Thanks for the feedback so far. I'm going to hit a lot of different stereotypes on this one and cover a lot of topics at least briefly. I didn't think about it, but the number of stereotypes in porn is huge and this storyline is going to take a while to do. I hope you continue to enjoy it and remember that if you have issues with certain stereotypes being used you may want to steer clear. Lastly, ALL people here in are age 18 or older.
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The next day he got up a bit later and waited until his stepmom left as he didn't want to make her late. He wasn't sure if she was now going to jump his bones every time he saw her but didn't want to find out just yet. Lisa was also gone so he had some time to get some things taken care of.
Jason walked out of his house with a big smile as he headed to the house on the left. Mr. and Mrs. Smith lived there. Frank Smith was an older man, mid-fifties, who had lived in the neighborhood since it had been built. He had been widowed and after being on his own for about ten years had ended up having a bit of a mid-life crisis and ended up marrying a younger woman named Tammy. Tammy was about fifteen years younger, just turned forty a few weeks back, and was not a bad looking older woman. She had kept in shape, had a nice figure and some now greying strawberry blonde hair usually cut in a pixie cut. But despite the "scandal" (which Jason thought was pretty lame and again proof this neighborhood was just a normal boring place) they had been a happy couple.
Frank had been a fairly successful stockbroker and he was semi-retired. He did most of his work at home anymore and was gradually moving his clients off to other brokers in his firm. Tammy had been working before getting married but had quit her job several years ago. She now did a lot of volunteer work at the library.
Jason needed to transform them both because due to the lay of the land, their backyard and second story looked down into his backyard. Jason knew that they had both worked out of the house yesterday, but he didn't want to chance things.
And he knew exactly what they needed to be.
Jason rang the doorbell and Tammy opened it up.
"Hi Jason. Good morning. What can I do for you?"
"Mrs. Smith, good morning. Hey, I need to talk to you and your husband for a minute. We are going to be doing some work in our backyard and I want to let you know about it because it might be pretty loud, and we might need to pull up a bit of the fence for a bit."
"Oh? Well, Frank's in his office so let's go there."
Tammy led Jason back to the office and knocked on the doorframe as she led him in.
"Honey, Jason from next door is here. They are going to be doing some work in their backyard and wanted to let us know about when and some noise and that they might have to rip up some of the fence."
Frank turned around in his chair and Tammy stood next to him. They both looked at Jason and Jason grinned as he pulled out his medallion. Both sets of eyes immediately locked on it and glazed over.
"Yes. You see, we are going to be putting in a hot tub and a cabana and lots of places to have sex. But since you both are voyeurs and love to watch and then fuck each other while you watch you don't care one bit, do you? And of course, since you are going to get Tammy surgery so she looks hot for you it will be even more fun right?"
The glaze faded and the Smith's both looked at Jason with dirty smiles.
"That is wonderful news Jason. We love watching others fucking, it's such a turn on." Tammy replied with some heat, her hand sliding over Frank's chest slowly.
"Yes indeed. The more the better." Frank said as he stood up slowly and let his hand roam over his wife's ass.
"Good, you are going to get plenty of action then. And if you ever want to join in, just come on by."
The Smiths laughed. "Thanks, but not our thing. But please, have as much fun as you want my boy." Frank said. Tammy led him to the door. "Thanks for letting us know about this. I'm glad you are okay with us watching, so many people get hung up about it."
"No issues, if I want some privacy I'll close the windows, but if you can see it then enjoy."
Jason nearly skipped down the walk. "Now we have no issues with the immediate neighbors." Jason checked his watch. "Hmmmm, still too early for the card game group." He glanced around and then grinned.
"Hmmmm, Mrs. Miller is home. This should be fun."
Jason crossed the street and walked past the SUV with various advertisements for scented candles and waxes on it. The Millers were another couple much like the Petersons. Fairly young, late twenties, no kids yet. Mr. Miller (Jason didn't remember his first name, Adam or something) was some software designer or something tech related and had been working later and longer over the last year. Mai Miller was a young Japanese American girl who was the neighborhood entrepreneur. She sold scented candles and perfumes online and in door-to-door sales. She did lots of parties where she would show off her products. She was pretty good at it and Jason had heard her online business was doing well. Her new Lexus SUV was proof of that.
"All well and good, but she needs a new job I think." Jason thought to himself as he rang the doorbell.
After a few moments, Mai opened the door. Jason smiled at her and noted her five-foot five inch body was nice, slim and slightly curved in the right places. Her dark brown eyes went well with her very dark black hair which she wore past shoulder length.
"Oh hi. Um Jason, right?" She said with a smile.
"Yes, hi. I hate to bother you but I saw you were in and I was wondering if I could see your stuff? My stepmom has a birthday coming up and I figured a scented candle would be a nice gift."
Mai broke into a huge grin. "Your timing is perfect! Come in, this works out great."
Mai turned before he could get his medallion out and Jason repressed a curse and followed her. Mai pointed to the living room and Jason saw that someone else was inside. He walked in and saw another woman, mid to late twenties, with light brown hair, nice body and grey eyes. She smiled and stood up.
"Hello, I'm Christina. I just moved into the neighborhood with my husband. I live down on Maple."
"Oh, the house next to the Youngs?"
"Yes, that's the one."
Mai came in smiling. "Yes, we met at the mailbox the other day. Her husband works for the city, and she was looking for something to do. I was needing an assistant with my business, so she decided to give it a try. If you don't mind, she's going to sit in so she can see how I do things. So, what are you looking for?"
