Trunks had veered off the interstate 5 minutes ago taking exit Roshi leading to the 3 mile bridge and nearing the isolated country. Stopping at the first red light among 5 more leading to their destination, she leaned back into the leather seat and turned the radio on. Classic rock music came on the speakers, and hummed beautifully into her ears. The car was spot-less, no pieces of dirt dare to be on it, the leather shine as well as the dashboards and fancy buttons. It was practically brand new in Pan's eyes. Trunks had complained it was getting old, maybe it was an older model but it screamed perfection! The engine run smoothly, the air condition and heating work to perfection, it had cd/radio in it, plus a dvd screen player placed in the middle of the dashboard. It was a dream car to her! The corvette turn right onto "Shoga road" and Trunks moved into the left lane.
"So, are you going to borrow those romance novels for some ideas?" Pan asked watching him steer the black shiny wheel. His sunglasses gleamed, his hair was a little tousle but it fell perfectly around his face, his chin held a two day old stubby facial hair and his smile plaster on his lips made her want to be in between his thighs again. She had missed that one sexual encounter with him. Sure, it was the alcoholic beverages making them both daring and horny teenagers but he pleased her till her knees buckled that sweet prom night. 27 years old and never again did she feel someone hands caress her body like he had! Dirty thoughts plagued in her mind before she banished them away answering as Trunks started answering her question.
"No, actually I was thinking something more personal. Romance novels may be good for some vague ideas, but I really need to win her over with true romantic tactics!" Trunks answered referring to his favor he asked nearly an hour ago.
"Someone who can teach me. Someone like you!" He admitted, feeling his belly churned when he mention her to become his personal teacher. Pan was a gal who believed in romance and nothing sexual, she was the girl who would write love poems, kiss a man because she loved him not for foreplay sex, hold hands with a man feeling perfectly content and not wanting the big money or fancy things. She was your true hopeless romantic and he needed her help. Yet he yearned to be like her, to truly believe in such things. The thought escaped his mind hearing her voice.
"So you want me to teach you personally?"
"Yea, let's just say it's more like a pretend girlfriend and boyfriend relationship. Show me how to capture your heart!"
Ha…capture her heart! She rather him capture onto other things but she held back her desires crossing her legs tightly. The risky thought of him grabbing onto her firm B cup breast, made her heart race and her womanhood ache with need. She brushed off the feeling quickly, when she notice the speed monitor. He was practically a tortoise on the road right now, what happen to the speedy rabbit he used to be? He was going 45 in a 60 speed limit range for Dende sakes!
"Trunks, speed it up! I'm already late as it is!"
"No can do Panny, I have two outstanding speeding tickets over my shoulders and I can't afford another one!" He admitted, eyes focus on the black and yellow lined road.
"Ha, your speedy road rage finally caught up with you!" Pan giggled. Trunks droved like a maniac escaping from an insane hospital. He was danger and hazardous on any road. Finally the law stepped in, no matter whether he was C.C president or not. He had connections around the bustling city. Freebies left and right were given to him. Trunks was a very important man and he knew that but the cops needed to stop him.
His mother must have freaked when she found out about those speeding tickets. It was not a good thing to have on his records. She could see Bulma screaming at him, demanding him to be a good role model. Ha, if only she knew about her son's sex life, she would literally fate from the mere thought her baby boy was sexual active. He played a innocent role in front of his mom, that could win him a academy award any day.
"Unfortunately yes! Damn cops!" He muttered under his breath veering back into the right lane and coming to the 3rd red light. He pressed onto his brakes when the light turn red and whistle to the tune of the radio. Tapping his fingers against the wheel in tune with the music, he gazed outside enjoying the forestry scenery laid out before him. He hadn't taken this road in a very long time, he was always running the interstate and city highways for business. Taking a deep breath, he watched the leaves move as a breeze swept across the blue sky.
"Well, I don't have any tickets on me. Let me drive, I want to get there before dark!" Pan answered unbuckling her seat belt and taking privilege into her own hands placing the driving shift into park. "Let's switch seats!" She kneeled upward into the passenger seat and lean towards the driver side.
"Agrhh...sometimes you can be so demanding!" Trunks stated unbuckling his seat belt. Taking his eyes off the beautiful forestry scenery and answering miss hot pants demands quickly. Pan may have been 1/4 sayian added with a typical human holding no exclusive highly powers but she could sure fool him for being a full strong sayian woman sometimes. She knew nothing about flying or big bang attacks! Her father held her back from such dangerous things, from his overprotective stature. Wonder why she wasn't so demanding towards her father? Demanding she was with him, when she wanted something done.
