PublicNudiy/An Author
"...an author. A very good one, I might add," you say with only a hint of smug in your voice.
"Really? I never knew that."
"That's because I keep it a secret. I use a pseudonym."
"What is it? I wouldn't mind reading some of your stories."
"Um, I would rather not share it. Sorry..."
You can help but blush. Yes, you are an author, something your family knows, but none of them know that you mainly write smutty erotica. You'd die of embarrassment if they ever found out, and Tyler finding out? Not an option.
Thankfully though, he seemed to understand.
"Okay, I promise not to pry," he said.
"Thanks."
It wasn't long before you entered the parking lot, and as you went over the speed bumps scattered throughout it you couldn't help but notice Tyler glancing your way. You smirked. Try as he might to be discrete, you could tell that he was watching your boobs bounce under your sweater with each bump even when restrained by your seat belt. You went the long way to your parking spot, giving your nephew plenty of time to enjoy the show before you had to get out.
"Okay, here we are!" You say upon parking.
Leaving the car and grabbing his bags you enter the elevator and hit the number for your floor, and soon enough you arrive back at your apartment.
"Well, here we are!" You gesture to the room. "Here, as you can tell, is the living room and adjoining kitchen. The guest room is at the end of the hall on the left, right across from the bathroom. My room is at the end."
"Nice place you got. I think I'll like it here."
"Thank you! Now, I'm going to take a quick shower since I didn't have time this morning, while you can unpack and get familiar with the place."
"Sure thing."
With that you both head to your respective rooms. You nearly forget to close the door before peeling off your dress, slipping off your boots, and grabbing a towel. It's a small thing, showing off plenty of cleavage and your entire legs, and just wrapping it around you give you a naughty idea.