made Vietnamese food and at some point I spilled some soy sauce on my boob. They all watched as I ran my finger over it to scoop it up and then licked it, and Kieran said he’d have licked it off for me. I said “I bet you would” and then told them how you saved loads on dry cleaning bills if you just didn’t wear any clothes, so they should all just get naked. Ha looked at Kieran and I almost thought she might be tempted if he wasn’t there, but he misinterpreted it and said “I will if you will” and Ha just said “please, don’t”, which kind of burst his bubble.

After that… nothing really special happened. It was just like I would expect it to be, sitting around there after dinner, except I was naked. I’d kicked my shoes off and was curled up on the sofa, and felt a bit better about having my knees up around me, and we just chatted. It was more of a thrill being naked in someone else’s house, but I was quite comfortable with it. Nobody even mentioned anything about me being nude, but sometimes I’d catch one of them (any of them) looking and my stomach would flip a little.

Ha said it was a shame I had to go home, but she held out my coat for me and I put it on and stuffed my dress in my bag and we caught a cab. I was all over Kieran as soon as we reached my place… but you could have guessed that already.

This morning had a blip, though: our first argument. It was silly, of course, because he got a text message and said it was from Ha and I had a go at him for all the things he tells her and how come I was sitting here naked and he was spending time writing messages to another woman. You can guess how it went anyway, and I ended up sulking off for a while and putting on a big sweater. The make-up sex was pretty amazing, though, and almost worth the argument.

I kicked him out mid-morning anyway because I had to see my mum, and she asked me why I was blushing when I read a message that Ha had sent me that I hadn’t seen. She said I had to come round there naked more often because her and Lily had had the best sex for ages last night. I told my mum it was nothing but she knew something was up, but there’s no way she would have ever guessed the real reason.

Kieran seemed to like my dress! Or at least he seemed to like getting me out of it when we got home. The buttons took him ages, but it was a good way of making him wait and savouring being undressed even more. I haven’t worn anything since last night now, but soon I’m going to have to get dressed to go to Ha’s.

Kieran’s in the shower at the moment and I don’t know what to wear. He suggested I didn’t need anything at all, but I’m not ready for that. I don’t want Ha and Lily to think I’m even weirder than they already do. (Is that even possible?)

I think I’ll wear a nice dress, which leaves my options open. But I’ve already worn far too much underwear this week, so it’s going to be dress, coat and shoes. I know the boots and long socks turn Kieran on but the running has toned my legs up and it’s only just getting warm enough to show them off properly.

I’m meeting Kieran after work so this is being written at lunchtime. I would have gone out with the girls but I’ve got far too much to do, now that I’m important and everything (I wish).

It was difficult to work out what to wear today. It was raining, and I’m seeing Kieran tonight, but I’m in the office so I have to be a bit more conservative than I’d like. I went for calf boots and a dress, because I don’t wear enough dresses in the office. Both Helen and Jo said I looked nice, so I count it as a success. I had a cardigan over the top, but it’s still warm at my desk so that was ditched. To warm up for Kieran I’ve been flirting with Matthew a bit, even asking him how his wedding planning is going.

I didn’t want to wear out the boots too quickly, and it rained quite a lot today, so I ended up wearing calf boots and tights and a skirt, but I went for something a bit more transparent than I’d dared with them before, but with a bra underneath. That’s two days in a row that I’ve worn underwear!

When I got back to the office I got called into a meeting with Brian, and I had a terrible feeling that it was either a) Jo is leaving, or something bad like that is happening or b) stop flashing your boobs at everyone.

It was neither, and it was great news. A couple of people I’d met at the start-up’s party had gotten in touch with the company about using us to do their books, and they wanted to set up meetings with me. My stomach churned, but Brian said he’d come with me, or Jo would because we seemed to work well together. Obviously, I’d be showing my face but they’d be doing the talking, but I was grinning from ear-to-ear when I came out so Ha had to ask me what was going on. She seemed actually pleased on my behalf, because she’s not the jealous harpy that I would be if positions were reversed.

Ha invited me and Kieran round for Saturday night. She said she hopes we’ll carry on where things left off before, and it doesn’t take a genius to work out what she’s implying. I’m not sure I’d have the courage to turn up nearly naked at her and Lily’s place, though. The idea is intriguing all the same.

I popped in to see Jo today and tried to joke with her about the Internet dating. She said she hadn’t really looked at anything for a few days, but she really had to dig herself out of this hole she’s in. I hope she does.

Then the day was capped off by the regular Pilates session. My stomach is getting firmer by the week, and I’m feeling so much better about my body now. Soon it’ll be ready for the world to see! Lol.

Even though it was still windy and showery today I decided to give the boots a run out and wore them to the start-up, along with the new jumper dress. They didn’t quite meet and Rob kept on glancing at the inch and a half of thigh that was showing, and I wasn’t short of offers for company at lunchtime either. (Although I only went and got a sandwich.)

The naked weekend had worn off already so I was feeling pretty sexy by the time I got home. I ended up stripping the dress off and sitting at my computer reading erotic stories on the Internet, and then there was a knock at the door. I put a dressing gown on (with the boots still underneath) and shouldn’t really have been surprised by the girl from across the road who’d come to collect her parcel from the other day. She looked down at my boots, but it was obvious I had nothing else on under the dressing gown, and I could see a million questions going through her head. I just smiled and handed her the package and she said it was nice to actually say hello to a neighbour and maybe we should do something sometime. I don’t know if she meant it, but when I got back to my computer it didn’t take me long to get back into things. I think any time I wear these boots I’m only ever five minutes from an orgasm anyway.

I felt guilty about barely thinking about Jo all weekend, and she still looked pretty bad today, although not as bad as last week. She forced a bit of a smile when she saw me so that was something.

The nice weather had also passed and it was pretty windy today, so I actually wore trousers to the office. It was almost like I was some kind of normal person or something! I guess after spending half the weekend naked I’d gotten my fill for now.