"I'm a woman, it comes with the package! Now let me in!" She said settling her butt onto his lap. She managed to slip between the dashboard and onto the edge of the driver seat. Her back facing the window and against the steering wheel was not a pretty sight to other go lucky drivers. Surely horns would be blowing soon but she needed to get to her mothers house quickly before she started to worry frantically about her baby girl.
Trunks quirked an eyebrow wondering why she was trying to get in the seat facing the opposite way. He didn't argue his point not with the view he was getting.
Her breast were in front of his face, the smell of roses in her hair rose into his nostrils, and her innocent brown eyes upon his made him stifle a moan. He muffled something incoherently and picked himself up slowly trying to lean towards the passenger seat. Her perky breast in his face was not helping matters down below. He felt a hard on coming alive in his pants and felt the difficult pain to get to the other side. He stopped his actions figuring it would best to push the driver seat all the way back, making it easier for both to slip by into each others seats. Pressing the side button the seat flew back instantly making Pan slip to the floor and her face right between his legs.
Damn it dende, I said I wanted to get my thighs between his thighs not my face! She muttered referring to her silently prayers she mention earlier. She groaned feeling tightly squeeze between the seat and the foot peddles. Thank dende, the car was in park other wise her huge butt would be giving it the accelerator!
"Damn it Trunks why you do that!"
"This was your damn idea not mine!" He screamed feeling himself being more turn on, when her face was leaning near his covered erection. Horns started to blow loudly indicating the red light was now green and Trunks sport corvette wasn't moving a inch. Great they were holding up traffic and she seemed to be in the middle of his erection, accelerator and brakes.
"Get me out!" She yelled feeling trapped. She was starting to panic, as she grabbed onto his spreading knees pushing her self up only to be stopped by Trunks hands.
"What the hell do you think your doing?" She yelled anger rising in her voice. Did he think she was actually going to stay in between his legs. She was not some cheap hooker wanting to make deals. Damn it, she was his friend stuck and in need of some help. She glanced upward to see blue flashing lights right outside the window.
One word entered her mind …..Cops!
"Shit!" Trunks muttered when the officer lean against the sports car and knock gently on the closed driver side window. The officer was wearing a blue and red helmet with big imprinted words Orange County Police Department. He surely wasn't your typical city cop. He was probably driving a Harley Davidson motorcycle with small sirens and small flashing lights fixed on to it. Other wise why would he be wearing such a ridiculous helmet? Trunks thought, glancing back into his review mirror confirming the siren attached motorcycle. Damn, he was annoyed. Just his stature of him leaning onto his shiny sports car told all, he was not a friendly cop.
Trunks looked down to find Pan with a panicky look to her face. Her body at the bottom of the floor board and her face near the crotch of his pants was not a good impression on the waiting officer of the law.
"Don't answer!" She whispered towards him, she did not need to be seen like this, how mortifying! The cop would surely think she was your typical corner street hooker willing to offer some help to a needy man. A needy man indeed he was, as her eyes gleamed at the tented area of his pants for the second time today. Gosh, she was really getting out of hand with all these day dreaming fantasies. She really needed to slow down on those romance novels.
Yea right, like he could ignore the officer when he was right there looking at a blurry figure inside a tented sports car window. What was he going to do act like a ghost? He had no choice but to answer the officer taps across the window.
Trunks narrow his eyes and press the downward button for the motor sliding window. Sun peered down, as the tented glass rolled down completely disappearing from his eye sight. "What seems to be the problem officer?" the words seek out so sweetly you would imagine he was 3 years old asking for a brand new toy. Trunks was going to try to sweet talk a cop and move traffic along with a woman between his legs! Great!
What was he thinking? Pan pondered as the officer pulled his dark sunglasses down and saw a clear view of Pan upon the floor between the lovely number one bachelor Trunks.
"Hello" she squeaked out and smiled sweetly.
That was not going to help at all. Not at all!
