I think I may have been spending too much time naked (if such a thing is possible). Last night I dreamt I was in the office, completely in the buff with everyone else dressed like normal, and Jo asked me to come to a meeting with her. I sort of wanted to cover up but I didn’t even have anything with me so I followed her, and we ended outside of the building and meeting some people in a café. I was feeling more and more uncomfortable and pretending it was fine that I was nude but people were staring at me all the time. It wasn’t even that I was getting turned on by the experience, I was just embarrassed, but still somehow carrying on.

Then when I got to the office Jo really did ask me to go to a meeting! At least I’d remembered to get dressed, although I’m not sure I’d have chosen such a low-cut top without knowing who I was meeting. Luckily it was a couple of middle-aged men who kept glancing at my chest and then looking away again. Then at some point I started getting turned on as I remembered the dream so as soon as I got home I stripped off and… well, you can probably guess. Where’s Kieran when I need him?

Talking about pushing the boundaries! We had dinner, with lots of flirting and peering down my blouse, and then we went to a bar not far from my place for a drink and found a little booth in the corner. When I sat down Kieran noticed the stockings, as I think he thought they were tights before, and almost drooled onto the table. He said something about not being able to wait to watch me take those off later, and I jokingly said “why wait for later?” and he said I wouldn’t dare.

Well, it turns out that I’m surprisingly brave when I’m a little bit drunk, because I slipped my foot out of my shoe, hooked my thumbs into my stockings and carefully (very carefully) slipped it down my leg, and I made sure he watched as I rolled it off my foot. I tucked it into his coat pocket and told him he’d have to look after it, before doing the same with the other leg.

It felt like the first time for ages that I’ve sat around with bare legs, I guess because of the weather, and last year I wouldn’t have dared to be this bare anyway. (I mean: apart from the skirt, I had nothing from the waist down!) Kieran put his hand on my thigh and I really have to do that more often.

Kieran said he couldn’t wait to get home so I could take the rest off, so I said we could leave after I went to the bathroom. So I took my coat with me, went into a cubicle, and stripped out of the skirt and blouse and put the coat back on. It was a long coat, but it felt amazing to have nothing underneath.

It felt like everyone was staring at me as I walked back to the booth with my clothes tucked under my arm, and he took a moment to work out what was going on when I handed them to him and said he’d have to carry them because I needed to hold my coat tight. And then he asked, and then I had to tell him that yes, I was wearing nothing underneath, and I couldn’t stop giggling and he pretended to pull at the lapel to peer at my chest and I told him he’d have to wait until we got home.

I’ve never felt as sexy as I did on that walk home, knowing that nothing was going to go wrong because I was with Kieran and only he knew how little I was wearing.

Sex in the hallway is pretty much a staple of our arrival at my place now, and I was out of the coat and naked on the floor before the light had even warmed up. Although as before, the sex is just a bit too quick. I’m going to have to work out how to get Kieran to slow things down, but I guess he’s just a virile young man and can’t help himself! And anyway, once it’s done I just stayed naked and made us some tea and we sat around as he stroked my bare skin and I felt like I was in heaven already.

I didn’t even make an excuse for not getting dressed in the morning, and Kieran didn’t say anything. But I caught him looking at me a lot and it made me feel so good.

And then I suggested we go out for a walk, since it was a nice day, and he said did that mean I had to get dressed, and I said not necessarily, and I put on some shoes and my long coat and I could almost hear his heart pounding as we left the apartment and walked to the park.

To tell you the truth, it wasn’t really warm enough for it, and when he noticed me shivering we went back home and had sex (in the hallway (again)).

Eventually he had to leave and we kissed goodbye in the hallway, with me still naked, and I hope none of the neighbours saw as I opened the door and waved him out.

It’s another weekend with Kieran so I’m getting all my chores out of the way, and this blog post too!

Just as a teaser, I’m planning on a very short skirt and I’ve actually bought some stockings! Since he seemed to get so turned on by having sex while I still had my long socks on. And I have a nice purple blouse with a deep v-neck. And what’s more it’s actually feeling a bit like spring today so I don’t have to worry about being cold.

Expect a bumper report tomorrow…

I was feeling really flirty today so I went to talk to Matthew for a bit in the morning. I think he tried to put me off by telling me a bit about the wedding but I just said how I loved going to them as it gave me a chance to wear a nice dress and heels and something frilly. I think he’s seeing me in a new light, which is good!

I had lunch with Rachael as Ha was out at a meeting, and Helen (from reception) tagged along and we had a bit of a chat and a gossip and told “the new girl” about how much better the office was now that Jo was around. Rachel said she’d noticed we seemed to be able to wear whatever we wanted, and I felt a bit self-conscious with half my cleavage on show. And then even more self-conscious when Helen said she used to think I was as boring as anything until the dress code relaxed and how I have all the men wrapped around my finger just by showing them a bit of skin!

