Today started in possibly the most embarrassing way: as I was walking to the start line for the park run some guy said “hello again”, and it took me a moment before I realised it was the guy who’d seen me running around nude on Monday! Then he smirked and said “you decided to wear your kit today then?” and I just said “Yeah, I thought I would, just for today”. He actually isn’t bad looking but a bit scrawny for me.

I didn’t speak to Mel, though, and then came home, showered, and got ready for the big event this afternoon. Without spoiling it too much, it wasn’t as much fun as the last time, when Ellie came around and we baked everything with her nude the whole time. This time Elie and Stephen brought everything with them, so they turned up around two o’clock. Stephen looked petrified as he went to the kitchen and Ellie said the two of them had to get things ready. So I had to go to the front room and listen to the two of them and, well, it got more amusing when I started to listen carefully and I heard Stephen saying “I can’t go in there like this,” and Ellie saying “it’s too late now because you’ve already agreed to it, and I’m sure Kate’s seen it all before,” and then Stephen: “Yes, but it won’t go down! It’s bad enough being nude but I don’t want to be like… this.” So I could guess what his problem was and it made me giggle. Then Ellie said “So you want me to give you a blowjob, is that it?” and Stephen said “no! Not in Kate’s kitchen!” although I bet he really did.

Ten minutes later the problem had not solved itself, and there had obviously been no blowjob, because Ellie came in, wearing a lovely flowery dress, and Stephen followed, wearing nothing at all, carrying a tray of tea, and sporting the most enormous erection.

He saw me look at it and I said I didn’t realise we had an extra guest, and he went so red, but it did wave at me so it can’t have been that bad. Then he had to go and get cakes and Ellie sat down giggling, and I noticed he’s got quite a nice bum. When he came back he sat with us, with me and Ellie on the sofa and Stephen trying to hide his bobbing manhood in the chair opposite. It was both sexy and funny at the same time.

The erection didn’t stop the whole time: it was just looming there, always in the corner of my eye, and I wondered what Ellie had to complain about because surely he didn’t even need to know what to do with it with any particular skill to make her happy.

At some point Ellie went off to the loo and I was left alone with Stephen and he went extremely quiet. I just started rambling about what a nice way to spend the afternoon this was and I hoped it became a regular fixture, and maybe now he sees it’s not so bad to be naked perhaps he should spend more time that way.

That was when Ellie came back and asked what we were talking about. I said how Stephen was finding it okay sitting around in the nude (although he never actually said that), and then Ellie went and sat across his thigh, the folds of her dress draping over his bare skin, and his cock just waved and waved, and I could see just a hint of moisture at the tip. It would have been funny if he’d ejaculated there and then but he held it back, and Ellie pretended not to notice as she said that whenever either of their flatmates were out she would institute a no-clothing rule.

Stephen was concentrating too hard on controlling himself to say anything and I just laughed at the pair of them, because I have a feeling Ellie may have finally worked out how to spice up their sex life.

They left a while later, with Stephen out of the room for a while as he tried to fit himself back into his trousers, and I just said to them to have fun when they got home.

Now I feel jealous and I’m left home by myself.

I can’t believe it’s Friday. I came home on time from work, stripped off and sat in the back garden in the nude with a glass of wine. I stayed near the back door but maybe some neighbours over the back could see me. Fun if they could! I didn’t have much wine, though, because I really do have to make it to the park run tomorrow morning or Mel will make me run around naked again, and although it was fun I only want to do it again on my own terms!

I was short with Tim at work again today. I really need to get over that. It’s not his fault he’s seen me naked. Actually, that’s not as bad as having seen me all-but-naked and on the end of a collar and chain with Mel at the pub. Nudity’s one thing but he must think I’m a right kinky one.

I think Ha noticed as she asked if everything was okay with “my team” (which is Tim and Rachel). I said yes but I was just a bit stressed about all the new work. She said we needed a girl’s night in, which I’m always up for, but I can’t do one this weekend because Ellie and Stephen are coming over on Saturday.