Videl put her worn out red apron on, waiting for her dear daughter to come home. Pan always adored her mother and adored her special sugar coated cookies. Her dear daughter must miss home cook meals and it was all her duty to bring her such things on this special occasion. Placing the sugar and flour in a bowl, her hands went to work. Mother's always look out for their daughters, and made sure they didn't go hunger! Hunger for food and hunger for men advice. Pan seemed quite distant on the phone when Videl asked about Trunks. Trunks was a man written and made in perfection for her daughter and she didn't seem at all interested. Pan was shy when it came to men, that was all the reason she stuck her nose and eyes in romance books. Romance books only gave you a tiny ounce of what love truly is. Love was something she wanted her daughter to experience and something that equal to marriage, wild sex and kids. She defiantly was getting edgy about having grandchildren, both her and Bulma-san talked about such things over the phone like they actually had grandchildren running across floors with bundles of toys. She just may have to take matters in her own hands and make plans along with Bulma-san to get those two together. She smirked as she placed the cookie dough in tiny splotches and in the oven. Things needed to get hot, and hot soon for those two! 400 degrees and the oven flamed up.
Misbehavior conduct while motor vehicle in use! The Orange County police ticket read. Trunks sweet talk and Pan's friendly "hello" added with an adorable smile didn't get them off the hook completely. Hookers and prostitutes being an increasing problem in Orange County the past few years and not taken lightly across the county of homegrown country people. It was a serious offense and something Pan didn't want to be known as aka: cheap sexy street gal for needy man release.
Pan convinced the police officer she was not your average hooker……..just…well…just….a…..just……a woman…..a….
A newly wed couple off to a vacation at an old country home Trunks mildly lied.
Ok Trunks convinced the officer such a thing but she did try to stutter something. She rolled her eyes and sigh a relief. Trunks was a good liar and a good actor in these predicaments. Must be something you learn when dealing with corporate monsters across the world. This made Trunks the loveable guy he was. Charm was the winner for him in any predicament. Even if he was spreading woman legs, perhaps her legs as his charming….big…..sexy…….impaling…..
Damn, her thoughts today. She mutter a cursed watching Trunks work his magic charm, her left hand shielding the gazing sun. Both standing on the edge of the road, as traffic flew by them top speed. She was blaming those dirty thoughts on the impressing heat. It's the heat. Totally the heat!!
News of a hooker between his legs while stopping at a red light would surely have a crowd of paparazzi at his doorstep tomorrow morning and his mother bickering in his ear. His mother would disown him, if news got to her about this! His mother may have been the world sweetest scientist but she could spit out some fiery flames when angry at her dear baby boy. He had a highly important elegant role in C.C. and such news would be devastating to his Presidency of C.C.
Pan's eyes were a burning inferno when those words escaped his mouth but he had to do something convincing!
Yea, make her look like a horny married slut, when he was an innocent hubby by stander. She thought to herself, as she shuffled her feet against the cement. She wanted to throw him a well deserving punch to his nose but brush off the idea, knowing a wife beating her husband would be a dead giveaway for them not being happily married and seeking a romantic time together!
The officer gave them many questioning looks but shrugged the matter, when his radio patched to his left shoulder said something along the lines of a house fire and crazy teenagers with fireworks down Williow Street. The officer left the scene quickly on his Harley Davidson motorcycle wanting to be the first at the fire scene.
Though the lie worked and earned Pan a night of freedom instead a locked jail cell. She was embarrassed and angry with Trunks innocent act, and adorable lie. She was the one gasping and stuttering her words when asked questions by the snotty cop and he was smooth as a baby's bottom. A bottom Pan didn't mind seeing, when he exited the car, stretching from the drive. The anger subsided quickly as she gazed her eyes at the fine butt. It hadn't taken long to arrive at her parents home, after the incident occurred.
"Here we are Panny!"
She blinked twice before adjusting her eyes away, and focusing on the little house light up in the night. Stars gazing and the moon shining down along the gravel drive-way gave the house a cozy and inviting view. Hearing the small river roar and the smell of sun daisies gave her a tingle in her stomach. She felt home! Anticipating seeing her mother she scurried and followed the gravel path to her parents' home. Trunks walked along her side reaching for her small smooth hand, tighten his grasp around it as they neared the front door. She blinked at him wondering what in the world was he doing? When did Trunks care to hold her hand or not?
"Just practicing!" Trunks answered. She nodded her head, realizing his action as a romance tactic he was willing to learn. She pouted slightly for the fact it was all a act. A act she wish would come true. She dreamed that he would want to hold her hand like that because he adored her not because he was willing to learn something new. She smiled at him and walked as hands in each other grasp. Might as well enjoy while I can!
