Day 3, Wednesday:
I awoke to the sound of the alarm blaring and discovered I was ferociously hungry. I had had many dreams last night, most of which I couldn't remember beyond the general feeling of them but the one I was having when the alarm went off was still resonating in my mind. In that dream, it was like my brain was subconsciously telling me to get organised. It was a dream about buying some new sexy underwear and it fired my imagination. If I hurried, I could catch the early train into town and get to the lingerie store before going to work.
I ran around getting ready as quickly as I could and realised that I had forgotten to get my work clothes ready the night before. It wasn't a big deal but it felt weird that my whole routine had been thrown out because lately I was so irredeemably horny all the time. I had a brief moment of shame at my behaviour, but standing there in my bedroom, completely naked and loving the feeling of the fresh morning air on my skin made me realise that shame was an unnecessary feeling when it came to our sexuality and a terrible thing that was forced on us by our parents and society. I made a decision that I would not be beholden to it anymore. I had hidden from the world for far too long and I made a promise to myself that I would live my life the way I saw fit from now on. If that meant I was a slut then so be it. I would be a happy little slut for the rest of my days rather than being a bored, sad, lonely, good girl.
I picked out a skirt that was not as short as the one I had purchased on Sunday but still looked nice on me. I slipped it up my legs and smiled at the still unusual feeling of the silky lining of my skirt sliding over the bare flesh of my butt. I decided to challenge myself and see how long I could go without wearing any underwear and as such, decided not to put any on until I bought some. I guess you could say it was a test run to see if I was game enough to go without underwear for any length of time. Just the thought of doing this felt so naughty and so damn good. I ran downstairs and after looking at the clock I realised I really had to scoot if I was going to catch the early train. I once again grabbed a breakfast bar as I ran out the door and made my way to the train station.
I all but ran down the stairs and fervently hoped that I wouldn't trip and fall. Wearing a skirt with no panties would give everyone a hell of a show if I did. As fun as it would be to flash an entire train station, that isn't the way I would choose to do it. I nearly skidded to a halt as I entered the platform, I had forgotten just how busy the first train was and I was suddenly reminded of why I didn't catch this train. The place was packed with people.
The train came out of the tunnel and stopped in front of us and everybody began to move forward. I moved towards my usual place on the train but even down the back, it was still at least three-quarters full. I sat down and was immediately surrounded by people who sat all around me. I hated the feeling, it seemed to sap the confidence right out of me. I missed my usual morning commute with people that I knew. Well, I didn't know them obviously but they were the familiar faces I was used to. This train seemed to be full to the brim and everyone seemed to be more stressed than those I usually travelled with. It's incredible the difference one hour of the day makes.
Stop after stop came and went and with each one more stressed-looking people squeezed on. There was no way I would be able to play on this train the way I had on the usual one. I focused on nibbling my breakfast bar and trying not to pay too much attention to the other commuters and by the time we got to the city, I was feeling claustrophobic and I couldn't wait to get off the train. I stepped out of the carriage and took a deep breath. Who would have thought I would miss my normal commute? I even missed teasing the man that I had been travelling with. I wondered if he would be sad to have missed me or if he was wondering where I was. I looked at my watch and thought he would be standing at the station right now. I wondered if he was looking around the platform trying to spot me.
I walked out of the train station but instead of turning right, I walked across the road. Two blocks up the hill was the lingerie store and they were just opening for the day when I got there. The girl working in the store was lovely and was happy to point me in the direction of what I was after but also talked me into getting some other things as well. By the time I left, I had spent way more than I intended to and I had to admit that I was impressed with her skills as a saleswoman. I bought a pack of cotton G-strings, the items I was after, as well as a pair of lacy panties that seemed to serve little more purpose than gift wrapping. The fact that that's what I wanted to be using them for anyway seemed completely appropriate. I also got a very sexy teddy and a see-through nightie. I had no idea who I was likely to get to wear them for but I sure wanted to and I knew exactly who I wanted to see me in them.
I walked back down the hill towards the train station and then turned left towards work. I was loving walking around town with no panties on. It was like having the juiciest secret, pun fully intended, and knowing that no one around me knew it. Unless, of course, I shared it with them. Which, I wanted to do but I still have an aversion to being arrested.
I got to work a few minutes ahead of when I normally would, thanks to the early train and quick service in the lingerie store. I turned from the elevator and was a little surprised to see the door not open yet. I dug in my bag for the keys and opened everything up. I went through my usual morning routine of turning everything on and made myself a cup of Stefan's delicious new coffee. I sat at my desk and opened the e-mails. I would normally go through them from oldest to newest unless there was one I specifically needed to get to first. Today, however, at the top of the list was one from Stefan, so I opened it first.
