well cold here so back in my t shirt but still bottomless this evening a solicitor rang the doorbell guess being nude didn't run them all off , wearing a t shirt only surely makes them wonder i would think if i'm nude or wearing underwear yeah not boxers because my run around house t shirts barely cover my cock and ass and if they pay attention down there and move enough my penis will most likely peek out. i didn't pay that much attention tonight but notice the guy look up and down as i stood with door open.
This afternoon the doorbell and of course I was naked as usual. I thought it UPS, as I was expecting a package. To my surprise, it was two women wanting to tell me about God. I was behind the door far enough as to be exposed, but they could tell I was naked. They started talking and I told them I am a Christian. The lady doing the talking said that's good can we come in and share some Scriptures. I said mam as you can see I'm not dressed, I am a nudist and am always naked at home. The lady said it's not a problem. I said if your sure and opened the door. As they walked past, they both glanced down at my semi-hard cock. As we talked, they shared some verses and wanted to know if I thought being a nudist was ok. I told them yes and could show them verses that showed it. I explained that nudity was not sinful, it is made that way by people that could not control their sexual urges. That since the middle ages the church had used it to keep the people in bondage with the thought of perversion. I said that people raised as nudists didn't sexualize the body. I explained the freedoms of being a nudist. They asked if they could come back next week. Of course, I said yes, and told them they were welcome to try being naked, while in a social setting. We'll see what happens next week.
A few years ago before retirement I worked for a company that supplied us with living quarters (manufactured housing with first class amenities) My work days were 14 on and 7 off. So for a week sometimes 2 I was there alone opposite my coworker. When alone in the house I was always nude and we had specific housekeeping visits on certain days. They would clean, mop, change linens, etc., otherwise we were not bothered. One week our day for housekeeping was a holiday and they didn't show. No issue, since I know how to use the washing machine, LOL. BUT, to make up the day they decided to show up on a different day with no alert or forewarning.
The first lady to show up was always Martha, a married and fairly attractive Hispanic lady. When I expected her I usually was wearing a long button up baseball jersey. Eventually she realized I was commando underneath and never complained or said anything, but I caught her at times staring at the gaping flaps at my crotch when I was seated. I never adjusted to close it. Well, this day I was totally nude and seated at my desk/table and she unlocked the door and stuck her head in and said she was here to clean. I asked if she was alone and she said yes and came in. She saw me shirtless behind my desk and said, Not to worry, she didn't mind. And I certainly didn't. She proceeded to rip the sheets and linens and I decided to get up and help her. Yes, I was a bit excited and she said she liked the complement. I invited her to get nude, but her time was short and couldn't.
She finished her part to return later to put the clothes in the dryer, but gave me a warm and hearty hug and rub of my rising erection. I only did this with her a couple of more times and she gave me more attention and made sure our living quarters were extra clean. I miss Martha.
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