I once hid the clothes of my ex-girlfriend on the balcony of our hotel room while she was taking a shower. She was the kind of girl that sometimes liked to change in front of a window and then "forget" about closing the curtain.
This time wasn't different. She walked out naked from the shower. The curtains were open. She noticed her clothes were gone and asked me where her clothes were. With a big smile I said that I didn't know. "Maybe you didn't bring any clothes?"
She started to look around. In the closet, under the bed, under the sheets. And then I pointed towards the balcony.
She asked me to retrieve her clothes. I refused and I started to tickle and kis her. Then I lifted her up in my arms and walked towards the window and I whispered: "If you want your clothes, you get them yourself."
She smiled shyly and said: "Hmmm. Ok."
Then I lowered her to the floor, but I did so intentionally clumsy. I held on to her left leg a little bit too long and held my right arm a little too much to the back, which caused her to lose her balance a bit and resulted in her spreading her legs for a second or two towards the window. I don't know if she actually realized it. But anyway we were both laughing and when she regained her balance she went outside to retrieve her clothes.
One funny observation: She was totally fine to walk around naked in the room or stand in front of the window without covering her breasts or her pussy, but as soon as the sliding door to the balcony opened she covered her breasts with one arm and her pussy with her other hand.
