TS neighbors

TS Neighbors

“Hey baby!” Matt grinned as he saw one of his neighbors, a tall blonde named Stacy walking past the pool. She had to, since the condo she shared with her friend Lisa was on the other side of the complex from the gated entrance.

Stacy ignored him, the way she always did. Matt was usually there, lounging near the decorative wrought iron fence, as if waiting for her to come home from work every night. He was a good looking man to be sure, tall and blonde with a great body. But Vegas was full of great bodies and attitude was what made the difference. Stacy didn’t like Matt’s very much.

She worked at the Aphrodite Club, close to where the old strip used to be before Vegas had tried to change itself into Disneyland. Stacy didn’t dance, but she served drinks and performed certain special services a client might request, discretely of course. Prostitution was illegal in the club, but a girl had to make money and so long as the owners got a piece they didn’t mind, in fact they encouraged it. Like all the girls there, Stacy was gorgeous. Over 5'10" tall with long and wavy blonde hair, deep blue eyes and a 38-26-36 body built for admiration. She wasn’t thin like many of the girls, but then she also had a nine inch cock tucked between her legs. Most of her customers never even suspected.

Lisa, her roommate, worked as a showgirl at the Paradiseum, which specialized in transsexual entertainment. She was beautiful as well, tall and leggy with a great ass and mouth-watering 36C breasts. Her hair was red and her eyes green and she’d done more than a few videos and photo spreads for internet porn sites. Lisa, like her friend Stacy, was what might be loosely called a pre-op transsexual, but the fact was that neither of them ever planned on getting the final, irrevocable surgery. They simply had too much fun being shemales.

As Stacy walked into the place they shared, Lisa grinned at her from behind the breakfast counter. “Hey girl, long night?” She was chopping something up and Stacy felt her tummy rumble.

“Yeah.” She dumped her purse on the old couch next to the door and kicked off her shoes. “The idiot was waiting for me again.”

“Matt?” Lisa laughed. “Yeah, he’s got a thing for you.” She was making a salad and started tossing it vigorously in a big wooden bowl.

Stacy rolled her eyes and watched her best friend, the way the motion made Lisa’s firm round breasts bounce beneath the t-shirt she wore. “Well, if he isn’t careful he’s gonna get a thing from me!”

The redhead laughed at her roommate. “Mmmm...I wouldn’t mind some of that myself.”

“Oh yeah?” Stacy grinned as she walked across the small living room and into the kitchen. Once around the breakfast counter she could see that the only thing Lisa was wearing was her shirt, from the waist down the shemale was wonderfully naked.

“Uh-huh...” Lisa grinned as she looked at Stacy, seeing where the blonde’s eyes traveled. “See what