The PR company was interesting today as I’m sure Ellie (one of the middle-ranked organiser types – I don’t know what any of their job titles are – maybe mid-twenties) wasn’t wearing anything beneath her blouse. I mean, I know I wasn’t either, but that’s beside the point. I’m not sure if she caught me peering at her from across the room or not as she turned around from her screen just at the wrong moment and we exchanged a slightly forced smile.

I haven’t seen Kieran since Sunday and it feels like an age.

A new girl started today, called Rachel. She reminded me a bit of me when I started a year ago, which meant I liked her (of course.) I showed her where everything was, and where we saved things on the file system and that kind of thing. Then I had Pilates this evening.

It was fun at the start-up today. I wore a blouse again and this one the buttons don’t even start until the bottom of my cleavage. The CEO kept looking at me and then looking away embarrassed. I love it that someone with so much power can be so easily distracted. My skirt was down past the knee and I had tights on as it was pretty cold out.

The first thing Ha said to me was “I heard you had a fun weekend”! I can’t believe how much Kieran tells her. And I can’t even deny it once I’ve started blushing.

I was feeling pretty damn sexy all day anyway and popped an extra button on my blouse, just while I was sitting at my desk. At least I remembered to do it up again before I got up and walked around.

What a night! What a day!

Basically as soon as Kieran came through the door we had sex in the hallway right there and then. It’s amazing to think it took so long and now we can’t keep our hands off each other. I didn’t put my underwear back on (and made sure Kieran noticed) but just slipped my dress over my head.

We cooked dinner together and, to cut a long story short, afterwards I ended up sitting across Kieran’s lap at the dining table with his hands on my thighs, and it seemed to take an age for him to get the hint and lift my dress over my head. I was naked and he was still fully dressed and we just ended up kissing for ages, and then he put his hand between my legs and… oh my… At some point he stopped and asked if the neighbours could see through the blinds, and I said I didn’t care. Actually I hoped they could. I came pretty quickly after that.

So we moved to the sitting room and I curled up in his lap, still naked, and he stroked my body and I kept teasing him but every time I thought: right, that’s it, time to see how big he’s gotten in those trousers, he’d start kissing and fingering me again and I’d have another orgasm. I think that happened at least three times until eventually I had to squeeze myself between his legs, unzip his trousers and as I knelt there with his thighs pressed against my shoulders I realised that a blow job could actually be quite good fun. The last time I’d tried I hadn’t really enjoyed it, but there was something about being naked even while he was clothed yet I was the one in charge. I’m pretty sure he liked it 🙂

Anyway, Sunday morning we both had showers and he got dressed and I was still in my dressing gown, but it didn’t take long for him to get the hint and I was soon out of that and sitting naked on his lap. He made my day when he said Ha was right about me having a great body! And that if it was up to him I’d be naked all the time. I said I’d be naked for him any time he wanted, and I hope he realised how much I meant it!

Kieran’s coming over this afternoon again! I can’t wait. I’ve been shopping and I’m going to cook dinner.

Time to get changed into something nice now.

It finally happened! Actually, an awful lot finally happened!

So I met Kieran after work and we went to a very nice restaurant near my place, and between courses he put his hand on mine and it was all nice and coupley and probably made the waiters feel sick. Anyway, he insisted on paying for both of us (and I wasn’t going to stop him) and then he walked me home, and I invited him in! And then things got really interesting.

He’d been carrying a bag around with him all night and when I went and made some tea he produced this gift-wrapped box (probably done by the shop, it was that well wrapped) and inside was a gorgeous set of rich blue lace underwear. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and he put his hand on my thigh, and then I think it was the alcohol that made me say I’d go and try it on.

So in my bedroom I still wasn’t sure if I’d go through with it, but I stripped off, put the underwear on, and then my dressing gown over the top, and then I went out and mustered all the courage I could manage and let him see what was inside. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!

I was a bit too embarrassed to take the dressing gown off completely, but to cut a long story short it came off soon enough and now I’ve done something very naughty (and not just the naughty things we did last night) and had to call in sick for work because Kieran was here until nearly lunchtime.

I’m not going to give you too much detail, but the sex itself wasn’t exactly amazing because we hadn’t really worked each other out (and I haven’t ever really worked any of it out), but he was a gentleman about things so I came two or three times at least last night and this morning and now I miss him already.

Phew!

Even though I’m not actually sick I’m exhausted today… apart from the obvious physical exertion last night, it’s been a long time since I shared a bed with someone so much heavier than me! Sharing with Jo was okay because she didn’t make the room shake every time she fidgeted! Maybe there are advantages to being a lesbian that I’d never thought of before.

Dammit! I wish I’d bought stockings! This would have been the perfect day for them.

Anyway, I put on my best underwear and a blouse and didn’t care who could see the one through the other. Nobody at the PR agency seemed to care anyway. I’m meeting Kieran in a couple of hours anyway.

Will a Pilates class on a Wednesday have a startling effect on my figure by Thursday and make me suddenly more attractive? I doubt it somehow. More likely I’ll just stand up with a groan from muscle ache.

I’m looking forward to seeing what happens tomorrow, though. Kieran still hasn’t told me anything except to keep the evening free.

It was much warmer today (for February at least) so I went back to wearing a blouse and trousers. I think I’ve just about reached the limit of the number of buttons I can leave undone when I’m at the start-up and not end up flashing nipples at everyone!

And then I’d forgotten I was meeting Susan (the old work colleague I’d bumped into on Saturday) after work so I ended up sitting at a bar with her and I’m pretty sure she knew I didn’t have a bra on underneath. Men are pretty bad are spotting these things but women rarely are! I think it wouldn’t have been such a big deal except it wasn’t like the Kate that she thought she knew.

Anyway, I was feeling suddenly much more confident about my new self so I told her about Kieran. It’s not like she knows any of my other friends. She reckoned I’d just have to make the first move myself and stick my hand down his trousers or just strip off the first time we ended up somewhere private together. I know which of those two I feel more like doing, funnily enough…

I had a message from Kieran when I got home checking that I could still make Thursday. I said I thought my diary was clear but maybe something more important might come up. I hope he read it as the joke it was meant to be.