Once upstairs, Tiffany headed to the room belonging to Linda, the mother of the family.
After opening the door and walking inside, she began to remove her clothes until she was completely naked and then started putting on an outfit that she had picked out from Linda's drawers and closet. The first thing she put on was a plain white bra and panty set, before sliding nude pantyhose up her legs where they came to a rest just above her hips.
Next, she put on a black knee-length skirt and white blouse, followed by a matching black business jacket. Finally, she slipped her feet into a pair of black 2-inch high heeled pumps.
She took a moment to gaze upon herself in the mirror. The outfit was way more modest than anything she ever wore before and barely showed off her curves in any way, including her tits (tits? no, they're called breasts), but she felt completely fine looking this way. She felt a sense of professionalism that she had never felt before.
Tiffany grabbed a purse that was sitting on the dresser, then slung it over her shoulder before heading back downstairs. She needed to make sure that Mikey had his breakfast before heading to school. She had no idea why, though. She just felt a certain responsibility for the kid - the kid she barely knew. Or did she?
After yelling upstairs to Mikey, telling him to come down and have some breakfast, Linda headed back to the kitchen, tightening her robe. All she needed to do was feed her son, send him off to school, then get dressed herself before heading off to work. She was a secretary at a downtown law office.
But then suddenly, she felt like it wasn't her problem. In fact, she even left the house, not even caring about her son Mikey (was he her son?) or going to work. She only had one thing on her mind at the moment and that was finding something new to wear.
