Mommy Are You Serious I Have To Find A Summer Job? Part 3 free porn video

Mommy are you serious I have to find a summer job? Part 3 By Princess Pantyboy Me, Kelly 16-year-old boy Miley 13-year-old little sister that is taller than me. Mrs. Anderson My boss. Sandie Simpson New friend, works with me Authors note: Hello to all! I want to thank everyone for all the sweet comments, and emails. I hope you all enjoy my newest story. I hope to hear from you all soon. Hugs, Princess Miley shakes her head. "No Kelly, you remember the deal you do as I tell you, or maybe I'll send you to work in a diaper tomorrow." I look at Miley like she's crazy. I can imagine her putting a diaper, or even a pull up on me. "Okay Miley, okay Miley I will, you don't have to scare me to death. I told you I will do whatever you want, so you don't tell mommy I have a job working as a girl." Miley stares at me up and down watching me holding the little miniskirt in my hands. "That's a good girl little sister Kellie, you have fun at work. Make sure when you're riding your bicycle to try to keep your legs close together, because everybody's going to be staring at your panties while riding your bicycle. Or I should say, riding my pink bicycle. Make sure you lock it up little sister, unless you want to walk to work." "I will Miley, and thank you for letting me borrow your bicycle so I can get to work. You don't know how it is for me to be wearing a skirt, let alone wearing a miniskirt. I know girls do it every day, but I'm your big brother. Look at me, I look like your little sister. You think I could get any more girly looking?" Miley turns and smiles at me; she opens the front door. "Oh, don't worry little sister, you know I could make you more girly hehehe. Just ask I'll make you more girly, if you're a bad girl. Maybe you could wear plastic panties, to put over your pull-up wouldn't that be fun?" "Okay Kelly, okay I'll be good, I promise, have fun at school. I'll make sure I change when I get home, I promise." Miley smiles at me again, she shuts the door behind her. I could hear her shoes; she runs to the sidewalk to catch her school bus. I go back into my bedroom, the little miniskirt is on my bed. I lift the little girl nightgown over my head, tossing it onto my bed. I slip the little miniskirt up my legs, over my panties. That would be terrible if Miley made me wear a pull-up. It's bad enough I have to wear panties every day, and now I'm wearing a mini skirt to work. I walk over to the mirror that's on the back of my door. I brush my long hair into a ponytail, putting it up higher so it looks more girly. Instead of letting it hang down my back like I used to do, when I dressed like a boy, when I was a boy, but thinking to myself wait, I'm still a boy. I look up and see myself in the mirror. No way I am a girl, even though I have a girl's job. I don't have any boy's clothes, the only clothes I have are my sister's hand-me-downs. I sit on the edge of the bed and I slide up the little socks. Looking at them on my feet, they barely cover my ankles. I slide on the shoes Miley left for me, buckling them. Wow, I remember when Miley wore these shoes, she always looked so girly. I turn and see the clock. I better hurry don't want to be late on my second day of work. I grab my keys, I realize that this miniskirt doesn't have any pockets. I open my closet to find something to put my keys in. I see a whole bunch of dresses hanging up in my closet, no pants at all. Guess I'll have to use one of these purses to put my keys and stuff in. I see a purse that is the same color as this miniskirt, so I take it off the hanger. I toss my keys and my tip money inside. Oh maybe I should put another hair tie, might as well put a brush too, so I can fix my hair. Wow, I am acting more and more like a girl. I run down the stairs, I stop at the front door. I look around to make sure I haven't forgotten anything. I open the front door, I turn around, there's the mirror. "Oh my God that is me, I really do look like a girl." I shake my head, closing the front door, seeing my little sister's pink bicycle leaning up against the garage wall. Putting the strap of the purse over my shoulder, I get on the bicycle. I'm shaking my head riding the bicycle towards the mall. I notice other bicycles coming my way, it is a boy and a girl. Oh no, that was one of my friends from school that rode past on the bicycles. Well I guess it's a good sign that neither the boy nor girl thought I was a boy dressed up like a girl. At least they didn't tease me, thank god they didn't recognize me. I turn and see the bicycle rack outside the mall. I put the bicycle there, locking it up this time, walking over to the front door at the mall. A man walking in front of me stops and holds the door for me. "Good morning young lady, how are you this morning?" I realize he's talking to me. "I'm fine sir, and thank you for holding the door, I hope you have a great day." The man wearing the