Whiskey Dreams
A/N: New story, with a new twist. Please review and any and all suggestions are welcomed. This is a re-vamp. I found this story in my old computer's archives.
Trunks sat in his living room looking to his best friend who sat with an old rag over his face, a can of red bull, and a bottle of Tylenol. Trunks smiled at his friend's condition as he reminisced about his night long exhausting evening.
"So, you're telling me you don't know her name or any clue who she is"? Goten said from underneath the rag that covered his bloodshot eyes. Trunks put his feet on the end table's corner and put his hands behind head and smiled at him. The young entrepreneur shook his head and sighed in displeasure.
"Yep, I don't know anything about her expect she is beautiful and a sexual nymph. I mean the best night of my life hands down". He walked into the kitchen and retrieved himself a water and one for his hung over counterpart. Goten flinched at the sound of the refrigerators door being shut. His hangover from the night passed wasn't doing him any justice in the least. His head pounded and today was not a good day to have such sensitive demi alien ears.
"Can you just start from the beginning please? You lost me at, you left a bar with a random girl after being dumped." Goten said removing the cloth from his face and looking at his friend smiling like a love-struck fool. Trunks smiled as he began to recall the night passed.
The Cabana-8:00 PM
Trunks sat at the bar that his best friend had once again drug him to, totally against his will at that. Trunks was the total opposite of his best friend, Goten Son. Goten was the panty dropping, party loving, booze chugging person that Trunks could never keep up with. Trunks had always been more reserved and into his studies, than into the party and drug scene. The only reason Trunks Briefs found himself bar side at a beach, was because of his best friend.
Goten had begged him to come out with him and be his wingman/ designated driver for the entire afternoon. In return, Goten promised to clean their condo for a whole week. In which, was rare because Goten was the sloppiest person he knew. Also, he was very recently dumped by his girlfriend of only three months. Of course, she was being a chronic whore, but Trunks had a way of catching feelings quickly. Trunks decided a couple of drinks and loud music would drown out his bad luck with women.
Trunks honestly couldn't blame the girl. She was a girl that his mother had set him up with. Another rich pretty faced brat. So, to Trunks Briefs she was just another girl with a large trust fund and no personality. Therefore, tonight he was handing in his resignation for dating and taking a pledge to live alone for his entire life. Of course, life wouldn't be that bad. He was the riches twenty-two-year-old in the world and would inherent a trillion-dollar industry after college so, life would go on.
Trunks sat at the bar with his rum and coke mixture and looked through his phone. He was deleting pictures of his new-ex girlfriend until he stopped on a picture him and her. He must have looked sad as he stared at the picture letting the reality sink in. He was turning twenty-two years old and he felt forty. Things that should entertain him left him feeling bored. Hell, his favorite liquor was bourbon. He didn't even drink like a person his age. He was supposed to like cheap beer and fruity drinks. Trunks even attended the best known party school in all the country.
University of California, he was in his last year and he felt like only thing he had experienced was how to become a good cook. Heavily sighing, he tossed the rough liquor down his throat and looked out to all the people on the beach while the sun began to set. Girls play volleyball in tight bikinis and guys mingled along them like an organized bee hive. Trunks saw a girl approaching the bar and tried his best not to gawk at the stunning beauty.
In one word, she was breathtaking. The blonde hair had soft beach waves in them as the breeze blew them to the side given him a better look at her vibrant smiling face. Her eyes were a light blue and shimmered in the light of the tiki bar they both rested at. A tan mesh dress covered her curves as a white hot bikini kept the rest of her body from being completely revealed. He lived in California so he was used to women being dressed like they were heading to a fashion shoot, but she was naturally beautiful. There wasn't a hint of make-up on her flawless sun kissed skin.
"Hey". Trunks turned to acknowledge the girl he had just deemed to be a goddess in the flesh. Trunks was taken back that she had spoken to him. It was probably his staring that caused her to speak to him. It was self-proclaimed he was socially awkward.
"Umm…Hey". Trunks spoke softly as he tried his best to seem cool. Lying his phone down on the bar top, he prepared to attempt to carry a conversation with her. It was hard for her not to notice the picture on his phone.
