I’ve decided I’ll do anything to keep Elise in the country, even if I have to kidnap her. I’ve worn my prettiest dress, with lots of buttons, and a jacket, and short heels, and even if I’ve no idea what might happen in the medium term I know what I want to happen in the short-term.

I’ve done a twelve hour day again. All I had time to do was to message Elise to say we need to meet up tomorrow night and strategise! I can’t believe she might be gone in two weeks. That’s probably the only bad thing in my life right now. That and all the photos of me nude on the Internet with my name and company underneath them…

It was just me and Jo at Deborah’s office today, and we met her and the company’s finance director. They want us to look at everything their existing accountants are doing and check that it’s legal and also the best thing for their company, and to suggest any other ways they could structure it to avoid having to pay so much in customs duties. It’s quite a bit of work.

And when I say “us” I can boast that she actually said “me”, Kate, by name. It made me feel so good. She said that when she met me at the office party last year and I talked about all of this she didn’t believe I really knew it, because the company had no track record of this kind of work, but having seen the press releases since she realised she underestimated me and didn’t want to make that mistake twice so she thought she’d get in before I was in so much demand she couldn’t afford me.

Also, she’s such a fox! I forgot just how luscious her voice is. She could seduce a gay man I’m sure of it. And I’m sure she knows exactly who I was from the party at Mel’s, when all I was wearing was a mask, because she said that the office party was the second time we met, but really it was the first time she met me as Kate. Anyway, she doesn’t seem to care, and I get the feeling that anything that adds some fun to her life is fair game. It’s amazing that she’s still so sexy when she’s recently turned fifty. (I looked it up as part of my research.)

Jo and I were on such a high after that we went to the nearest bar and worked our way through a bottle of wine, and then some tapas, and, of course, I missed Pilates, but I didn’t care.

We talked about work, of course, and now we have even more to do before we see Deborah again next week, because despite all of that it’s still not certain how much work we’ll get out of it because we’re just being paid for an initial consultation, so that better be good enough to lead to more.

Well, after that we talk relationships, and how Jo had been dumped, again, by somebody who didn’t know a good thing when he saw it. She said she was thinking maybe she should just be a spinster, now she was in her forties, and give up on men altogether. She said that all the women in her life were so much more reliable, like we didn’t really know each other but she appreciated how much I listened to her complaining.

Anyway, I said that it was funny she should mention it, because I said I hadn’t given up on men altogether, but I’d recently had a lot more fun with women. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head. So I told her a bit about Mark and Ana, and how now I’ve slept with both of them, and sometimes at the same time, but that I might have to end things with them as I really liked this girl called Elise, but she might be moving back to France, and Jo said she now wished she had my life. I said she should try it, being with a woman, because at least you know they’re not just thinking about themselves.

I could see the cogs working in her head but she said she wasn’t sure if she could change her ways at her age. I joked that maybe her and Deborah would get along, and she did have to admit that the older woman did pretty much ooze sex appeal, and it can’t just be that voice of hers. I said “I’d do her”, like I was a guy on a building site, and Jo fell about laughing.

But before she left she said more seriously that we’d have to have a date night on Saturday, except it would be the afternoon and not the night, and not so much a date as work to prepare me for next Wednesday when I’m supposed to be going back to meet Deborah – but this time alone!

Well, I wanted life to move along, and it most certainly is.

Today was intense preparing for Deborah’s company tomorrow! I didn’t leave the office until nearly nine and it was just me and Jo left working there. But I think we have everything ready.

The bad news was I got back to a message from Elise saying that the pub really wanted to move fast with the sale and were offering her a payout if she could be out in two weeks. She said she might have to accept it as it’s enough money that she doesn’t have to just take the first job that comes along. I don’t want her to go back to France!

Tonight was yet another of those really bizarre nights.

I had so much to do at work I was thinking of messaging Mel to say I couldn’t make it tonight again, because I’m going with Jo to meet Deborah’s company on Wednesday, but then she texted to say she had something else to do but could I come around at seven thirty instead. That was actually okay as it meant I could do another hour and a half of work before leaving.

So I got to her place, put my clothes in her mailbox and locked it and made my way up to the seventh floor. And I didn’t even think about whether I’d meet anyone, but it was encounter-free.

Mel also opened the door almost instantly and I went inside, slipped my shoes off, went into her front room and saw… Tim, sitting on a chair in the middle of the room, with another chair beside him, and Mel’s seat opposite. And Tim was entirely naked and semi-erect. At the sight of me his cock climbed upwards and bounced back and forth, and there was no way not to stare.