It was an apology that he would be late, which was odd as it was something that he had never done before and a list of things that he needed me to do ASAP. Something major had occurred overnight with one of our biggest clients and it needed dealing with straight away. This wasn't unheard of in our business but wasn't a frequent occurrence. I took a sip of my coffee as I responded, letting him know that I was at work and working on the situation already.
It meant that my morning was particularly busy and I was kept on my toes as e-mails kept coming in for sudden changes to orders and paperwork. I didn't have time to think about anything else but the task at hand this morning. It all came to a halt at around eleven o'clock when the deadline for the contract had been met. I sighed a deep sigh of relief and realised two things at once. My cup of coffee was still half full albeit stone cold, and I was busting for a pee.
I took my cup to the sink and rinsed it out. I would have put more coffee on to brew but the running water in the sink reinforced just how badly I needed to pee. I all but ran to the bathroom. I lifted my skirt and had a moment of confusion when I went to pull down my panties and there were none there. I chuckled as I sat down, then sighed in relief. The relief was short-lived, however, as my phone began ringing. Normally I would have ignored it but it was Stefan and he had been sounding very agitated on the emails, and I didn't want to add to the pressure.
I answered and tried to keep the sounds muffled as much as I could but there was no way I could stop now after holding on so long. At first, I thought I had gotten away with it but that only lasted about two seconds.
“Hi, Stefan.”
“Hi, Sam... Uh it's a very echoey line, where are y... Oh. Oh sorry.”
Was there going to be a day anytime soon when I didn't blush?
“It's okay, sorry to answer here but I thought it was important.”
“No, sorry. It's okay, I'll be back soon and I'll talk to you then.”
He hung up without waiting for a reply and I sat there feeling like a complete lunatic.
“Who answers the phone on the loo? Sam, you idiot.”
Great, now I'm talking to myself again. I tidied up and returned to the office. I put some water in the coffee machine and got it going again. I got my lunch organised and sat down to eat while trying to turn my embarrassment down from eleven to a manageable level. I felt so silly and when Stefan walked back into the office, I felt myself blushing yet again. I noticed he was blushing too. I had to break the ice because I couldn't bear the thought of feeling so silly all day.
“Hi Stefan, I put some fresh coffee on for us. I'm... I'm so sorry about that awkward phone call.”
Unsurprisingly, he blushed even deeper.
“Thanks for doing that and I appreciate what you have done this morning, I know it's been a crazy morning. As for the phone call, I'm sorry you haven't had enough time to yourself today. I shouldn't have called when I did.”
I smiled at his graciousness and then chuckled.
“It's okay. Besides, if the worst thing between us is that you have heard me pee then I think we're still doing okay.”
He chuckled too and was still blushing but it had done the trick and we both seemed to relax a little.
“Why don't you bring your lunch into the office and I'll make us a coffee, maybe I'll get to eat something today after all.”
There was a moment where I was thinking, Ooh yes please, but then he held up his sandwich. I picked up my salad bowl and followed him into the office. He had a particularly nice suit on today and it highlighted his fabulously firm ass. I wanted to just reach out and cup it in my hand but I managed to resist the temptation. Stefan pulled the chair out for me and then placed his sandwich on his desk. He was being a little less subtle today I noticed as he had placed the chair quite deliberately in the same spot it was in yesterday. Just far enough back from the desk to allow him a view over the desk of my thighs as I sat there. I smiled as I sat down and watched as he went back out to get the coffee.
I looked around and had to admire the view from his office window. It truly was a stunning view and probably worth a pretty penny or two. I was looking down at the neighbouring buildings and the clear view of the city out to the bay. It would be a crying shame if anyone built a high-rise in front of it. Stefan walked back in with the coffees and noticed where I was looking.
“I still get caught up in that view myself from time to time. There's been times when I have considered going to a different location to cut costs a bit but I know I would probably end up paying just as much for some grungy hole that's not even in the city.”
“It sure is amazing. I think your dad was an incredibly smart man when he got that fixed lease when this building was first built. I bet the owners are annoyed when you consider what they could get for it now.”
“One of the benefits of being one of the investors in the building project in the first place and it didn't hurt that the man who built and owns this was his best mate from before they even came out to Australia.”
I laughed because this was something I had been trying to wrap my head around for years. Mario was never one to share information and it was pretty clear that my role here didn't include questions about such things. Not that I had an issue one way or another, I just assumed he felt that sort of thing was none of my business, which it wasn't, I was just curious. Stefan looked at me quizzically when I laughed. I waved my hand as though to say it was not important.