My First Apartment Chapter 1

Larry! Get in here! I've got great news!

What's going on Dad?

I'm getting reassigned!

Where, Dad?

Italy! It's going to be great! The company is giving us a nice house and living expenses and a car. Not to mention a promotion and a huge raise!

That's great Dad! When do you start?

Three weeks! Start packing son

My Dad was really excited about the opportunity. He's been working hard to get this position for the last four years. He was named Vice-president of European Operations. I knew this was an important step in his career.

On the other hand, It was life-changing for me. I was just accepted into college. I applied to over 30 colleges before I was accepted. The college was 35 miles away from our current home. I didn't want to leave. My anxiety was growing by the second. The timing couldn't be worse!

Dad, what about college? I just got accepted to Unity State University. I start in the fall!

Ohh Shit! I forgot about that son.

Well, you can take a year off and join me, or we can find you an apartment.

Can't I just stay in the house? I promise I won't throw any parties.

I'm sorry son, I can't. The house is a lot to take care of especially when you're going to college. Besides, If I sell the house, I can put the money towards your tuition.

I was thinking to myself, My first apartment! This was going to be great! But the thought of my Dad not being around was a bit scary. I started thinking about how different my life was going to be. I knew I was in for big changes, but I had no idea what I was in store for!

It took two weeks to find a nice one-bed, one-bath apartment. It was only a ten-minute drive from school. It was a gated apartment complex. We met the Apartment manager. Her name was Chloe. Chloe was a tall, beautiful, and voluptuous black woman. I could tell immediately she was an educated woman.

My Dad and I liked her. My Dad and I signed the lease and we made arrangements to move in the next day. We rented a truck and loaded everything in it. My father had my mother's clothes stored in the garage. By accident, we loaded them on the truck as well without either of us realizing it.

My mother died of breast cancer three years ago. My Dad and I were devastated by her death. My mother was a housewife. Dad worked and she took care of the house. My mother was a beautiful woman, a full-blooded Hawaiian. My Dad met her while he was in the Army, stationed in Hawaii. They were married for 21 years when she passed away.

I inherited my mother's Black hair, skin tone, and facial features. I also have her very dark brown, almost black eyes. I wasn't a big person for my age. I was 18 years old, 5 foot 8 inches tall, and 148 pounds. I wasn't a major athlete in high school, but I was a good golfer and halfway decent tennis player.

It took us three days to move me in and set up the apartment. I stayed with Dad until he flew to Italy. Dad sold his truck and gave me Mom's Chevy Trailblazer. Dad set me up with a 2500 dollar monthly allowance. While it was a decent amount of money, I was still going to have to find a job.

After 10 days of living in my new apartment, it was clear I needed to find a job to make ends meet. Three days later, there was a flyer posted on the community message board for a maintenance custodian position for my apartment complex. I called Chloe's Voicemail and left a message. I went home and immediately started writing up my resume.

I got a call the next afternoon to meet her at her office at 5 pm the following day for an interview. I took the day and ironed a button shirt and my black slacks and shined my shoes with water and cotton balls like my Dad taught me. I shaved my face very closely. I used the same tinted moisturizer my mother used on my skin and trimmed and filed my nails. I even plucked my eyebrows just a little bit. I really wanted this job. The thought of the job being where I lived and not having to drive to it was too good to pass up.

It was 4:45 pm when I walked into the reception area of the office and sat quietly. No one was at the reception desk. It wasn't unusual for no one to be there, the other lady that worked there only worked part-time. I saw the silhouette of Chloe pacing in her office. I just waited patiently.

At 5:10 pm Chloe walked out of her office. She was wearing skinny jeans and a loose-fitted Yellow T-shirt with 4-inch spike heels. Her makeup was perfect; her lips were dark red, matching her long nails. Her hair was cascading in wavy curly over her shoulders. She was a vision of beauty. I could feel my erection growing.

Larry! Thank you for coming in! I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long!

