It took a moment, but you both heard some muffled chatter before someone walked to the door, and soon enough the door was opened, giving you a good first look at the husband.
"Avril!" He greeted her with a smile. "What's the occasion, and who's this?"
He matched Avril's description perfectly. An older man, with a prominent bald spot in the front of his head going up to the top, though still with some short dark hair around the sides. Below the head, a white dress shirt tried to cover a large, fat figure, but his belly was hard to miss, even spilling out the bottom of the shirt a little, not to mention some of the lower buttons struggled to remain buttoned over it. From the view of his gut and his wrists you could see that, in contrast to his scalp, he seemed to have a lot of hair under the neck. Below the stomach, though, he had on a pair of black formal pants and shoes. While he clearly didn't take much care of his appearance, he and his clothes had at least been cleaned to perfection.
"Oh, this is my boyfriend Michael," Avril greeted, using a hands-behind-back pose to hide the remote. "A while ago you offered to show me around your house if I ever wanted, and I talked to him about it and we decided we wanted to go about it together."
"Hi," you greeted, "it's nice to meet you."
"Same to you!" Harold replied, holding out his hand for a handshake which you granted. "Name's Harold Richards! Either Harold or Mr. Richards is fine." After shaking your hand, he then turned behind him and called. "Honey, it's Avril, and she's brought her boyfriend to check out the house with her!" After he called, you heard some more footsteps and you saw a woman emerge from the hallway at the top of the stairs behind him.
"Well, hello there," she greeted with a smile. "I'm glad you could join us."
Her voice, even when greeting a couple of minors, was breathy, sensual and maybe a little flirty, and that was just the tip of the iceberg. You tried to resist staring at her too much as she descended the stairs, but it was a little difficult when Avril might have actually undersold it when she was describing how she looked - everything about her seemed like it was as perfectly classy and conventionally attractive as could be! She had on an elegant red dress that hugged some very impressive curves (and, while you weren't much of an expert on telling and trying not to look too closely at them, they seemed pretty real to you), with some generous cleavage to really show off her body, as well as some light pink heels. On top of that, she also had diamond jewellery, like earrings, a necklace that went down to her cleavage and drew even more attention to it, but lower at her arms were bracelets on her wrists and, of course, what had to be the wedding ring on her hand before you noticed her long, pink fingernails. On top of all that, her makeup was applied perfectly, not too overwhelming but bringing out everything it needed to, like her red lips, all with long, blonde hair framing her face. She really was his opposite!
"I'm Tiffany Scarlett-Richards," she revealed once she had made it down the stairs, "and you are?"
"Michael, Michael Jones," you replied. "Two last names?"
"Yeah, wanted to keep her own name in the marriage," Harold explained. "Ain't she a beauty?" At her husband's compliment, Tiffany gave a smile that revealed some bright white teeth as she got closer to him.
"She's very well-dressed, as usual," Avril opined. "If it's not rude to ask... why do you always seem so dressed up?"
"Oh, I just love to look my best," Tiffany answered, "and my hubby loves it too!"
"I sure do," Harold said, making a less-than convincing attempt to hide looking at her cleavage. "Still - you two came here for a tour, so come inside - maybe you two could have a place like it someday," he said as he put an arm around Tiffany's waist as they turned around and walked inside, letting you try and guess in your head which of the two had the bigger butt.
"Now?" you whispered to Avril.
"Not yet - I think it might be good to get more of an idea of what we could be swapping," Avril whispered back.
"Alright, but I'll be waiting," you told her. She then stepped inside, prompting you to follow.
