Jamie, making a simple trade

It was a simple exchange thought Jamie as she stretched in a rather large tent. Well, the exchange was simple, but the terms on both sides were not, you see Jamie in all of her 5'3'' athletic glory was madly in love with a trans woman called Madison. Madison was aware of this and they've both shared those feelings and an apartment for several weeks now.

However, Jamie was a girl with needs, needs she couldn't satisfy because they hadn't gotten to that point in their relationship yet and she didn't like sleeping around. Needs would persist however until Jamie asked the big question.

"Madison, I love you with all my heart and soul. But respectfully I would feel more comfortable if we were more...active?" A big simple question, or so she assumed.

"Hm...maybe you need to earn that first. What are you offering?" Madison asked in return, her tone was sly, her attitude bemused. Jamie knew she was interested in it, but also too playful to simply say yes.

"Anything that you feel matches how daring that feat would be?" Jamie offered diplomatically, without quite realising the can of worms she'd opened up.

So here she was, stretching in a tent on the side of a road. Clad in a pair of running shorts, a tight shirt and running shoes, she was clearly ready to run. She even had her number '13' painted on the outsides of her thighs and on either shoulder, she figured they'd need a way to ID her in the race.

Biting her lip Jamie exited the tent, walking out into the road to join 8 other similarly dressed women. A seated crowd on either side of the track as well as a few more tents, it wasn't a small running event, but it wasn't too big for what she was going to do. Tuning out the announcer she got into position, focusing on simply finishing the race...and of course not flubbing the start. This would need a careful motion, and some near expert balance, at least at the start.

That was the sound of the countdown, ten seconds, time enough for her to get ready and set. Her heart raced, she'd never done anything like this in her life, but she wanted, no needed to do this. Modesty was something she'd eagerly shunted out of mind.

At the sound of the start gun everyone set off, Jamie included. But as she set off her hands went to her waistband, before anyone could react her shorts were on the concrete, her hands already slipping her shirt over her head. It only took a second or two, barely slowed her down as she set off naked.

Her mind went back to Madison's request.

"We can have all the sloppy sex you want. But I want you to take part in your next race naked"

"Naked? I can do that...easy, probably. But it better be messy sex"

"Oh you know it Jamie"