No ma'am! If you're busy I can come back tomorrow.

Nonsense! You're here now. Come in, have a seat!

I walked into her office and sat where she pointed. I watched her every movement closely. She seemed to do everything with a purpose in mind. If the purpose was to seduce me, it was working. I did my best to not stare at her, but it was almost impossible.

May I see your resume? Chloe asked.

Yes ma'am!

I stood up and handed it to her. Chloe leaned over showing off her beautiful cleavage. I made every effort to look at her face trying to maintain my composure. I succeed for the most part.

Chloe sat quietly reading my resume. She read it twice by my calculations.

I see you added your class schedule to it. I like that! I think we can work with this. The job is fairly simple. Dump the community trash cans. Sweeping the common areas. You will also be cleaning the office and other minor maintenance. Do you think you can handle that?

Yes ma'am, no problem!

The job pays 19 dollars an hour. Weekly hours are 20 to 30 hours a week. You will need to work on Saturday and Sunday dumping the trash. I like to maintain a clean complex. Your daily duties will be mostly a routine but check the maintenance schedule every day before you start.

Can you start tomorrow? Chole asked.

Yes ma'am, what time?

9 am. Most of the residents will be gone to work by then. Stand over here. I have to measure you for your uniforms. How tall are you?

5 foot 8 inches, I answered.

Weight?

148 pounds. I answered.

Chloe took a cloth tape measure and measured my body like a Taylor measuring me for a suit. She wrote down my measurements on a pad of paper.

Thank you, Larry, I'll see you at 9 am. Take these, read them carefully and sign them, and bring them back with you tomorrow!

Yes, ma'am, thank you, ma'am.

Call me Ms. Chloe!

Yes, Ms. Chloe! Thank you again.

You're welcome, honey! See you tomorrow!

Her voice almost sounded flirtatious.

I left the office in a state of joy and wonder. My head felt like it was spinning. I was grateful I got the job. When I walked by the message board, I noticed the job posting was already taken down; she was still in the office. I didn't think much of it, but it did make me wonder a little.

I read through the application and the work responsibilities contract. There was a section in the contract that discussed uniforms and appropriate attire for all duties and events to be determined by management. There was also a section about using the appropriate PPG (personal protective gear).

It stated things like safety glasses, gloves, and compression wear. Another section was about Harassment and mentioned how they were a gender-friendly equal-opportunity employer. There was even a medical plan in the contract. I didn't really need it, I was on my father's health plan.

19 dollars an hour for a part-time job. I was willing to do whatever they wanted me to. Very few 18-year-old people were getting paid 19 dollars an hour. I signed all the documents and double-checked my work.

The next morning I was up early. I wore some old clothes I wore while working in the yard with my Dad. The shirt was really ratty. I couldn't find a decent work shirt. I went through the boxes that were my mother's clothes and found a couple of T-shirts she used to wear when she was trimming her flowers. The shirt was baby blue. It was a slightly tight fit but it looked pretty good. I didn't think anyone else would notice, I couldn't!

With a tumbler of iced coffee in one hand and my paperwork in the other, I walked to the office. I arrived at 8:40 am. When I walked into the office, Chloe looked at me and smiled.

Great! You're early! I have a uniform for you to try on. The uniform was light blue work trousers and a short-sleeved bright blue button shirt. I noticed almost immediately it was a woman's uniform. The pants were a size 6, and the shirt was a size 8.

Ms Chloe, this is a woman's uniform?

I know! Is it going to be a problem?

No ma'am, I just thought I'd be wearing a men's uniform.

I have uniforms on order for you sweetie! But it will take a few weeks to get them. I'm sure you don't want to ruin your clothes. Besides it's all I have on hand right now. Besides no one will notice. It's just pants and a shirt. Ohh! Here are your work boots. I think I got the size right.

Thank you, Ms Chloe.

You can change in the lobby bathroom for now; tomorrow, I expect you to arrive in uniform.