Taking more of a look at the foyer, the first thing you noticed was how the house had 'fancy' carpets, wallpapers and dark polished wood that to you evoked a bar, though the walls were also adorned with various personal photographs from both of them, and just about everything was spotless. Following them in, the tour started with the living room, where the main feature of it was the absolutely enormous Ultra-HD TV that dominated it as well as a collection of DVDs and Blu-Rays, which you had to admit you were slightly envious of, though around the room were various pieces of merchandise, decorations and memorabilia with the logos of various football, baseball, and other sports teams and brands Harold liked. There, they explained how Harold was the breadwinner of the two, managing to get so rich from his job with a company that made sports jerseys and other merchandise for different kinds of sports, as well as some stocks, which did make it seem that their relationship was somewhat traditional, with the man taking charge in a lot of ways. Furthering this, there was the lounge next to it, with things like a pool table, dart board, beer-branded decorations and memorabilia, and - appropriately enough, given your opinion of how the place looked a little like a bar earlier - a home bar, and Harold liked to hang out with other men in there. In contrast to that, there was the drawing room which they pointed out was the domain of Tiffany and any visiting ladies to chat, which could be seen in framed pictures of fashion events she'd been to and signed pictures of women she looked up to as well as some apparently famous jewellery in glass displays, her personal touches giving it more of a classy and feminine aesthetic, more like the kind of place you would see around here. The kitchen, while expensive, pretty and practical, wasn't too interesting as Avril's kitchen was very similar, but they did mention Tiffany did most of the cooking.
Upstairs, there was also a room dedicated to her former careers, and the room was full of photos, awards, uniforms, clothes and other things from her past, that the two took the opportunity to explain - she was once a professional cheerleader, then became a model, then retired after marrying Harold, who had known her from cheering for a football team he was a longtime fan of, with her making something of a name for herself also being why she chose to keep it in the marriage. Harold also had a similar room dedicated to his career, with some other awards, select pieces of merchandise produced by his company and photos of him during various notable events in the company's history, having a passion for football, baseball and other sports (though not exactly being the type to play in them himself). He also had a home office, in case he needed to do any work at home. Their bedroom was also impressive, with a mix of things from both Harold's and Tiffany's interests, a huge canopy bed, en-suite bathroom and it's own TV and a smaller collection of media for it - sneaking a closer look, some of it definitely being the kind of stuff best viewed in the bedroom, but you stopped looking too closely at it when they invited you to take a look at Tiffany's vanity - as large as much as it was pink - with tons of make-up to apply, though when they showed you the bedroom's closet you both noted that it seemed to only have Harold's clothes. Their response was to move on to showing you an entire room that had been converted into an astounding walk-in closet for her, with as much clothes, jewellery and other accessories as you assumed any woman would want in a lifetime! There was even a trip into the en-suite bathroom of their bedroom just so she could also show the expensive toiletries she used to wash her hair and body (though the bedroom's en-suite bathroom, like the kitchen, was still much more impressive than yours but largely nothing you hadn't already seen at Avril's). Shortly afterwards, though, when they both weren't looking, Avril tapped your shoulder and put the remote against your hand before pressing the button.
"I think that's enough of an idea," she said while time was stopped, then quickly figuring out how to get displays of both of you and both of them. "I had a feeling you'd like Tiffany."
"Oh, um," you started blushing. You had wound up sneaking glances at Tiffany, hoping nobody would notice. "I was just... wondering how we could swap her, I wouldn't change you for the world!" Avril then chuckled a little.
"That's sweet, but changing each other is why we're here - and it's fine, she does seem to like being seen. She does look impressive!"
"Oh, yeah... and thanks."
"You're welcome, but speaking of changing me... did you want to swap her with me? I wouldn't mind."
"Well, to be honest..." You paused after starting. "I kinda wanted to be swapped with her myself. It might be fun to wear the things she does, or, y'know, have a pair of boobs."
"Really? That fits well for what I wanted to do!"
"It does? What's that, then?"
"Well, for me... I was thinking of swapping myself with Harold."
"You..." That certainly wasn't what you expected. "I thought you said he was too brash for you?"
"Well, as a person to spend time with, he is, but as a swapping target? That's a different story, and we do already have some parts to ease us into swapping with them. Still, though, it might be fun to swap me with Tiffany and you with Harold."
"Well, that might be fun, but I'm not really sure if I want to be like him."
"Suit yourself! There are other combinations we could do, like taking traits from both of them for each of us, or swapping both of us with just one of them..."
"Or, just going with the first things we were thinking of?"
"...True." Avril chuckled.
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