business suit smiles at me. I notice he looks at me up and down for some reason. Wonder why people keep looking at me up and down, do I look funny? I continue to walk towards Macy's to my job, looking down at myself and then I see my reflection in one of the showcases. I guess people are looking at me up and down because I look like a pretty girl. I am pretty, then I remember boys aren't considered pretty. Boys are called handsome, and now I'm considering myself pretty. Before I think any more about why I am now thinking, and acting like a girl more and more. "Good morning Kellie, how are you doing this morning?" I shut the door behind me and I look over at my boss. I smile. I continue walking over towards the locker room. "I'm doing great ma'am, and how are you this morning?" I stop and smile looking at her drinking her coffee. Oh yes, she is looking at me up and down like everyone else on the planet. "That's a good thing, and thank you for asking Kellie. I am doing good, now that I have my coffee." While I am noticing her looking at me up and down. "I had better get in my uniform." I turn and start walking to the dressing room to change. "Here are your uniforms Kellie, they're the same size as the one you wore yesterday. You could put them into your locker, I put your name on it so nobody else will put their stuff in there as well, okay." I stop and turn and get the package with my uniforms inside. I take the bag from her, looking inside. Of course there are pink waitress uniforms in there. "Thank you ma'am, I will put these in my new locker. Thank you for your help, I better change before the customers start showing up." "Kellie how are you doing?" I hear the moment I open the locker room door. Turning around I see one of the girls from yesterday smiling at me. "That's really a cute skirt you're wearing, you really have the legs for it." I smile at her as I try to remember what her name is. "Hurry Sandie the customers are already starting to show up," we hear Mrs. Anderson saying after she walked into the locker room. "Yes, ma'am I'm on my way, I was just saying good morning to little Kellie." I smile hearing her, the good thing is now I know her name is Sandie. "I'll see you out there Kellie." I turn and see the lockers. My name is in shiny letters Kellie, spelled like the girl version of my name. I put the bag down on the little bench next to the lockers. I start pulling off my top, putting the top in the locker. I sit on the bench and I start to look at my shoes and un-buckle them. Then it occurs to me, I can leave the shoes on, because I'm putting a dress on. I don't need to take the little Mary Jane shoes off to take the skirt off. I could just slide it down my legs, over my new shoes. I put my skirt on top of my shirt neatly in the locker. Taking all the new uniform dresses out of the bag, putting them on hangers in my locker. I leave one dress out, leaving it on the bench. Wow look at my locker filled with girl's clothes. In school I would just toss my clothes in the locker when I was getting changed for gym class. Now I fold and stack my clothes neatly in the locker like a girl would do. I turn around and see floor to ceiling mirrors, and there I am. I am holding a little dress up in the air in front of me, standing only in my panties and bra. "Are you finished getting dressed yet Kellie, customers are starting to show up?" I turn around and see Ms. Anderson is there, looking at me up and down. I'm only wearing a bra and panties, and it doesn't shock her at all. I guess I even look like a girl half naked. I take the dress, sliding it over my head. I reach around and zip up the back. "I'm almost ready Ms. Anderson, I'll be right out, sorry I'm slow." "No problem Kellie, you'll get quicker with it the longer you're here. I'll see you out there, make sure you close your locker." My workday goes as smoothly as yesterday, come to think of it, my day went really fast. I can't tell you how many times people said thank you to me, telling me I was doing a great job. "Sure was busy today. I forgot to ask you Kellie, do you have a car? How do you get to work?" I follow Sandie to the locker room. Sandy smiles at me, I smile back. "Kellie can you un-zip me, it's always easier when someone else does it?" Sandie turns around, I see the zipper and I pull it down. "There ya go Sandie." I un-did the zipper on the back of her dress without even thinking. Oh my God she's pulling her dress off in front of me. "So Kellie, how do you get to work, do you drive to work?" I'm trying to think about how to respond. I smile seeing Sandie take off her dress uniform and is standing only in her panties and bra talking to me. "Turn around Kellie." I turn around, not thinking that she is un-zipping my dress. I hear the zipper go down. I have no choice, I have to get un-dressed in front of her. "Thank you Sandie." "No, I don't have a car yet, I rode my bicycle yesterday, and I forgot to lock it up. Of course I wasn't thinking, I