"She's pretty, your girlfriend"? The vixen questioned as she called over the bartender for service. Trunks shook his head as prompted by the question. It was even hard for him to say that he was broken up with once again.
"Not anymore". Trunks mentioned as he continued drinking his bourbon whiskey, beverage. Trunks concluded that the girl was just making small talk as she waited for the bartender to make her another drink. The fact was damn near surprising a line of men weren't somewhere, begging to buy her whatever she wanted.
"Hey, can I have mojito and whatever he's drinking". Unexpectedly, she ordered them both a drink and Trunks curiously wanted to accept. It was such an odd a forward thing for a woman to do. A beauty smile appeared as she tucked a long golden strand of hair behind her ears.
"Are you buying me a drink"? Trunks asked her as he slid his empty glass to the side and faced her directly, as they both sat on the bar stools.
"Yep, I sure am. I think you've seen better days, since you've been staring at that picture. I'm guessing you got dumped, not the other way around". Her tone was matter-o-fatly as she stated the truth. Trunks wasn't surprised she guessed correctly, but he couldn't help but to smile and nod. The bartender returned with the drinks and she slid him the payment along with a gracious tip.
"Well, your right I have been dumped, but I'm not depressed in the least". Trunks said as she started on the drink that the blonde beauty had just ordered for him. It was clear to her that his full attention was not where she wanted. A beautiful plan was calculated in her mind as she smirked at her deviously devised plan.
A smile appeared as the green colored beverage in the martini glass covered the small device. The LED screen began to blink furiously, and then completely blacked out. Trunks looked at her in complete disbelief of her seemingly intentionally actions.
"I'm sorry, that was totally my fault, but on the bright side you won't be staring at her all night long". The beauty and cunning smile never left her face. Trunks just looked at her angelic face and couldn't understand why he wasn't fuming mad. It was as if he watched her pour her drink onto his phone screen, purposely. This girl was not normal in the least; she was something different.
"Wow, you just destroyed my phone." Trunks mustered as that was the only thing he could say as he looked it over. She got up off of the bar stool and grabbed the phone and wiped it off with some napkins and handed it back to him.
"Listen, there are about one hundred slutty girl here who would sleep with you just for asking. There is another hundred that would sleep with you without you even asking. Do not be the guy you sits at the bar worrying about a piece of ass that got away. So, what will it be? Do you wanna get up and dance with me or sulk in a bottle of whiskey"? Trunks was taken back by her forwardness but she was right.
One thing Trunks Briefs didn't do much was; have fun. Trunks looked at his broken phone and tossed it into the nearby trashcan next to the bar. The blonde girl smiled and grabbed his hand as they headed to the dance floor. She knew who she planned on bringing home with her tonight when she saw him sitting alone at the bar.
Trunks wore appropriate beach attire. A black V-neck shirt that showed off his muscular torso and arms and tan cargo shorts. The songs began to play loudly on the dance floor of the beach side club. The sunset over the horizon of the ocean. The sky turned from oranges and pinks to a darker tones of blues and with every song their bodies began to clash together, with every second they got closer and closer. Trunks' hands roamed over her curvaous body as her body grinded on him in unison with the pulsating club beat.
With each passing song he felt like he was in euphoria. It was only after five songs passed did they stop dancing. "You're a pretty impressive dancer". The nameless vixen pulled him closer by his collar and held him there. He smiled to her compliment. "You're much better than me, I promise". Trunks pulled her closer to him causing her to giggle as he swayed with her throughout the remainder of the song. A few moments passed before either spoke again.
"It's getting really cold out here. Do you live close by"? He listed to her ask as she let go of his neck. Trunks almost choked on his tongue at her question. In his mind she couldn't have possibly meant what he though she did by that question. No girl in the world was that forward when it came to sex.
"Umm…I live about fifteen minutes away. "Trunks responded to her as they began to trudge the sand of the large beach. They headed toward the parking lot together as Trunks only followed her leading directions. She finally stopped when they reach the black tar-mat.
