Freezing cold weather and it felt like it was going to snow today so I was wrapped up good and proper.

Jo came and saw me today and said that she’d like me to come with her to a conference next week. It’s out of town so we’ll need to stay a night in a hotel, but she reckoned between the pair of us we could shake up the boring old world of accounting! Helen on reception is going to book something for us both anyway. I’m rather looking forward to it!

I went straight home after work today and then out for a run and am meeting Kieran tomorrow.

The PR company is nowhere near as much fun as the start-up. I guess partly because I have to go back to the office at lunchtime so anything I wear has to be right for both places. The temperature had turned today anyway so I went for trousers and a plain white blouse, but I couldn’t bring myself to wear a bra. I had a jacket on for some of the morning anyway, and the woman I was dealing with (Carol, in operations) seemed nice. It’s a mixed office but I just wasn’t feeling all that flirty.

Things changed a bit in the afternoon as our office is always too warm, so there was no way the jacket was staying on. I caught Matthew staring at my blouse at some point and I couldn’t tell if he was trying to work out if I had a bra on or if it was so obvious that I didn’t that he couldn’t help but stare anyway! I had a peer in the mirror in the ladies toilets but the light isn’t that good in there so I couldn’t really tell.

I’ve been thinking more about the buzz I got from Sunday, from being out and about with hardly anything beneath my coat. It’s not just being half-naked that gives me a thrill, it’s the thought that I might be caught at any moment and there’s nothing I can do about it. I wonder if that’s how I push myself to being a bit more adventurous; to get myself into a situation with no way to back out of it.

The problem is a) I’d be mortified if anyone I knew found out and b) I’m a coward. Oh and c) if I try it in a work environment and it goes wrong then I could be in big trouble. So my first visit to the PR company tomorrow is not the time to experiment! (Too much…)

The Pilates teacher told me today that I was coming along really well. Now I wonder if I’m going to have another dream about her… That wouldn’t be a bad thing.

It was still warmer than usual outside so I went for the jacket, skirt and knee-high boots look for my visit to the start-up again – with no blouse underneath. But I did wear a nice pair of underwear. I think it might be their favourite, judging by how helpful all the boys are all day.

And then one of them asked me near the end of the day if I was free after work. It was so sweet as he was so bad at it, and I said I was meeting someone and hoped he get my meaning. I guess it’s easier to get out of these things with a boyfriend to use as an excuse. (Yes! I’ve decided I actually do have a boyfriend!)

I was feeling so sexy by the end of the say that I went into the toilets and slipped the underwear off and travelled home in my suit jacket and skirt. Okay, I had a coat on too, but I still felt pretty daring. The jacket was a bit rough on my nipples, though. I was about to take it off as soon as I got home and then caught sight of myself in the mirror just as I had it unbuttoned down the middle. Modesty aside, it was a very hot look. I almost took a photo to send to Kieran but I thought he might think I was desperate for sex (which was true) and I didn’t want to be too available, if you know what I mean. Maybe you don’t.

Still, I was disappointed he didn’t send me a text tonight. But I wasn’t going to send him one first, so as I’m about to go to bed I’m feeling a bit frustrated.