was so nervous about it being my first day at work. Of course someone stole the bicycle, so now I'm taking my little sister's bicycle to work. It is so embarrassing, it's pink, it's like a little girl's bicycle." I wasn't paying attention while I was talking to Sandie and realize I pulled my dress off and I was standing only in panties and a bra also. "Ms. Anderson said to be nice to you because you're smart for your age. How old are you Kellie anyway?" I turn to respond to Sandie. I notice she is staring at me up and down again. Wish people would stop doing that to me. I wonder if it's just girls do that. "I'm 16 Sandie, I can't wait to get my driver's license." "My sister is moving away to college, she has a pink VW beetle convertible. I think you would look really cute driving it. I know my sister will take payments, if you are interested." I am trying to think or how to respond. Sandie and I are looking at each other standing just wearing our panties and bras. I notice she reaches into her locker and takes a pair of shorts out. I watch as she steps in to them, and they're not shorts. She's now pulling up a pink miniskirt up her legs. "What are you smiling about?" Sandie is standing there with her hands on her hips just wearing her miniskirt, and staring at me. I reach into my locker, I pull out my blue miniskirt. "Looks like great minds think alike." Sandie smiles at me saying that I picked the blue miniskirt this morning, and she's wearing a pink miniskirt. We are wearing the same exact miniskirts, just different colors. "Yes, I guess you're right. I love wearing skirts, the shorter the better. I know my boyfriend likes them, it's hard for him to keep his eyes and hands off my legs. You have beautiful legs too Kellie, I bet you like wearing skirts every day too?" I start to slide my blue miniskirt up my legs, until it is wrapped around my waist. By the time I have my skirt all the way up Sandie is completely dressed. I slide my top over my head fixing my hair and looking at Sandie. "I would love to have a car. All I need to do is take the written and the physical tests, and I'll get my license." "You know Kellie, my boyfriend works at Department of Motor Vehicle. We could go over there right now, and you can get everything done. What do you say?" I take my purse from the locker and I look at Sandie. "Really, I love that idea, let's go please before you change your mind." I look over at Sandie and she is smiling at me. We walk through the door and wave bye to everybody. I notice the guys that are doing the dishwasher stuff, and one of the cooks is staring at Sandie and me. I can't blame them looking at Sandie's legs, they are beautiful, smooth, and very sexy looking. We stop in front of the window. I see our reflection. Oh my God, her legs look like my legs. That means I have long sexy legs like Sandie. "My car is right around the corner, that would be exciting getting your license today. I still remember when I got my license, I was so happy," Sandie says. I smile at Sandie as we walk to her car and it's a Mustang convertible. "Nice car Sandie." "Thanks Kellie, I can't wait to see you behind the wheel with your new driver's license." "Yeah me too, I've always wanted to drive my whole life. This is a really good time too, since I had my bicycle stolen, and I have to use my sister's." Sandie hits the beeper on her key ring and unlocks the doors, we both get in. A couple minutes later we are getting back out as we park the car in front of Department of Motor Vehicle. "Don't forget to bring your purse Kellie." "I can't believe I'm actually here at Motor Vehicle to get my license." I look at Sandie, and she's waving to a person behind the counter. I watch as a tall guy with a goatee and a crew hair cut waves back at her. We start walking over to the counter, the guy waving at us walks over to the window. "What are you doing here Sandie? You look great by the way." Sandie and I both look at him as he looks up and down her long legs and smiles at me and looks at me, then back at Sandie. "Stop looking at her legs Brett, she just turned 16 and is ready to get her driver's license. We were hoping you could help us." I watch her smile at him, he smiles back. I realize all girls have to do is smile, and they get their way. I should say pretty girls wearing miniskirts, with long sexy legs at least get their way. "Hi Brett, nice to meet you." "It's great to meet you too Kellie. Yes we can get your license today, are you ready for the tests?" I look over at Sandie pointing to her watch, staring at Brett. "Really Brett, do we really have to go through all of this?" "Good point, okay spell your name K-E-L-L-I-E?" I nod my head up and down. I watch as Brett is filling in my last name, my first name, my home address everything that he needs to put on my driver's license. I am getting nervous about doing the written test but I'm trying to act relaxed. "Okay Kellie look towards the camera, smile and say