When I work up to see all the snow on the ground this morning, I decided it was the perfect day to work from home. I live out in the country and, figuring that my normally 45-minute commute would take me about two hours today, I figured it wasn't worth even trying to drive in. Fortunately my company is cool about these kinds of things.
I figured, however, that before I hunkered down and got to work that I should probably shovel the snow. The plow guy had already come to take care of my driveway, but my sidewalks and deck needed to be cleaned off. Considering that it was much too cold to do that in the nude, so I pulled on my ski pants and a parka, and got to work. When I finished about 45 minutes later, I was hungry. I've been so busy at work, however, that I haven't had time to grocery shop and there was nothing to eat in the house--there wasn't even enough coffee to make a whole pot!
I decided it was time for a trip out to the store. As I thought about getting dressed, though, it occurred to me that my shoveling outfit was good enough for the trip out and the thought of being almost naked was starting to turn me on. I put my stuff back on and headed for the nearest gas station.
When I got to the store, there were several other people there that were dressed similar to me, all of whom were presumably heading to a nearby ski area for the day. As I watched them, I thought about how none of them probably had any clue that I was naked under my outwear and I started to get excited. I grabbed a breakfast sandwich, a cup of coffee, and some cold cuts so that I'd have something for lunch and got back in my car.
As I was driving home, I realized that I had never zipped my jacket when I left the house. Although my bib-style ski pants kept everything covered, it must have been quite apparent to anyone in the store that I wasn't wearing any kind of shirt. The thought of me being a tease really got me going. I wasted no time when I got home--I pulled off my jacked and pulled down my pants and got myself off in my cold garage, leaning against my open car door. I hadn't even closed the garage door yet.
I spent the rest of the day naked, in front of the computer. Needless to say though, I wasn't quite as productive as I am when I'm at work--there were several pleasure breaks throughout the day!