"Well, if you want we can go back to my place. I'm having a lot of fun and it's a bit early to call it quits. I live in the beach houses across the street if your in." The blonde said as she leaned against a red Jeep that he only assumed was her's. Trunks mentally slapped himself. It was clear he was thinking with the wrong head earlier.
Of course, she wanted to have sex with him. She wasn't very discrete about it either. "I'd love to". Trunks smirked as he was about to embark on his first impulsive adventure. Her seductive smile was driving him wild. The magic she possessed began to work on him again. Her lips enclosed on his as he tasted alcohol on her breathe. It only made the moment more sensual. As if making out with a complete stranger in a parking lot wasn't exotic enough. He placed both of his hands on each side of her waist and thrusted her hips into his.
The reaction to her body on his was electric. The flavor of her lips was a mix of peaches and alcohol. The kisses were not sweet, but full of lustful energy. Her hands didn't stay placed on his neck for long as she ran her manicured fingers through his thick lavender locks. Trunks' hands traveled lower until his hands made contact with her plump derriere as his talented fingers that were becoming very impatient.
His new, but temporary adventure, pulled away and looked at him with sinful desires and pulled him along by his hand leaving the parking lot heading toward the houses in the distance. Trunks only followed her in silence when he completely had forgotten to ask her for her name. He didn't want to be rude because he didn't remember if she had told him or not.
He didn't want to be a jerk, he was sure when he got to her house he would figure it out. They walked in silence for a couple more hundred yards. After a couple more steps and they were in front of a doorway. Trunks was attempting to look around and saw no evidence of anything personalized at all. As reached under the mat and pulled out a key to unlock the door, he couldn't help but take on a full view of her shapely behind. The sweet condo owner ushered him into the cozy house and smiled as he joined her inside.
"Can I get you something to drink? It's kind of a long walk". She said as she turned on the lights in the living room and kitchen. Trunks only shook his head as he sat down on the soft white sofa. As he looked at the table at the magazine subscriptions he thought he hit the jackpot. Until, he saw only an address printed on the front.
"Umm…is that a yes or no"? She asked again this time drawing his attention. Trunks looked up from the magazine and shook his head. "Oh no, thank you". He said bringing him back to his reality.
"Are you reading my cosmopolitan magazine because you need sex tips"? Trunks' began to blush and shook his head, as that was one thing he was totally confident about. It was cute to watch him blush as she sat down the bottled drink.
"Do you want to continue what we started in the parking lot, in my room"? The confident blonde said as she moved closer to him, while placing her hand on his thigh. Trunks nodded to her as he made the first move and pushed his lips against her almost viciously. Trunks crushed his lips into her's as he pushed his body against her's that was much more exposed. She wasn't expecting him to make the first move at all. He seemed so shy and reserved she was pretty sure she would have to coax him a bit.
His hands seemed to have a map to every tender spot on her body. As he wrapped his arms around her he ushered her closer as he pushed his soft lips against hers. She stopped briefly only to catch her breathe. "Let's go to my room. My roommate hates when I bring guys home". Trunks did as told, but was left thinking how many guys had she brought home with her. They walked up the stairs together and entered a room that was tastefully decorated.
Trunks was almost in disbelief of his situation because he was never the guy to go home with a random girl. Tonight, he was out of character, but this girl seemed worth every moment of it. He closed the door behind himself and turned around to see her pulling off the mesh dress that kept her body revealed the entire night. He gasped lowly and approached her this time with more care than before. He rubbed his hands on her soft and radiant skin. His hands rested on the small of her back as he kissed her again.
Sitting on the bed, she yanked him along with her. Trunks did as she commanded and laid with her on top of her as they both lied on the queen sized bed. Everything seemed to commence in slow motion from there on. Their bodies clashed against one another throughout the night. Trunks was happy he hadn't drunken away his problems at the bar in fear of not remembering the night he was having. This girl knew his body so well. She knew exactly what to do and how to do it just right. It was clear to Trunks she was no amateur by her confidence and willingness to please herself and him.
Trunks made sure he touched and tasted every part of the girl that he knew nothing about. She allowed him an all exclusive tour of her body and he handled it with care and ultimate precision. Throughout the night, his mind was blank, for he didn't contemplate any of his moves he just did what felt good and brought the most pleasure.
