It was far too cold to do anything but wrap up warm today, but the funny thing was I got told I looked nice by four different women in the office – including Jo! I had quite a nice dress on and leggings underneath. I guess I don’t just have to “bare some skin” to feel good.

I was pretty much itching to hang around in the nude when I got home, though, but it wasn’t anywhere near warm enough. It made me wonder if the novelty would ever wear off, though, if I was somehow nude all the time. It sort of sounds amazing, but maybe it would get boring?

I went to the PR company today, but nothing else happened. I was still bouncing from hanging around the hotel room in the nude with Jo yesterday and it’s going to take a while to top that.

I don’t know where to start. I had a dream that I was late getting up and Jo was already dressed and I had to go downstairs in my nightdress, and everyone else was at the conference wearing suits. We were talking to two guys and Jo put her arm around my waist, then then she slipped it under my nightdress and she was touching my skin and hoisting my nightdress up enough to expose me to everyone around! I suddenly felt incredibly horny and woke myself up, and then I realise Jo’s hand really was on my waist and she was still asleep! I didn’t know what to do as I lay there. Do I wake her up? Plus I was feeling as randy as anything and could do nothing about it.

Anyway, I shuffled a bit further away in the bed and she turned over and took her hand away. I was sort of disappointed it went, to be honest, as now I had to lay there and wallow in my own frustration.

In the morning I was woken up by the sound of Jo in the shower. I stayed in bed for another ten minutes and when she came out wrapped in a towel I went in. By the time I came out she was already dressed and putting on make-up and then I suddenly did something very brave and let the towel unravel from around me and dried my hair with it! My stomach was churning a bit as she sat there in her skirt and blouse with me almost next to her fully naked! All kinds of weird fantasies went through my mind, and then when she was ready she started talking to me about her plan for the day. I was still naked and left it for as long as possible to dig my clothes out and start getting dressed!

With Jo watching I had to put on underwear, of course, but it was a nice pair and I hoped she liked it. (I can’t believe I even think that.)

Anyway, the conference itself wasn’t that exciting, and of course as two women we found it easy to find people to talk to. I even flirted with a few older guys and accidentally let a blouse button stay undone.

Jo said I did pretty well anyway and she’d make sure she took me along to any others.

I’ve got a few minutes to myself while Jo is out of the room, but today has gone a bit weird! I was at the start-up as usual, and I couldn’t really wear anything too daring as I was meeting Jo at the station later. And that was all fine and we had a nice chat on the train. Then we got to the hotel and checked into our room and it’s only a double bed instead of a twin! So I’m going from hardly knowing one of the company partners to sharing a bed with her in the space of one day… We’re going out to dinner soon anyway.

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We had a pretty small dinner in a Japanese place, and Jo paid. She’s nice, but I think we both feel a bit weird about the sleeping arrangements. She’s apologised for it about a dozen times, but it’s the hotel’s fault and not hers. It’s a good job I wasn’t planning to sleep in the nude!

Jo’s in the bathroom at the moment so I took the opportunity to undress and get into bed with my laptop on my legs and… oh she’s coming out now. And I never thought I’d be live-blogging my boss walking around in her underwear. She looks pretty fit for a forty (maybe forty?) year-old.

Now she’s brushing her hair. Getting something out of her suitcase.

Hang on a sec she’s talking to me.

It was just chit-chat, but it was very distracting that she was getting undressed while she did it. And I wondered if a forty-year-old shaved her pubes and I guess the answer is yes, in this case.

She’s put on a dress now at least. I better finish here in case she sees the screen when she gets into bed.

This is going to be a busy week! We’re going to travel to the hotel on Tuesday night, after I’m at the start-up, and then the conference is all day Wednesday. Then we come back in the evening, and on Thursday I’m at the PR company. I’ll miss Kieran on Tuesday, and Pilates on Wednesday. I’m not cut out for all this high-powered stuff!

Jo swung by my desk and said it was a good job it was me going and not one of the guys as all the hotel had left was a twin room! So not only do I have to work out what to wear, but I’ll be sharing with Jo. I’m a bit nervous about that, to be honest. She’s lovely and I still have a bit of a crush on her, but she’s a bit intimidating.

It still didn’t happen! I don’t know why, but we just don’t seem to be able to get it all together. Kieran walked me back to the tube station, we had a nice kiss, and then he said he’d text me in the morning and maybe we could do something in the week. I wasn’t going to be so bold as to suggest he came back to mine, so that was it. I was extremely frustrated by the time I got home. Maybe it would be easier if we lived a bit closer to each other and could just casually linger outside one or the other’s flat before being asked in, but at the tube station it’s just all such a big deal to suggest taking a twenty minute journey together.

Also, it was nearly snowing again today, so although I went out for a bit of a run there was no way I was going out for the semi-clad walk I managed to squeeze in last Sunday. Then I saw my mum in the afternoon, so that was the end of that.

I swapped a few message with Kieran later in the afternoon and we might meet up on Tuesday.

This is just a quick entry as I’m seeing Kieran later and doubt I’ll have the energy to type anything when I get in. And I’m half hoping that I don’t come home at all… Anyway, what with the cold and all, I have fancy underwear, long socks and skirt and top all deployed. We’re only going out for something sort-of-casual (he said), but I’m really looking forward to it.

Other than that I’ve been doing chores all day. Yawn.

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.