After A and I got married in our mid-20s, we lived in the MD suburbs of DC, in a 12th floor apartment in a three building complex that overlooked a major intersection.
The balcony of our apartment had the advantage of facing both the road and one of the adjacent buildings. As newlyweds, we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other, and since we had long history of playing in fun ways (see https://www.reddit.com/r/SluttyConfessions/comments/u6mf91/that_one_time_in_a_san_diego_area_park/) , we talked about what kind of fun we could have on that balcony. A is a light-skinned latina, petite, 34B, dark brown shoulder length hair. I’m white, 6’1″ and about 190 at the time. She’s 21, I’m 23 at the time – almost 30 years ago.
One cool fall evening about a year after we got married, A finally got up the courage (helped by a couple of Guinness beers) to take our lovemaking to the balcony. It was about 10PM on a Saturday night. I think she thought more people would be in bed… she was wearing a sexy silky lavender robe that barely covered her ass. I was in a navy blue terrycloth bathrobe. Neither of us had anything on underneath.