cheese." I do as I am told and give a big smile. Wish I could see the picture before he is finished. All I hear is bad things about everybody's pictures on their driver's license. I wonder why he's taking my picture now before the written test and the driving tests. What if I fail the written or the driving test? "Oh yes, I think you'll like your new picture." I turn around and look at Sandie, then I see his hand reaching out holding something. I take it from him, it's a driver's license with my picture on it. Oh my God I have a driver's license, I didn't have to take the test. I didn't have to take the written or the driving test, how cool. "Thank you, Brett, thank you so much." "Let me see Kellie, let me see the picture, and make sure it's a good one. If it's not I'm sure Brett will take another picture. Oh my God, your picture is so pretty. I bet you have 10 boyfriends with you being so pretty." Sandie hands back my driver's license to me. I stare at it with me smiling the biggest smile ever. I look at the picture, I start reading the information on my driver's license. Oh my God, I think to myself. The picture of me looks like a girl, I'm not wearing make-up and you can't see I'm wearing a mini skirt. Oh my God, it says I am a 16-year- old girl. Of course, they spelled my name like the girl version. What do I do, when my mom wants to see my new license? It's going to say her 16- year-old son is a 16-year-old girl. "You are so welcome, so pretty girls what's your plan for the rest of your day?" I hear Brett talking, and I look away from my license, I see Brett and Sandie are smiling at each other. "I would put that license of yours in your purse right now Kellie, it is a very important ID." I do as he says, I put my new driver's license over my library card. "I'm going to take Kellie over to my house, she is going to look at my sister's VW beetle. I was telling her that she is away at college, and wants to sell her car." "Well that sounds like fun, first you get your new driver's license, then maybe a car." I smile at Sandie and Brett. "Okay I need to get back to work girls, it was great meeting you Kellie." "It was great meeting you Brett also, thank you for everything." Sandie and I start walking towards the exit into the parking lot. I can't stop smiling. I look at Sandie, and she looks back at me. I shake my head as we get to Sandie's car. "Can't believe I have a driver's license now Sandie, thank you so much for doing this, I really appreciate it." "No problem Kellie, we work together, I think you're great." I smile at her compliment and we both get in Sandie's car. "There is one thing though, Brett's little brother is in town, and he doesn't have a girlfriend, maybe you could double date with us." Sandie is asking for me to go on a date with Brett's little brother. Oh crap, how do I get out of this? Sandie and Brett got my driver's license, I didn't have to take a test at all. I probably would've failed the written, maybe even the driving test, since I don't have that much experience. I don't think I can say no to her. If I said no, Sandie will be pissed at me for sure. Here she does all this, and I can't do a little favor for her. She doesn't know I am not a real girl. Oh my God I have to go on a date with a boy just to save face. "Sure Sandie, why doesn't he have a girlfriend?" I see Sandie shaking her head and smiling at me. I watch at Sandie is going through her purse looking for something. "No, he is hot. Take a look at a picture of him in his football jersey." I take the picture from her which is really a picture of him on her iPhone. I take the iPhone from Sandie, and I look at the picture of this guy standing in his football uniform. "Oh yeah, you're right he is, ummm hot." I think to myself this guy is big, he has to be a foot taller than me. We pull up to a really nice house. You can tell Sandie's family has money. "Wow is this your house Sandie, it is so beautiful and big." "Thanks, yes this is my parent's house, we were raised here." I look around and everything looks perfect. Her lawn looks like it was cut every hour, it looks like it's the perfect lawn. I notice the grounds and the house looks so perfect. I bet they have a groundskeeper, or somebody coming in and doing their yard work. Sandie and I both walk over to the garage door and her key opens it up. We walk inside she turns the light on, and it's kind of dark. "Here she is Kellie, this is my sister's car, she wants to sell it. My sister really doesn't want to sell this car, she has a lot of fun memories she said. But mom and dad bought her a new car when she got into college. So, mom and dad want us to get rid of her old car." "Wow it is a convertible Sandie. You know I just started work there, today is only my second day. I will get my first paycheck for who knows how long. I don't even know how much my paycheck will be." Sandie and I both turn towards the door. I see a woman that looks beautiful wearing a short skirt. Her