I looked at Mel because this was just so weird, to be there with a male co-worker and we were both naked, and Mel just said “I told we would have to resolve this and Tim agreed”. I notice I didn’t get to agree or disagree to this plan. And I asked the most stupid and obvious question: “Why’d Tim naked?”

Mel made a sort of snorting laugh and said did I think I was the only one that she had naked consultations with. She said she found people often revealed a lot when they had literally no way to hide.

So I sat beside Tim, thankfully not touching, with his cock pulsing just in my peripheral vision, and then Mel got us talking. She asked Tim quite frankly if he’d revealed anything about who I was, and he said no, and he never would have. And Mel was right that there’s something about being naked because I believed him.

From there it was just the weirdest kind of relationship counselling service you could imagine, except that we’re not in a relationship (except for at work), and we were both naked, which I’m sure isn’t normal.

I told Tim that I didn’t like it that he had a hold over me, because he knew so much about me. He said he didn’t feel like that, and he wouldn’t use anything. So Mel suggested that Tim could just share something about himself that would be equally as embarrassing if everyone knew about it, and Tim said that just being here was probably enough, and I know a lot about his relationship with Linda. Mel took out her phone and took a picture of Tim sitting there with his hard-on and said she’d send it to me and I said no, please don’t, and Tim laughed but I realise it was kind of heartless of me.

So it turned out that Tim does also quite fancy me, but also realises I’m his boss, and I’m not interested, and he really has started seeing someone so I needn’t worry.

We talked for maybe an hour, and apart from anything it was distracting seeing Tim’s erection flag, and then Mel would say something and it would bob back up again. But at the end of an hour I felt like we’d gotten through so much, and all was now resolved with Tim. It felt like we’d actually shared something and I said to Tim that if we weren’t, you know, naked, then I would hug him. Mel said that shouldn’t stop me, but even Tim said I’d better not, because his cock was really throbbing by then.

Mel said she’d stay and talk to Tim and I put my shoes on to leave. Tim was surprised when Mel opened the door and he had to ask where my clothes were. I explained they were in the mailbox down in the lobby, but I had the key. I realised then he probably thought I was very odd.

That was so weird but was such a good thing for Mel to set up.

I spent most of the day either worrying, doing chores, or reading up on accounting law again. I think we’re meeting Deborah’s company next week, but I don’t know if Deborah will be there, or even if I’ll be there. At least that part of my life is working for now!

I met Elise at a bar after work last night and she seemed a bit down and said she didn’t really want to go out, so I said we could have a quiet night in at my place. So we went back and ordered a takeaway and I asked her what was up. Well, it turned out that the landlords are selling the pub, and she has six weeks to find somewhere else to live, let alone some way to earn a living. She was really down as she said all she could think of was going back to France. There’s no way I was going to let that happen so I told her if the worst came to the worst she could stay here for a while, because I have a small spare room that I could put a bed in. She took a bit of persuading that I really meant it but she said she’d consider it in case nothing else came along.

Once she had that off her mind, and once we’d eaten, things lightened up a bit. She said she really liked my dress but I was making it too easy to get me out of it, so she’d make it harder for herself by unbuttoning it using chopsticks! It took forever and there was a lot of giggling and it pretty soon turned into kissing and we actually went to the bedroom and made love.

I woke up quite happy with her beside me, and it was early enough and she was sleeping so soundly that I left a note beside the bed and actually went to the park run. Mel said she was surprised to see me but I said I’d left Elise sleeping so thought I’d get a run in! It’s the first time I’ve seen Mel surprised by anything. Mel asked if I’d spoken to Tim, which I hadn’t, and she said he’d mentioned it too and she wanted to make sure we resolved things. I guess I’ll have to do something.

Elise was still there when I got home with pastries and after I’d showered we had breakfast (which I felt no need to dress for) and then made love again. I managed to keep her hanging around until almost lunchtime when she said she had to go to sort the pub out. I said I didn’t think she needed to if they were kicking her out, but she said it was still her job and she didn’t want to let people down.

It was a nice day and I actually forgot all the trouble with my naked identity not being quite so secret any more. I still don’t know what to do about that.

I’ll have to try and put everything out of my mind and enjoy myself with Elise tonight. It’s actually cool for the time of year so on top of the long button-down dress (that I hope she’ll like) I have to wear a jacket again. I hope we get another warm spell before autumn sets in properly!

I messaged Mel to say I was worried about the photos on that site, and I still can’t help think that Tim might have something to do with identifying me. Who else would know? Mel said it sounded like Tim and I needed to have an open conversation about it, and she might be right but I’ll have to work out how to do that.

At least I remembered to tell Mel I wouldn’t be at the park run tomorrow. I mean, I might not be up late with Elise, but it’s easier to say I won’t be there and maybe make it than the other way around and have to face the consequences.