"For this to work, maybe we should to tell your parents were dating!" Trunks said as they made their way onto the dull brown porch and in front of the brown wooden door. Pan cringed for a second; her father would not like it at all. Gohan was the over protector and Videl was the carefree spirited one, when raising their daughter. Gohan being the powerful sayian he was would surely fight with Trunks about this issue but her mother would be thrilled! She pondered the thought, if her mother really believed they were dating, which would mean during this weekend her mother wouldn't be bickering and scolding her for not having a man at her side. Maybe this romance learning technique could work for both of their advantages. "Fine, but you know dad is not going to be very pleased!"
"I'll handle your dad, just worry about having fun with your mother this weekend!" He answered her, knocking on the wooden door.
Damn, she knew he could be sweet when he wanted to be! Sometimes she wondered why he ran to all those sex driven women instead of a simple loving woman. A woman like her!
The door budge open and a warm greeting mother hugged her daughter tightly. "Mom, please you're hurting me…"
"Oh honey I miss you so much, oh…honey" Videl kissed her daughter cheeks leaving smears of lipstick across her pale face. Videl finished her assault of kisses when she noticed Pan holding Trunks hand. She smiled and a face of pure happiness sketched across her beautiful features. "Trunks…my baby" kissing him on his stubby facial hair cheeks. Trunks grinned and in attempt to wipe her pure candy red apple lipstick away, he only smeared it more. He shrugged his shoulders figuring it wouldn't hurt to sit, and let it stain his face. He didn't want to insult Videl's warm inviting kisses, by him wiping them harshly away! "Please tell me there a marriage along the way!" She glee in happiness, letting the two step in the small house.
"Mom, don't start jumping to things, we're just…well…dating!" Pan stuttered not used lying to her mother. She was always so honest with her mother, even about the prom night spent with Trunks. Guilt came over her that morning and her mother could tell something wasn't right. Once the secret was revealed, she didn't realize how much her mother wanted to see her with Trunks. Her mother had always bickered about her being with Trunks even till the age of 27. Her mother would always question her about Trunks and his whereabouts, hobbies, business? Did Trunks even have hobbies besides sleeping around?
She knew he despised antiques, by the way he told her she wasting her money on junk every time he entered her office. She loved her office to hold a touch of home and those tea sets were staying even if he didn't like them and thought her money was being wasted away. If it brought her the slightest happiness, it was going to stay. Now, the collection romance novels were developing some dirty thoughts but it was the only source of romance in her life so why bother to throw them away? She just has to control those dirty thoughts even if Trunks was the main source of those risky sexy thoughts!
"Why are you so late?" Videl questioned, watching the two take a seat in the brown leather sofa. She was starting to worry about her dear daughter, and started to wonder if she really wanted to spend time with her during the weekend. It was unlikely for her daughter to be late. Then again maybe the two love birds were spending some quality time together? Hmm….how romantic!
"Um…we had a little incident earlier!" Pan stated letting go of Trunks hand, and crossing her legs patting her self down upon the bulky sofa. The leather sofa was slippery and quite shiny with a scent of newly leather. Her mother must have been cleaning the house frantically while her daughter ran late. Videl was a woman when nervousness settled in her stomach, that meant it was clean up time. She was always scurrying around the house cleaning when her mind wasn't at ease. Pan was far from that, if anything she took up her father side with messy habits. She was going to hear a fuss or two when her mother entered her living chambers. It surely wasn't presentable as the small country home. The home had a smell of fresh bake cookies and held not a spec of dust. Soft classical music played in the background of the kitchen to the far right, and fresh sandwiches were on a silver platter along with sugar cookies on the dining room table near the sofa. Trunks edge over and grabbed a couple of roast beef sandwiches shoving them in his mouth. He was quite hungry and his sayian stomach gurgle once or twice before shoving those delicious sandwiches down his throat.
"Oh you poor dear…you didn't eat at all did you?"
Damn it, now her mother was catering to the man beside her. Why did women tend to cater to this man? Even her dear mother, could be fooled by his innocent acts. Pan nudged her elbow in his stomach, making him cough and bread crumbs to spit out upon her denim skirt. "Stop eating like a pig" she warned him as he gently grinned at her spreading his right arm over her shoulder. "Sorry dear!" He teased, making her squirm under the watchful eyes of her mother. She grabbed a small cookie and nibble on it's sweetness. He quirk a eyebrow but kept his mouth shut!
