For a moment, I contemplated sleeping in the nude. After all my roommate Anagha the air-hostess was working on the flight to New York that night, and wasn't home. I had the apartment all to myself. But, as I would look back with irony later, at that moment I decided I didn't feel comfortable being naked, even in an empty apartment. Surely Anagha wouldn't mind if I borrowed her shorts and t-shirt. We were about the same size, although her boobs were slightly smaller than mine. And with both of us in our mid-20s, we wore similar stuff too. I didn't feel it would be polite to rummage through her closet, so decided to check the clothesline in the balcony. Unlike me, Anagha had been washing her clothes regularly, so she might have something I could use out there.
So with the towel wrapped around my body, I stepped out into the balcony. And just my luck. It was completely empty. Anagha, ever the organized one, had probably put all her clothes away before leaving. I was about to turn around and go back inside when BANG.... a loud sound of a car misfiring down the street. It was past midnight and had been really quiet that night, so the sudden loud bang, which instantly sounds like a gunshot, gave me a start and almost made me jump out of my skin.
That jump made my towel knot come undone. And I watched, as if in slow motion, as the towel unraveled and started falling down. I was late in reacting to grab it, and before I knew it, it had gone below my reach. What's worse is, it fell towards my left, where below the balcony ledge is a grill with bars I now realize have too much space between them. As I bent to grab the towel, I saw it slip through the gap in the bars, and down below.
I instinctively stood up and leaned over the side of the balcony to see the towel float down and land on a ledge. That's when it struck me. I was standing in the balcony bare-ass naked. My ample 34C boobs and my pussy were on full display. I froze for a few seconds, then gradually surveyed the surroundings to see if I had given someone an eyeful. There was no one in any balconies in my building. As it is, more than half the apartments in our newly built building were still unoccupied. There were no people on the road as far as I could see. No cars either except for the one that had misfired and it was a fair distance down the street. And across the road was the unlit half-constructed building which had been abandoned after the builder had gone bankrupt. On either side of the abandoned building were just empty lots. Oh, and since this was a new neighborhood on the outskirts of Delhi, the streetlights had not been installed on all streets yet. The street outside my balcony happened to be one of the dark ones with no lights.