hair and nails are perfect, she looks like a model. "Sandie aren't you going to introduce me to your new friend?" "Oh, sorry mom, this is my new friend from work, she just got her driver's license. Show my mom Kellie." I smile at her mommy, she is very pretty. I start to open my purse and take my license out. I show it to Sandie's mommy. Sandie and I are smiling. "Wow this is a really good picture of you, you should see my first driver's license picture. It was terrible, I went back and made them give me a new picture. I have to admit I brought my dad and my mom with me, they're bigwigs in this town." "Thank you, Mrs. Simpson." I don't pay too much attention of my surroundings, but I do notice Sandie's mommy looking at me up and down. I don't know what's up with that. I look around the garage, it is bigger than our old house. "Your sister's car is really beautiful Sandie, all the cars in this garage are beautiful. Come to think of it your garage is bigger than our whole first floor of our house, hee hee." I giggle like a little girl. Sandie and her mom are smiling at me. I guess they know they have lots of money. "You're thinking about buying my daughter's little convertible here?" "Yes ma'am, but I don't have the money yet. I just started this job working with Sandie. I'll have to save up money. Yesterday was my first day, and today I have a driver's license." I giggle like a little girl again. I walked around the car, running my hand along the smooth paint job. "Yes indeed, this is a beautiful car, I would love to be driving her. But like I said I have to save up money and keep riding my little sister's bicycle to work." "Little sister's bicycle? What, you have to ride your little sister's bicycle to go to work?" I look away from the car. I make eye contact with Sandie's mommy. "Well to be honest, I screwed up on my first day at work. I made a mistake and forgot to lock my bicycle up before I started work. I guess it's one of those things where you live and learn. I'm learning to be more responsible the hard way, by riding my little sister's pink bicycle to work every day." "You know what Kellie, it is good to see a girl like yourself learn from her mistakes. Especially a pretty girl like yourself, because most pretty girls just expect others to do everything for them. I know I spoil my daughters, but I don't regret it. This is the main reason why Sandie is working, we do give her all she needs to learn how to manage her money." Sandie's mom walks over next to me. "Yes Kellie, I think you're going to be a positive influence on my daughter Sandie. I'll tell you what, if you like the car so much, would you like to make payments on it?" "Yes Mrs. Simpson, that would be great. I don't even know how much my paycheck is going to be ma'am. I just want to be honest with you, I don't want you to think I'll be able to make large payments on this beautiful little car." I feel Sandie's mom's hand on my shoulder now, because I look down at the floor kind of embarrassed about my financial status. "Yes, indeed little one, you will be a good influence for sure. I'll tell you what, I'll accept any payment you can make every time you get a paycheck. I am doing this because I want you to be around my daughter. I think she has a lot to learn from someone like yourself." I look up at Sandie's mommy smiling at me. I return her smile. I watch as she reaches out her hand. "Okay do we have a deal Kellie?" "Oh yes ma'am we sure do, I am so excited. Thank you so much." After I finish shaking Sandie's mom's hand, I wipe the tears from my eyes. I notice Sandie's mommy holding both her hands out, and gives me a big hug. Sandie comes over and we have a three-way hug. I smile at both of them not knowing what to say. Here I am on my second day at work. I now have a driver's license and a car. "Okay, well we have a deal Kellie, so the keys are in the car. I have a doctor's appointment so we have to be on our way. I should say Sandie is taking me to the doctor's appointment, I just need somebody to drive me home." "Are you okay Mrs. Simpson?" I have a concerned look on my face, I look sadly at her mommy trying to figure if things are okay with her. I feel her arm on me and she pulls me to her breasts and pushes my face into her. "No, no, I'm okay Kellie, you don't have to cry. They just have to give me a needle in my mouth, Novocain, and gas they give me at the dentist office. Sandie's going to drive me home after my dentist appointment." "Okay, I'm not a big fan of dentist offices. I wish they could put a silencer, or some kind of something on that drilling thing. It scares me to death every time I hear it, hee hee." I giggle like a little girl again. All three of us giggle like three little girls. "Okay Kellie let me get the garage door for you, I have to be on my way." "Thank you again Sandie, thank you again Mrs. Simpson. I'm so lucky to have friends like you both." I watch as Sandie's mommy pushes the button on the wall