But it made me feel pretty good to be noticed, to be honest, even if my skirts were never as short as Helen’s.

There’s definitely something about Ellie (the PR girl) that I can relate to. I think she likes to reveal a little bit more of herself than most of the other women there. It’s quite subtle, but now I know what to look for I can sort of spot a kindred spirit! I wonder if she thinks the same of me? I can’t imagine how a conversation to find out those things would ever go, because if she asked me I’d deny it out of embarrassment, and she probably would too!

I flirted with Kieran a bit this evening and ended up so turned on I had to masturbate before bed.

I don’t know what he must have thought when he saw a picture incoming, but all I did was kick my slipper off and take a photo of my foot. Well, it was naked!

So I hitched my skirt up a bit and sent him the whole of my lower leg and then he made daft comments about how turned on it got him and what an amazing leg it was. I already had my hands between my legs by then so I didn’t type much more except to say goodnight when I was done. I felt quite embarrassed, to tell you the truth, but I don’t think I could have slept otherwise.

Double exercise today as I went for a run, and then Pilates in the evening. I need to keep this body in shape if I’m going to be showing it to Kieran (and who knows who else?) all the time!

One of the things that’s so great about the start-up is their office is even warmer than ours. I wore a short-ish skirt today but didn’t feel like wearing tights, and it was a bit warmer outside too. But not so warm that when I came back from lunch that I didn’t get a couple of stares at my nipples pressing against the inside of my clingy top. The old me would have crossed her arms over her chest to try and hide it, but the new me braved it out. And I know everyone there is quite nice and wouldn’t try anything, which helps a lot.

I was really tempted to even ditch the skirt and top for the journey home and just wear my coat, but I wasn’t brave enough. I sort of regret it now because it was warm enough out and nobody would have known.

I spent far too much time today daydreaming about hanging around in the nude with Kieran. Nothing else to report; nothing else compares.

You’ll be pleased to know my plan worked! I had my cardigan half unbuttoned while we sat in a restaurant and I know whenever I leant forwards he could see the outline of my nipples through my shirt. I kept rearranging it every time the waiter came back and Kieran said something about me fiddling with my clothes all the time, and by then I’d had a glass of wine so I took the cardie off and draped it over the back of my chair. You should have seen Kieran’s eyes pop as he stared at me! I must have had the widest grin and he put his hand under the table and on my thigh. I just wished he could have reached higher as I might have orgasmed before we even got to the main course.

And then it was even more fun when the waiter noticed, and then tried really hard not to stare. I can’t believe these two little round things on the ends of my breasts can have so much power over a man’s mind! And it’s not like they don’t have nipples of their own. I don’t really get it, but I’m glad it happens.

Kieran couldn’t keep his hands off me any time we were close enough together, and I’d barely shut the door before we were wrapped around each other in the hallway. Although disappointing he didn’t even get as far as taking anything off before we’d had all-too-brief intercourse and I was sprawled on the floor with my blouse half undone, my skirt hitched up around my waist and still in my long socks and shoes. It was kind of fun, but I didn’t feel we’d gotten past foreplay. Maybe I made him a bit too horny over the course of the day.

He made up for it later, though, as I told him I was too tired to get undressed so he’d have to do it. He took ages over it, and I don’t think there was an inch of my body he didn’t kiss in the process as I stood there, getting more and more naked while he was still fully dressed. This time it was my turn to climax quicker than he was ready for, but by the time we actually made it to bed I was ready again, and he most certainly was.

So of course we had sex again in the morning and afterwards I said I suppose we had better get dressed, and he said he’d prefer if I didn’t. So I said okay! His eyes were on stalks as I left the room and went to the kitchen, but I’m pretty sure he didn’t expect me to still be naked and making him breakfast when he came into the kitchen having already gotten dressed himself.

I think I could happily live like that forever, just staying naked with Kieran and having sex whenever we wanted to. It was a heavenly weekend.

An early entry as I’m seeing Kieran later so may not have time to write. We’re going to a gallery and then out for dinner and I want to spend the day getting him so horny that he can’t wait to tear my clothes off as soon as we get through the door.

It’s a bit of a problem when it’s cold outside, but I’ve found a black blouse which is more see-through then I realised when I bought it (and that’s why it’s been in the wardrobe all this time…) and a cardigan to go over it. Hopefully with no bra underneath he’ll be able to see just enough of me to distract him while nobody else gets a peek! And I have one of my shortest skirts and long socks, and will just have to suffer the little bit of a chill where they don’t quite meet. Oh, and a long coat for when we’re outside, which I hope stops the draught “up there” because there’s no way this girl’s wearing underwear tonight!