I had a message from ENFBoyfriend (Tim) today. It’s funny that he still uses that forum message feature, given that he could just email me now, but I think it helps us both pretend that there’s some separation between me and work and me not at work (and naked). Anyway, it seems that my nude run with Mel was captured on camera! Or at least some of it. He says it’s hard to work out it’s me, but I think anyone who knows me will spot it straight away. Mel’s going to get me into some real trouble sometime soon because without her there’d be no pictures or videos of me anywhere on the Internet.

Anyway, apart from that I spent today reading up on international corporate accounting again. Such a glamorous life! Even doing it naked can’t make it exciting (but I have to admit I do find it interesting).

I made sure I was at the park run this morning, and this time Mel didn’t hang back to run with me. Other than that I’ve had such a backlog of chores and shopping to do and I’m actually glad for a quiet night in.

I had another busy and long day at work. The fourth this week! If it wasn’t for that I might have messaged Elise to see if she wanted to do anything this evening. I’m a bit disappointed I didn’t get anything from her, actually.

I saw Ha today and told her a bit about the holiday. She said it sounded like fun and she was jealous, because the holiday I’d been on with her and Lily had been so much fun too. I said we could still go away together and she said she’d try to think of somewhere that I could get away with being naked! Which was going to be difficult in UK temperatures if we didn’t do it soon.

Anyway, the last day in Poland actually wasn’t that big of a deal, but it was fun. We left late morning and had a mid-evening flight so we took a winding route back. I sat in the front of the car, naked, but Mark had planned a couple of stops for us. So I walked around some castle ruins naked, and we saw an old cave system (but I didn’t go too far inside as it was too cool for my bare skin), and we sat outside a bar in a small village at lunchtime and the locals came and asked Ana why I wasn’t wearing any clothes. I think if that’s all the reaction I’d get then maybe I should move there, although apparently they’re not quite so liberal in all parts of the country. Why can’t people just let each other be themselves?

We got to the car hire place and I realised I was still sitting naked in the passenger seat, and because it needed to be inspected Mark drove it up to the service kiosk and a guy came out. He could already see I was topless, and Ana said there was no point me staying in the seat because we were handing back the keys now. It made his day when he saw I was nude from head to ankles, but at least I had sneakers on!

Ana and Mark teased me as we left the parking lot by saying they didn’t think I needed clothes for the flight. We made it within sight of the airport bus before Ana let me have a dress to throw on, because I don’t think the driver would have let me on otherwise. It felt weird having fabric against my skin all the time.

Anyway, we were so tired when we got back that they went to their place and I came home. It was an amazing weekend, though.

Sorry – work and Pilates has wiped me out for the evening. I promise I’ll write about the last day in Poland tomorrow.

I’ve no energy to write much tonight as I was in work until nearly nine. We have another company interested in our offshore work, after the press release I was in, and it seems like I’m the one with the most knowledge! Which is good for my career but not necessarily good for my life.

The last day of my holiday will have to wait until tomorrow, because Mel happened to me today.

I got to her place as usual and pressed the buzzer and she told me to put my clothes, and even my shoes, into her mailbox and she’d come down to meet me. I thought since it was warm and humid that we’d sit outside again. When Mel came out of the lift she told me to give her the mailbox key, as she had before, and then she handed me a pair of running shoes. I asked what they were for, but I knew already: I’d missed the run on Saturday morning and I hadn’t told her.

I tried to explain that I was with Elise and she said she didn’t care but I had to tell her, and since I’d missed it then I had to do it now. I said I couldn’t go to the park like this because it was a mile away, and I should at least be able to wear something for the walk there. She said that she was going out for a run and I was coming with her, and she’d make sure I could keep up, and if I kept moving fast enough maybe nobody would see me. I said that was ridiculous and I wasn’t going, and she said that was fine, but she was going, and she didn’t know when she’d be back so I’d either have to wait here or walk home naked.

I really didn’t like any of my options and grumbled my way through putting the running shoes on, and then I followed Mel out on to the street.

There were cars. There were a few people. I said to Mel that we had better run so I could get away from the stares, but she said we had to walk for a few minutes to warm up.

So that’s what we did. It was still early and very light, and I heard cars beep their horns, and one guy almost crashed his bike staring at me, and people stared from their windows if they noticed me pass. And then Mel said we’d walked enough and at least as we started to run they couldn’t stare at me for as long.

Mel was running very slowly for her and started asking me about the holiday, but I didn’t have enough breath to answer her. Plus it was really humid and if you think a naked woman running through the streets is a sexy and arousing sight to behold then think again, because I was all wobbling and sweat.

I have no idea how long we ran for or where we went and it was a surprise when we ended up back at Mel’s. I was both getting used to being naked and out on the street and also relieved to be back. Mel asked me if I wanted to come up for a shower but I was too annoyed with her and came straight home.

I’m not sure that I actually hated doing it that much, but I resent that she made me.

Back to the holiday.

So: Sunday morning, and I still hadn’t worn any real clothes all weekend, because just a coat (at the top of a mountain) or boots and gloves (on a horse) don’t count. We had a leisurely morning in the cottage and then went out for a walk and they’d sprung a surprise on me as we came to a small clearing and there was a car parked up and one of Veronika’s staff was there with a picnic set up, including a table and chairs, and some wine! He was a fairly old guy who grinned a lot at seeing a naked girl coming towards him, and by now I’d just about learned how to say “hello” in Polish.

But not long after we arrived he drove off in the car and Ana said he’d be back in a couple of hours to pick everything up, and we ended up lounging around in the grass and, well, one thing led to another and time flew by Ana was about to have her third orgasm when we heard the car coming back, so she had to hastily straighten her clothes out, because her and Mark had stayed mostly dressed (on and off), and we pretended as if we were deep in conversation. But even Ana blushed at that.

It was maybe ninety minutes to walk back, and then we showered, and I asked Ana what I should wear to dinner at the main house and she smiled and said Veronika would be disappointed if she let me wear anything at all.

That didn’t mean I couldn’t get ready, so I had nice shoes and makeup and jewellery that Ana shared with me. I hadn’t really expected it to feel so sexy to be wearing just a necklace across my chest but it really drew attention to my breasts and Mark couldn’t stop staring, despite the fact that he’s seen them all the time for the past few days.

What I wasn’t expecting was that Veronika had some other friends over too! They were all dressed for an evening dinner, and there were eight of us sat around a big table as waiters brought us food and wine. Sometimes they spoke in Polish but everyone also spoke enough English for me to have a conversation with and, of course, they started asking if I was a perpetual nudist. I said I was whenever I could be, which is close to the truth. It was really nice to feel comfortable talking about it, though, and I guess because they were all a bit older it wasn’t at all threatening to be with so many strangers.

One of the older guys suggested to his wife that maybe she could strip off too but she said she thought the time when anyone wanted to see her body had long passed. I said I wouldn’t mind if she wanted to, and her husband seemed keen, but she still wasn’t up for it. She tried to deflect attention by suggesting Ana did instead, and Mark did his best to goad her, but Ana said Mark had his hands full with the pair of us already and she didn’t think he could take it if we were both naked all the time. Mark said he wouldn’t mind giving it a try, and I could see the others wondering exactly what was going on. Funny that they were okay with me being nude but thought it a bit odd if we were in some kind of three-way relationship!

When we got back to the cottage we had one thing to decide: who was going to sleep with who? I actually didn’t mind being alone and said that since the two of them had arranged this whole trip they should spend the last night together. They didn’t object.

So that was the last night, but we still had some of the next day to finish off the holiday.