I’m excited because I have just got the keys to my new house, I will finally have somewhere to call my own after going back to live with my parents for the last four months. I have only recently got divorced from my ex-husband and we agreed that he kept the house and gave me the cash for my half. I wanted a fresh start and I felt I wouldn’t get that living in the house we had bought together so doing this seemed the perfect solution. Sad really as there was no-one else involved to cause us to get divorced but I couldn’t put up with his jealous mood swings any longer, both my parents and all my friends began to dislike him and encouraged me to get out of the marriage.

I am an attractive girl and I had always kept myself looking slim and sexy for him, I work out hard down the gym and we would often go together but even there he used to get jealous. He hated the way the other guys would stare at me when I used the equipment, he said he could see them admiring my pert tits bouncing up and down as I pedaled hard on the static bicycle and how my arse cheeks clenched tight as I lifted up the weights. I stopped going with him after he nearly came to blows with my gym instructor, he accused him of brushing his hands against my tits as he lifted the weights onto me. He stopped what he was doing and came over to us from across the room shouting and ranting at the poor guy, I was so embarrassed I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me.

The stupid thing was it was all so unnecessary, I didn’t flirt or tease any other guys when I was married to him, I tried to explain that I dressed sexily just for him and couldn’t help it if other men found me attractive. He used to love me to wear short skirts and low cut tops when we went out together but would then spend the evening working himself up to a right old state if anyone so much as glanced at me. Anyway its all behind me now and I love going out with my girlfriends and they are amazed at what a sexy flirt I have become, I just tell them I am having some fun for a change and I really enjoy all the attention I am getting. My colleagues can’t believe the difference in me either as I used to be this proper little lady at work, all demure and professional as I sat behind my receptionist desk, now I tease and flirt with all the fit guys who come into the foyer of the building where I work.

There are eight offices in the building where I work and all the staff have to walk past my desk as they come in or leave to go home, most of them stop at the counter to have a quick chat and I can see them glancing at my legs as I sit swivelling on my chair. I know my skirt has ridden up a little bit and they can just get a glimpse of my stocking tops, I love to watch them get turned on as I cross and uncross my legs. Sometimes they will need something from my filing cabinets and as I bend over I catch them out of the corner of my eye staring at my firm little arse as my skirt pulls taut across my bum.