next to the door and the garage door starts opening up. I look at Sandie, I give her a big hug. "Thank you again Sandie, thank you again for everything, you truly are a good friend." I open the door of the car and I jump in. "Thank you again, good luck at the dentist office." I back out of the garage and into the driveway. I turn to watch and see her mommy get in a big black sedan. The car has tinted windows all around it. I turn around in their driveway and head down the road. I look in the mirror and shake my head. I sit there at a stop sign and try to rehash the day's adventure, I still can't believe it. This morning turned out to be a crazy morning, riding my sister's little pink bicycle. I left the bicycle at the mall. Oh no! I turn around and start driving to the mall. I see the bicycle leaning up against the locked-up bicycle carrier outside the mall. I pull right next to it, instead of looking for a parking spot. I put my emergency lights on so that they're blinking. I stop, open up the door and realize, this is a convertible. I just pick up the bicycle and put it over the back-seat, hee hee. Oh my God I'm acting like a little girl, even by myself. I still can't believe I have a driver's license. I drive up to my house and park in the street. Taking my little sister's pink bicycle out, I start pushing it up the driveway. I open the garage door putting the bicycle inside it, just making sure it doesn't get stolen like my bicycle did. I don't realize I am still wearing a little miniskirt in front of our house not thinking that anyone driving by will see me dressed up like a girl. I play with my long ponytail, I am just smiling. Wow what a crazy day, I don't think anybody would believe me if I told them. Here it is my second day at work, not to mention I'm working as a girl. I make a new friend Sandie, she takes me to her boyfriend's work at DMV. He gives me my driver's license without me taking any kind of written test or driving test. Sandie tells me about her big sister selling her car, we go to her house. And lets me drive away with this convertible Volkswagen Beetle. "Hey Kelly what are you doing?" I'm smiling from ear to ear. I turn and look at Miley. "Whose car is that in front of our house?" I turn and look at the car that Miley is staring at, and she is staring at my new convertible. "Oh, that's my car, I'm buying it from one of the other girls at work. Or should say, from her mommy." "What do you mean you're buying a car Kelly? You don't even have a driver's license yet." I turn to see Miley looks very concerned. I turn around, and there she is, Miley with her hands on her hips with that look like I'm in trouble. Oh my God all the girls I've ever met including my mommy do this. "I met a girl at work, and her boyfriend works at DMV. We went there after work and I got my license. Can you believe it Miley, what a crazy life we live? Here I have to get a job, and I do as a girl, as a waitress. Just so mommy doesn't buzz all my hair off. And now I have a great job with new friends. And now I can make payments on this cool car." I take my purse off of my shoulder, and take out my wallet. I pull my license out smiling from ear to ear. "Wow, this is really you. Have you looked at it closely Kelly?" I nod my head yes, knowing what she's reading. "So, you know you have your license, your picture is a you looking like a pretty girl hee-hee. Wait till mommy sees that you're working as a girl, and have a driver's license as a girl." My face changes from smile to sadness. "No, we can't tell mommy I have a job working as a girl. She will freak, and I will lose my job. I won't be able to pay for this car." I look sadly at Miley, she smiles back at me. "Well Kelly it looks like you're going to be staying as a girl for a lot longer, it looks like." I look at Miley trying to understand what she's talking about. "Your new friend from work thinks you are a girl. I mean look at you, you are wearing a miniskirt. So, if she finds out you are really a boy wearing a dress as a waitress she will not be happy you lying, since she is your friend." I look at Miley. "Yes, like I said you'll be dressing like a girl for a long, long time. When mommy looks at your license, she's going to notice that your license has a picture of you looking like a girl. Not to mention it is saying female instead of male. Even if she didn't notice that it says female instead of male, the picture is of you looking like a pretty girl. You can't tell you're wearing that cute mini skirt, but with your new hairstyle you look so girly now hee-hee." "Wow you are right mommy is going to freak out Miley." I shake my head trying to think. Miley is smiling from ear to ear as we both turn around. "Why is mommy going to freak out?" We both turn seeing mommy standing by the front door closing it as she stares at me wearing the tiny mini skirt. End of Part -3 I hope you enjoyed my newest story. 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