Yes ma'am!

I went and changed into my uniform. It was a little tight in the waist, and the blouse shirt had a little extra material in the chest area than I was used to. Except for the buttons being on the other side, no one could tell.

I put on the work boots and noticed they had a 3-inch block heel. They were a size 10 and fit perfectly. I wore size 8 men's shoes. I walked out of the bathroom and Chloe approved.

Let me show you around and you can get started. We walked the entire complex together. She had a very graceful walk. I couldn't help myself, I was constantly stealing glances at her beautiful form. Chloe was very fit and trim.

She had a few tattoos poking out. Her ears were pierced with beautiful jewelry. I was very turned on by everything about her.

I started my duties by dumping trash and sweeping. I washed the office windows on the outside. The worst part of the job was cleaning the stall where the trash dumpsters sat. Between the spillage garbage truck and people just throwing the bags over the walls, it was nasty.

The smell was atrocious! I swept and shoveled the area. I grabbed a garden hose and sprayed everything down. I was just finishing my list for the first half of my day when Chloe came up to me.

What are you doing? Chloe asked.

Just cleaning up! I said, It needed it. Besides I couldn't stand the smell! I said.

Nice work Larry! Come on back to my office and get some water!

Yes, Ms. Chloe!

She smiled a very friendly smile.

When I walked into the office she immediately noticed the smell of the dumpster area.

Ohh! Sweetie you stink! Chloe said.

I'm sorry Ms Chloe! I'll go to my place shower and change quickly.

Nonsense, besides it will take too long and you're on the clock! Use my office bathroom and shower. When you are finished I'll have some clean clothes for you to finish the day in.

Yes Ms Chloe!

The office bathroom was 3/4 bathroom. It had a full-size shower and a nice countertop sink and toilet. The mirror had lights all around it. I stripped my smelly clothes and started showering. I noticed after I started washing and shampooing my hair that all the products in the shower were floral-scented.

I saw a razor that looked like a man's disposal razor and shaving cream. I shaved quickly rinsed myself and stepped out to dry myself off. As I dried myself I noticed my dirty clothes were missing and there wasn't any clothes to change into. I tied the large pink bath towel around my waist. I grabbed another and wrapped up my slightly long hair. I didn't want to drip water everywhere.

I peeked out of the bathroom and Chloe wasn't in her office. The clothes she left me were folded on the corner of her desk on the other side of the office. I carefully looked around and didn't see anyone. I grabbed the clothes and hustled back to the bathroom.

I started unfolding the clothes, a pair of white cotton thong panties and a white sports bra fell out. I was shocked by the undergarments. I wasn't sure what to think. I figured I'd better just put everything on, I really needed this job.

I put on the undergarments and tucked myself between my legs. I started getting dressed. It was then I noticed the pants were skin-tight leggings with stirrups. The seam in the back separated and shaped my butt cheeks. The uniform blouse was fitted at my waist. My belly button was on full display. I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe how feminine I looked. I got an erection immediately.

I used a hair tie and tied my hair back in a small ponytail. I was just about to leave the office when Chloe came back.

Ohh! Larry! It fits you perfectly! Do you like your new uniform?

It's different! But it's comfortable! I didn't want to say anything derogatory; I needed this job.

I know the undergarments are not what you are used to, but this will help prevent any chaffing you might have to a minimum in this heat. The leggings are rip-resistant and will keep you cooler during the hot summer. Custodians can't wear shorts. The sports bra will prevent your nipples from chaffing.

Isn't the blouse a little short? I asked.

Not at all! This way you won't snag your shirt on anything. I like your ponytail, very appropriate! Chloe said with music in her voice. I better let you get back to work. Make sure you come back to punch out before you go back to your apartment.

Yes Ms Chloe! Thank you for the uniform.

You're welcome darling! She said with the same flirtatious smile. I was nervous about walking around in this new uniform, but a uniform is part of the job! I really needed this job. I finished my rounds. I caught a few people staring at me, but I just kept working.