I messaged Ellie to make sure Stephen hadn’t backed out. She said no, and also that after the last one where she served us both in the nude they had the best sex yet, so she hopes it will have the same effect if Stephen is naked as if she was. I replied that I don’t think Stephen naked will be quite the erotic figure that she is, and then she asked if that meant I fancied her! I didn’t reply because actually I probably do and I didn’t want to lie, and I didn’t want to tell the truth either.

I got a message from Ana today saying they wanted to go away on the weekend of 8^th August and do I want to come with them. Do I ever! I don’t even know where yet. I wonder if they mean within the UK or somewhere else?

It was a beautiful summer’s evening and Pilates made me far too hot. I do wonder if there actually is a nude Pilates class. I would literally do it naked in the park rather than indoors in that baking heat.

I had a dream last night about leaving the house for a naked run, but I ended up running to work instead. I bumped into Jo and said I had to go and find some clothes, but then she took me to a meeting and I had to try and brazen my way through it, talking about international tax law in front of a big screen and not thinking about everyone staring at my naked body. Then when I went back to my seat and sat next to Jo she put her hand on my thigh and squeezed it and said I’d done a good job, and then her finger touched between my legs and… I woke up and I had to masturbate straight away. It was a good dream.

Funnily enough, I didn’t go to work nude, but I did have to do a presentation to the Belarusian company. The press release is going out next week.

Mel was so mean to me this evening. I turned up at her place after work and she buzzed me into the building but told to wait downstairs as she’d come and get me because we were going out. I waited outside the door, because I didn’t want Mel to punish me for being clothed inside the building, and Mel came out five minutes later.

I asked her where we were going and she just said to follow her, and she didn’t seem in a great mood so I thought it wasn’t going to be anywhere fun. We started heading back towards my place, and then we turned down a side road into the sports field, where the park run is, and as soon as we got to the corner where the route passes Mel turned, stood with her arms crossed and said “Get undressed.”

I was like: “What, here?” because although it was early evening and it was mostly empty there were a couple of runners doing laps. (The 5k route is about three laps of the field.)

So Mel said I’d missed the park run on Saturday and I hadn’t told her, and she’d warned me what would happen! I said I’d done it yesterday, and she said she didn’t care, and that I didn’t have my running shoes so she said I’d have to do it bare foot, because my work shoes were no good for running in at all. I said I couldn’t do it, but Mel said that I had brought this on myself, and I should know that if I didn’t then I’d only make it worse for myself. I believed her.

So I kicked my shoes off and stared as much daggers as I could muster I pulled my dress off and pretty much threw it at her. I asked Mel if she was going to run with me and she laughed and said no, she would wait here and watch, unless I ran too slowly in which case she might just leave and take my clothes with her, so I’d better get going.

She’d do it too, so off I went, boobs and bum wobbling along as I started around the route. What a sight it must have been.

I was lucky that there were no walkers out and even though I’m not a fast runner there wasn’t anyone catching me up on the first lap, but I got nervous as the route passes closer to the entrance gates, in case someone came in, but then I distracted myself by scowling at Mel as I went past.

I was mortified on the second lap as I saw a guy running in the opposite direction. He must have thought I was crazy (am I?) and gave me a wide berth, but a smile at the same time, which actually made me feel better.

That got me round the second lap, where I could scowl at Mel again, but I hadn’t really thought it through and he was still doing another laps too so I had to pass him again. This time he said “hi again”. I’m not sure if that counts as a chat-up line, because there isn’t time for much more, and I was breathing too hard to say anything.

At least Mel was still there when I finished the third lap, because I have no idea what I’d have done if she’d left with my clothes and my keys and everything.

“How was it?” Mel asked, as if she really cared. I told her my boobs didn’t really like it, and she said that would explain why I was so slow today, and how she’d nearly given up and gone home. Then she said “So next time you’ll make sure to tell me if you’re not going to make it on Saturday?” and I nodded.

Mel gave me my dress back and I put my shoes on and came home. I don’t want to tell her but actually, in hindsight, it was kind of fun.