"Oh, honey let the man eat; he's a growing sayian man!" Videl corrected her daughter as she handed the plate over to Trunks placing it on his lap. "Eat up dear!"
"Mom isn't those for dad?"
"Well yes, but your father can survive without a snack for tonight!" Videl winked entering the kitchen, grabbing a couple of glasses of sweet lemonade to hand out to the visiting couple.
"Here you go!" She handed two glasses with wild pink flowers decorated to them that could easily be mistaken for groovy 1970's cups! Shopping for new utensils and cups was first on Pan's list for their fun filled weekend! She really needed to take her mother out! Pan sipped the sweet lemonade and relax from its sweetest flavor that made her feel home! Her mother always made the best lemonade! She cuddled in the sofa, and felt content as Trunks rubbed her shoulder stuffing two more sandwiches in his mouth. The man was either picking up a lot techniques from the small reading of the romance novel earlier, or acting a little too extra sweet to his playing role! Probably enjoying watching me squirm under my mother eyes, but her father hadn't found out this important piece of information yet! Wonder what he'll do then!
"So what was this incident again dear?" Videl asked seating in the near leather chair recliner. She wore an red rose floral dress, that descended down past her knees and red high heels strap across her small feet. She was dressed so elegantly, even for being stuck in the country home and she was always ready for welcoming guest even if it was her daughter.
"Cops!" Trunks answered sipping on Videls world famous lemonade, stretching his feet and relaxing into the leather sofa. His stomach not as achy from hunger and the sweet lemonade making his stomach settle was all he needed to feel content.
Pan gave him a death glare look, for him mentioning the very word Cops. He better not have any ideas of explaining what happen earlier, and how Pan ended between the man's legs.
"Cops just checking various cars for routine check ups!" Pan quickly answered, she was partially lying but felt content enough for the answer she replied to her mother. "Trunks drove his sports car here must be a reason they wanted to stop us!"
Trunks gave her a cheesy mischievous smile, knowing full well she was avoiding the subject of her sweet body between his legs.
"Oh, a new sports car dear Trunks?"
"No Mrs. Videl-chan, just an old model Corvette!" He simply answered until his eyes peek up at Gohan figure standing at the edge of the wooden staircase.
"Oh, Gohan-hun, look who Pan brought for a sweet visit!"
Gohan gave a questioning look but step down the last step and offer his hand to Trunks. "How are you?"
Trunks vigorously took Gohan hand for a quick shake and added an adorable charming smile to it. "Fine good sir!"
Ha, that smile isn't going to help at all! Pan thought to herself, adjusting her denim skirt as it rode up a notch. She warned him clearly about her father. Trunks didn't take heed to those warnings but he never did. He was a person with actions first thoughts later! She could tell her father wasn't please with Trunks rubbing her left shoulder and sitting so close to her. His eyes dance across Trunks hands as they began sparking a flame.
"Hi daddy!" She stood up quickly from the sofa and out of Trunks reach. She kissed her father on the cheek and hugged him tightly!
"Honey their dating! Isn't that sweet?"
Gohan groaned in his daughters arms. Her hug was not comforting, when Videls words escaped her lips. Trunks was a good guy but he knew being caught up in business affairs could easily turn into love affairs quickly.
"This true Pan-chan?" Gohan asked.
"Yes daddy!"
Gohan browse over his daughter shoulder and gave a harsh glance towards Trunks
You hurt my daughter, I ripped you apart!
Trunks quirk up another sweet smile, and avoided eye contact quickly. Browsing down on the last sandwich he quickly shoved it in his mouth. Anything was better then looking into the eyes of angry sayian male! Plus those sandwiches were down right delicious, something far from Bulma-san cooking abilities and sandwich making.
Pan quickly back a step and look up towards her mom "Ready to go, I want to get their before it gets too late!" She offered her father another peek on the cheeks as Trunks stood up from his sitting position, offering the man another quick hand shake and following the two ladies, grabbing the bronze suitcases near the door.
"Bye daddy, I'll take good care of mom for the weekend!" Pan winked opening the door.
Gohan cleared his throat giving Videl a warm kiss on the lips and a pat on the shoulder. "You'll be careful ok!" Gohan stated watching Trunks leave with his two most important women in his life.
Author Note: Hopefully this is a crowd pleaser! I really hope to get some major feedback and reviews. Thanks to all who have already review on the first chapter, please keep them coming! Bye Bye,…..gingacookie03