He counted at least three rounds of blissful sex with her. He wasn't satisfied until he knew she had given her all to him even then he still craved more of her. As the night drifted on the full moon's light shined through the large bay window in her room. The light illuminated her skin in as he saw every part of her sensual frame. The moonlight did his urges no justice. She wrapped herself loosely the sheets and laid her naked body next his. He could smell her sex on his body. The grittiness and sweat was caked on his muscular frame and he loved it.
She didn't say much after they called a truce. Trunks was the first to break the silence. "I didn't catch your name". Trunks said to her in an almost whisper. Immediately, she turned to him and smiled softly as she had done all night.
"I don't think I'll ever see you again, so why should I tell you? The way I see it we're just two attractive people who happen to be really good at sex". Nonchalantly, she spoke about their affair and did so in an unbothered manner. Her perky breast pushed against the sheet she used to cover herself. Trunks was taken back by her answer, but decided not to push the subject. He looked at the art deco clock that flashed four in the morning. He knew that Goten had more than likely found a ride home for the night or found a home for the night.
Trunks just let out a long sigh. "I guess you're right." Trunks said to her half-hearty. He was interested in this girl beyond compare, but he could only do and say so much to the vixen who would more than likely taunt his dreams. She ran her hands through her hair and looked at him. She felt bad for her words now seeing that he was a sensitive guy. Which was a rare characteristic in that town all on its own.
"Hey, you can stay the night if you want. It's the least I can do after that performance." She said laying her head on his firm chest trying to ease the sudden tension she created. Trunks chuckled a bit at her as she complimented his handy work from the evening. Trunks accepted what he could get and wrapped an arm around her naked waist. Trunks defiantly understood why Goten hooked up with girls. It was an exciting game of cat and mouse. Trunks just didn't understand how he was supposed to separate his lust from his feelings.
"I think I can do that". Trunks said softly into her ear as he just stared out the window. He would have to find a way to get this girl out of his head. Which was going to be a lot harder than it sounded.
Trunks' Condo- 9:00 am
"Wow, so no name, no phone number, or anything"? Goten asked as he sipped on the coffee to break his hangover that seemed to lifting. Trunks nodded to all of the above as he watched his friend began to comprehend his night. Trunks was waiting on a sensible reply, but didn't receive one at all.
"Oh well just forget about her. I met this girl last night who invited me to her photo shoot on Long Beach. Wanna go"? Trunks mentally slapped himself for looking for deep advice in his o-so-shallow friend. Trunks looked at the time and nodded to him. He couldn't think of a better way to get the blonde vixen out of his mind. Plus, he didn't have a reasonable excuse either.
"Sure, thanks for the advice I guess." Trunks said as he witnessed Goten's morning regime after partying. Goten got ready in about five minutes. He dashed around the condo brushing his teeth, making some sense of his hair and putting on an acceptable outfit. Which was a white V-neck shirt, grey sweatpants and black sneakers. The outfit wasn't complete without a coffee in hand and black ray ban glasses.
Trunks just led the way to his car. Goten hated driving anywhere he preferred to fly, but there were always too many people around. Trunks outfit was a bit more put together. He wore a grey short sleeved shirt, dark blue jeans, and tan sandals. They both attended the university and were both very intelligent, but Goten used his intelligence to get girls in bed with him.
Trunks was in his last year of graduate school and Goten had two more. Trunks was following the family legacy by receiving a Master's in engineering and Biomedical Technology. The pressure was on him from his mom to take over the company was massive. He had already raced his way through business school receiving his MBA, but she wanted more for him. Trunks was eager to work with his mother doing what his grandfather had done and to also create something for himself. He was ready to be known more than just Bulma's son.
"I hope the girl was as hot as you say because I do remember you ditching me last night. " Trunks rolled his eyes at his best friend and nodded. They got into the high end car and headed toward their new location of the photoshoot. "Whatever. You should actually be thanking me. Did you not go home with a model"? Trunks asked as he bobbed and weaved in and out of the California traffic. Goten smiled to him, he could never stay mad at Trunks about anything.
