That's a Job for a MILF 30

PART 2 – A NEW LIFE

A mild spring sun and a refreshing afternoon breeze pleased Suzanne as she walked down the street after spending the day shopping. She had loved the time she had spent in the clinic – it had changed her life, after all – but it was nice to be out again. She felt free and thrilled, knowing that this was the beginning of a brand new life. Completely immersed in her new persona, she was truly feeling like a widow woman ready to start over. 

A few days after Suzanne spent the night with Tony, she received a call from Mr. Hill, her new boss, asking if she could take up her new position the following week. Feeling scared, excited and anxious, all at the same time, she said: "Yes, sir! I'll definitely be there!" 

Suzanne still didn't know how she had gotten that job so easily. According to her diary, she had sent resumes to several companies after the death of her husband, and had received an offer from Mr. Hill. However, even though she felt like the woman who had written that diary, she knew she hadn't sent any resume at all. Most likely, all this had been arranged by Mrs. Larsen, and once again Suzanne wondered how that woman could do those amazing things. 

She then moved to a small but charming apartment, not far from her new job. And obviously she wasn’t living alone…

"Mom, look at that skirt!" said Brianna, pointing to a shop window. "OMG, I need it, like, so badly!" 

"Don't you think we've already bought enough clothes for today, Bree, honey?" 

"Oh, don't be like that, mom! I know you're enjoying shopping as much as I am!" 

"Of course I am, sweetie! I'm a woman, after all! But I think that skirt is a little too short for you..."

"Seriously, mom?! Like, have you seen what I am wearing right now? You know I looove short skirts! And all the girls my age use stuff like that!"

Suzanne smiled, looking at her daughter. Her new personality continued to amaze the older woman every day. Brianna, who used to be a serious middle-aged woman, was now acting as a perfect bubbly young lady – not to mention her appearance, which had changed even more during the last few days of their stay at the clinic… 

For her supposed eighteenth birthday, Suzanne allowed Brianna to have some more work done by Dr. Reid. After the procedure, she was the proud owner of tempting D-cup boobs. Besides that, her waist was smaller and her butt was slightly bigger. She had also received a new makeover, so now she had long, wavy platinum hair. Lastly, after spending so much time sunbathing, she had acquired a nice tan. Brianna looked like a completely new person. There was no trace of Christine Moss, the executive she had been in the past. 

That evening, she was wearing a tiny pink top, exposing a lot of her fantastic new boobs, a mini denim skirt, and 4-inch sandals. Suzanne was wearing a black lace blouse with red details, which also emphasized her big mature boobs, a white pencil skirt, pump heels, and large sunglasses. The two women had received a lot of attention walking through the city, and they would be lying if they say that they weren't pleased about this.

"Fine, Bree!" Suzanne said. "You can get this skirt, but after that you're going home, okay? Remember that I haven't started my new job yet, so we need to save some money." 

"Oh, mom, you're the best!" The young woman said, hugging and kissing her mother. "Love you!" 

Suzanne knew she shouldn’t spoil her daughter so much, but she just couldn't help it. She loved the girl so much… Also, since Suzanne had been very repressed during her youth, she wanted her daughter to be as free and happy as possible. So what if the girl liked to wear short skirts and low-cut tops? Suzanne had had the same desire at the girl's age (and in fact she still liked showing off her body), but had been forbidden to do so by her father, which only did her harm. 

Brianna would be fine. She was pretty and proud of it. What was the problem with that? Also, despite the way she liked to act, Suzanne was convinced that she was a smart girl, and would get even wiser with age, just like her mother…

Wow, now what was all that? Suzanne wondered, astonished, as they entered the shop. For a moment it was as if she had forgotten who Brianna was for real… The bond between them was getting stronger every day… And looking at that young woman who was excitedly running toward the skirt she had liked so much, it was almost impossible to believe that even for a moment she still thought of herself as an older, reserved woman...