I started to notice a wiggle in my hips as I walked around in the 3-inch heel boots. I started to realize it was easier to walk shifting my hips side to side. I could also feel new muscles working that I never used before. I wasn't sure what to think, but I didn't hate it.

I was actually beginning to enjoy the tight fit of my new uniform. The leggings energized my legs. I noticed a few college-age girls looking at me. They smiled at me. It was rare for me to have any girls looking at me much less smile at me.

I finished up and went back to the office. It was almost 5 pm. Chloe was walking out of her office when I walked into the office. She was dressed in black yoga pants and a hot pink sports bar with a tight yellow half tank shirt. I started getting another erection just looking at her.

Her makeup was minimal with dark pink lip gloss a little foundation and blush. Her eyelashes were long and beautiful. I loved how she looked. She had a very muscular and toned body. Her stomach was all muscle. I noticed her beautiful belly button jewelry dangling as she moved.

All finished? Chloe asked.

Yes Ms Chloe!

I want you to wash your uniform tonight so you can start fresh in the morning. Wash it on cold water setting and hang everything to air dry it. Do not put anything in the dryer, or it will ruin it! I'll buy the uniforms, but if you ruin them in the wash you pay for them!

Do you Understand? She asked.

Yes Ms Chloe!

Good work today Larry, I'll see you at 9 am .

Thank you Ms Chloe!

Good night Darling!

She touched my shoulder softly. I watched her walk to her Camaro. I was admiring every step she took. I went back to my apartment and showered again. I could feel the leggings pulling at the few hairs my legs had when I took them off. I used a bottle of Nair I found in my mom's things. I did my legs first then I started on my chest and armpits. Before I realized it I removed all my body hair. There wasn't that much, but it's all gone now.

I used my mother's exfoliating scrub and body moisturizer. I washed my face and used the tinted moisturizer on my face and let it soak in. I washed my uniform as instructed and let them dry on hangers.

I started going through my mother's old things. I found almost everything she owned. I found all her jewelry, her makeup, undergarments, clothes, shoes and her grass skirts for hula dancing.

I thought Dad had donated most of her things, but he didn't. My Dad loved my mother deeply. They rarely ever argued. My Dad always kissed her when he left for work and when he came home. My mom made every golf and tennis game I had in high school. My mother actually taught me how to play tennis.

I put on her grass skirt and hula top. I looked in the mirror and I started to feel my mother's love again. I could see my mother's image within my own. I started brushing my lashes with mascara, I used her lipstick and her foundation. It was uncanny how much I looked like my mother.

I never crossdressed before. The feeling was exhilarating! When I started walking around it felt even better. I was loving my smooth body and the feeling of the makeup and the way I looked.

I looked through my mother's jewelry box and found several pairs of earrings. All of them required pierced ears to wear them. I started thinking about piercing my ears. I wanted my ears to look like Chloe's ears. I hesitated at the thought because I need to keep my new job.

Thursday morning I added a little mascara to my lashes to help with sun glare. My routine was the same, except I had to change some light bulbs for Mrs Wilson. Mrs Wilson was a sweet woman, she was about 70 years old. I changed her light bulbs and changed the filter in her furnace for her air conditioning.

She said thank you sweetheart. You are a lovely young lady!

I was a little shocked by her comment, but I could see she was trying to be nice.

You're welcome Ms Wilson! Let me know if you need anything else! Have a great day.

Chloe was dressed in her skimpy workout outfit again when I was punching out.

Great work today Larry! Mrs Wilson said you were a very nice young lady! She had a big smile on her face.

She was very nice to me, I didn't see the need to correct her. I didn't want her to feel bad.

I appreciate that Larry. It's important to keep the residents happy.

Thank you Ms Chloe!

You're welcome Larry see you tomorrow!

G'night Ms Chloe.

G'night Larry.