I live on the second floor of the apartment building, so it’s alot less likely that people can see in the living room sliding glass doors (the bedroom window however is another story, it’s about street-level). But I’ve never been standing down there in the parking lot near those other buildings so I couldn’t quite say for sure.
Sometimes I wish that my apartment was on the first floor for purely exhibitionist reasons (but then there are so many other reasons why I wouldn’t want the first floor, so second floor won out). So many years ago that it seems like a past life, I was with a new boyfriend in his first floor apartment. He only had the curtains that came with the place and apparently they weren’t very heavy. He didn’t have much furniture at that point, and we were fucking on the floor of his living room, not thinking much of the fact that we were also right in front of the sliding glass door. A friend who lived in the same complex happened to be taking his trash out that night and to get to the dumpster he had to walk past our building and window/door. That night he saw me, riding my boyfriend like a bucking bronco, perfectly silhouetted through the curtains. Now, he claimed to have kept on walking, but I know better; he was a true perv and I know he stood there as long as he was able to get away with it. I didn’t tell my boyfriend that we were spotted and I made sure that we fucked on the living room floor at night more often.
(oh and no, my tits are not fake and they don’t stand at attention like that on their own, haha. My hands were not in the shot)