"Yeah, your right. I mean just wait until you see her. This girl is so hot, she's a bit ditzy, but her boobs make up for that". Goten said as they pulled into the parking lot. There was restriction tape up and two bouncers standing next to the entrance of where they were going. Goten was the first to get out the car and approached the two muscle bound guys. "We're here to see Valese Gia. " The big bald guy stared at Goten and looked down to the visitor's list. He gave no verbal reply just lifted the rope let them pass.
Trunks just returned the frown to the bald men. As they walked down onto the beach side shoot. Trunks felt like someone had just knocked the wind out of him as they got closer to the photo shoot. Trunks pulled Goten to the side as he began to tell him.
"Goten, that's her right there. The girl from last night". Trunks said in almost a whisper. Trunks made eye contact with the blonde that he had just spent a very long an erotic night with. She was less than a hundred yards from him, Goten looked at Trunks with a confused look.
"Please don't tell me the brunette because I slept with her last night too. That would be very weird for me." Goten said staring at the two girls in front of them. They photo-shoot was clearly either for some sort of product. Each of the girls were wearing black cut-off one piece bikinis. A perfume or cologne laid in the sand as they posed sensually with each other. Both of their long hair was pushed back as they both sported sensual smoky eye make-up.
Trunks shook his head slowly as he watched her slowly move. He laughed as he couldn't believe that she was really there in front of him.
"No, the blonde one… idiot" Goten looked at his friend who had seemed to lose his ability to speak and his thought process. Goten looked at her and looked back to the bewildered Trunks. He began to laugh at how lost his friend really was when it came to the world outside of school.
"You slept with Marron Juu last night and didn't even know it. This is classic, that girl right there made Sports Illustrated: College Edition Cover." Goten said as he heard the director yell cut. Trunks didn't hear anything Goten had blabbed on about he just heard her name and that was all he wanted to know. Trunks felt his heart began to race as he watched her and the brunette began to approach them.
"Mare-Bear this is the cutie I was telling you about. Goten Son, and his equally cute friend, Trunks Briefs". Valese Gia said as she rushed over to Goten's side planting a quick peck on his lips. She clung to him as she introduced Trunks to the already familiar couple.
"Oh, well it's a pleasure to meet you Trunks." Marron said with a sweet smile as she looked at Trunks. Trunks smiled back to her. "I'll give you two a couple of moments. Trunks do you want to join me"? Marron asked as she grabbed her black silk robe to cover her exposed body. Trunks nodded and walked down the beach with her as they had done the night previous.
"I cannot say I was expecting to see you again". Marron said to him as they approached a tent that was marked with her name on it. Trunks smirked to her and scratched the back of his head. He had to agree with her on this one. He didn't expect to ever see her again. If he hadn't have the broken phone to prove it then he would have thought she was only a dream. Marron sat down on the couch as he felt more comfortable standing. She made him nervous and excited at the same time.
"Well, at least I know your name now. I had fun-". Marron shushed him quickly as she jumped up and covered his mouth with her manicured hand.
"Shhhsh…my boyfriend is the photographer. I don't want him to hear about our late night excursion. Can you keep a secret"? Marron asked as she removed her delicate hands from his mouth. Trunks looked at her as if she was crazy. She had a boyfriend! This girl was completely crazy.
Trunks now felt all his happiness turn into guilt for the other guy. "You have a boyfriend? I was under the impression that you were single! "Trunks nearly yelled in a rushed loud whisper. Marron only frowned to him as she placed her hands on his chest seductively. Her simplest actions made him quiver for her affection.
"Don't feel bad. He's an asshole. I keep him around because he pays my rent, so relax sweetie." Trunks just pushed her hands off of him with all of the might he had.
"I should go". Trunks said as he began to turn on his heels to leave. Marron bit her lip as she watched him leave. She didn't like the vibe he had just given her, but she was committed to not giving a shit. Men had never done anything good for her. Men, heartache, and stress always go hand and hand in her book.
"Well I guess I'll see you around then". Marron said as she watched the handsome lavender haired bachelor leave out of her dressing room.
A/N: Interested? Please review and thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed.
