Brian said we got the new work! So I start on Thursday, just for a half day. It won’t be as much fun as the Tuesday start-up, but it’s nice to be out of the office – and nice to have a bit more responsibility.

I wore trousers and a blouse to work today and had a bit of a flirt with Matthew, then on the way home there was a guy on the tube who was kind of cute so I did my best to flash a bit of chest his way under the pretence of scratching my neck. I was feeling pretty damn attractive by the time I got home, I have to say.

I didn’t get to have a run this morning (okay, I just didn’t get up early enough) so I went after work, and this led to a pretty hot exchange of messages with Kieran:

So I said I’d send him a photo and he went quiet… and I took a picture of my photo. I mean, I was really sitting on the edge of my bed naked and with a towel around my head, but I wasn’t quite ready to send him a head-to-toe photo. Not yet! Although it was tempting…

I stood in front of the mirror and – you know what? – this Pilates and running is starting to do some good.

We ended up swapping flirty messages for the rest of the night, but it’s all a bit long and probably not that interesting for anyone else. Needless to say I was masturbating by bedtime, and I wondered if Kieran did too. Such a waste if so.

After yesterday’s “back to normal” day I realised I had better try something different, and the weather was better than it had been recently so… I put on my new underwear, a long pair of boots, and the biggest coat I own and went for a walk. It felt so sexy, and I couldn’t get enough of it. I was looking at everyone I passed, daring them to work out how little I was wearing. Of course no-one could, so I went to a coffee shop and almost on automatic pilot started to unbutton my coat! I stopped myself just in time but got a very funny look from the barista as I sat down so quickly.

It’s so addictive, that feeling; the rush from taking a risk of being exposed, although in reality I was in control all the time. Or at least I thought I was, and then I came over all naughty. I went into the coffee shop toilets, took off my knickers and stuffed them into my coat pocket, and walked home in just coat and bra! I don’t know why I didn’t dare take the bra off as well as I had the coat buttoned up tightly the whole time.

Although a nice day, it’s still January and not exactly warm, and that’s probably the only thing that stopped me from being as randy as anything the whole time, because it was a bit nippy “up there”. I hadn’t set the heating timer either so it was quite cool when I got home too, and it was a bit disappointing to have to get dressed as soon as I came in.

I met some friends from past jobs today. I don’t know why, but whenever I meet old friends I revert to the old me, in terms of dress sense, and it was just jeans and a jumper. I even wore knickers, since jeans without underwear isn’t ideal. Some of us stayed around for dinner in the evening and we went to a noodle bar and gossiped, and of course somebody asked me if I was seeing anyone and they could tell from the look on my face… I was grilled for ages, because none of them had ever known me to have a boyfriend. And I’m not even sure if Kieran is a boyfriend… he must be, if we’ve kissed, I guess?

I wore as short a skirt as I dared in the office today, which is to say not that short at all. And with long socks and boots underneath I looked pretty conservative, to be honest. Sometimes it’s fun to think that nobody knows I’m not wearing any underwear, but sometimes I wish people did know.

We had a bit of an office girls lunch today, thanks to Jo again. She’s been so good for the office and when I think back to last year and how we’d all have a sandwich at our desk, sitting there in grey skirts and blouses, and now there’s colour everywhere. I mean, Helen on reception always looks pretty glamourous, but now everyone was just a bit freer to wear what they wanted. (Even if I was still wearing more than I wanted to.)

Kieran met me after work and Ha lingered for a drink and a chat, and then got far too nosey about how we seemed to be moving pretty slowly and hadn’t even seen each other naked yet! We both got a bit embarrassed about that, and then she said that even she’d seen me naked and Kieran was missing out! I didn’t know what to say to that, because I really would like to know if he liked my body…

Part of me wondered if tonight was “the night” to ask him back, but somehow the mood just wasn’t quite right. We still kissed, and for a little bit longer than before. When I got home I had a text saying that he’d had a nice time. I wished him sweet dreams, and hoped they’d be of me.