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A/N: Basically Everyone are car dealers. Yay!
Chapter 10:
It's only Tuesday!?
Bulma woke up grogily, her neck hurt like hell, the morning breath in her mouth was making her feel ill, and she felt wet...all over her body. She groaned and opened her eyes. Her vision was blurred. She thought she saw 2 tan things spread apart. Eventually her vision was being clear, two reveal that those two tan things, were that of two tan legs. Bulma gulped and looked up. She met the expression of a gruff wet saiya-jin. She eeped.
"Vegeta, what the hell?"
"You didn't bathe last night"
"That's not an excuse for you to bring me in here with you!" Bulma shouted.
Bulma now realising that she was indeed nude, she tried her best to cover herself. Vegeta frowned.
"Awww, now your going to cover up my view" Vegeta said sarcastically.
Bulma began to growl.
"Your view? What do you think I am, something for you to gawk at all the time? WHY I OUGHTA "
Bulma couldn't finish her much desired ranting, for Vegeta shoved a bar of soap into her mouth using his tail. Bulma spat the foul tasting bar out of her mouth and stood up ready to slap Vegeta so hard, he'd not onl cry for his mother, but for god and above to save him. (A/N: Like ANYONE can make Vegeta want to do that! LOL )
"Your breath is rancid woman. I thought I could freshen it and silence you at once. I see I suceeded." Vegeta said casually.
Vegeta kept on smirking, even as he guessed Bulma's hand rising to slap him. Which she eventually did, but he did not flinch in the least. Bulma's eyes widened, she glanced below, grinned, and kicked him in his unsuspecting manhood. Which she assumed was the only soft part of his rock hard body. She began to walk out of the shower, when a hand shot back out of the shower and around her waist, Bulma eeped yet again and was pulled back under the spray of hot water and the gaze of Vegeta.
"We never DID do what I had planned for you yesterday" Vegeta whispered in her ear, giving her earlobe a light lick, followed by a strong one.
Vegeta pressed his lips to Bulma, letting his tounge roam the insides of her small mouth. Bulma pulled away.
"Oh, so you rather not taste my 'rancid breath', yet you'd rather taste Lever2000?" Bulma asked hotly.
Vegeta grunted and ignored her. Bulma shivered and let him push her against the cold tile wall of the shower, she gasped at the chilling cold as Vegeta raised her higher against the cold wall. Vegeta pushed his body close to hers. Bulma was still surprised that her kick to the groin hadn't effected him. Either it was because of his inhuman strength, or that he was already hard. She didn't want to investigate. Vegeta began to nip at her collar bone, while his hands drifted up and down the sides of her body with feather light precission.
Bulma groaned a released any thoughts of anger towards her new found lover. She felt the lights go out. She opened her eyes and saw Vegeta's index finger still glowing. (A/N: You know you can sense darkness and light through your thin eyelids right? Also, vegeta shot a small ki ball at the light bulb! :P ) Vegeta could see just fine in the darkness of the bathroom. Vegeta slid into her, taking her breath away. Bulma gripped Vegeta's shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh, greeting the feelings coursing through her veins rapidly.
Vegeta pounded into her, relishing in her screams of ecstasy. Bulma had everything Vegeta was looking for in a mate, but he was trying to ignore the thoughts that Bulma was just whathe wanted, only thinking of her as his easy lay or a bussiness partner, but he knew right. He knew the day would come when he wouldn't be able to deny his feelings for her. He dreaded the day he;d let his guard down and open his arms for the woman to run into. His thoughts ceased when he felt his release approaching. Bulma screamed louder and louder, the warm dark abyss that surrounded her, making her screams of rapture echo or bounce against, only hitting her back again.
Vegeta growled, and allowed his climax to get the best of him. Releasing himself inside her, after Bulma shouted his name. Feeling the orgasmic numbness drain away like the water in the shower, he released Bulma's body, letting her slide to the floor. He caught his breath then proceeded to pick her up and carry her out of the shower and deposit her body like a sack of potatoes onto the bed. He looked over to the package of condoms given to them.
*There are other times to use those blasted things* Vegeta thought bitterly.
He now allowed Bulma to rest shortly, whilst he dressed and meditated far away fro her body.
~ 30 minutes later ~
Bulma sat up, clutching her chest.
*That bastard couldn't have done to me, what I think he did* Bulma thought.
She felt her chest, realising that she was dressed in the clothes she had fell asleep in, only the faint taste of Lever2000 and the soreness down below concluded her fears.
*That bastard seduced me yet again!* Bulam shouted in her mind.
"You sleep to much" Vegeta muttered. "I don't have time for you to just lay around. We have a convention to attend."
Vegeta stood up from his indian style position. He packed up there capsles inside his jacket. He hefted Bulma over his shoulder. She grabbed the condoms and slipped them in her bra as Vegeta carried her outside the room and down to the parking lot where he decapsulized the motrcycle and dropped her behind him. Vegeta reved up the engine and sped up, Bulma's grip on his waist lightening.
~ 4 Hours Later ~/~ Atlanta GA ~/~ 2002 Indutrial Automobile Convention ~
Vegeta and Bulma rolled up at the convention center. He capsulized his bike and they walked up to the building. Bulma looked around her and saw people dressed in bussiness attire. Feeling out of place and nervous.
"Vegeta, shouldn't we be dressed more properly for something like this?" Bulma whispered.
"Stop worrying woman"
They walked up to the door automatically earning everyone's attention.
*But why is everyone smiling?* Bulma thought.
A guy walked up towards Vegeta.
"Vegeta, it's good to see you made it again! I see you have a companion this year. Who's your lady friend?" the guy asked.
Bulma was expecting Vegeta to tell the guy that they were just on bussiness terms, nothing more. But she was surpsied when Vegeta replied...
"Hands off Camron, keep your dick in your pants with this one, she's mine"
Personally, Vegeta was surprised with himself. He was going to tell Camron that Bulma was here with him on bussiness. Vegeta leaned into Camron's hearing range.
"Is Isabella here?"
"Oh, she's here, she's been boasting that she's going to defeat you yet again in the competition this year"
Vegeta growled.
"'I'll show that wench!" Vegeta promised.
"You do that buddy!"
Camron patted Vegeta's shoulder and walked off. For the rest of the day, Bulma was marvelled at the new car models and designs coming out next year. The day was drawing to a close, she was full from the cavier and wine she'd eaten all day. Vegeta drifted off a while ago. Bulma was getting worried. She turned a corner and saw Vegeta talking to a rather big breasted woman. She had blond hair, glasses, and was in a bussiness suit, rolling the wine around in her glass casually.
*She'd look more intellegent if she didn't have such big juggers!* Bulma thought. *Who is she?*
Who was the woman that Vegeta was talking to. Who really is Isabella, and is Bulma sensing jealousy? Wait till the next chapter. :)
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A/N: Basically Everyone are car dealers. Yay!
Chapter 10:
It's only Tuesday!?
Bulma woke up grogily, her neck hurt like hell, the morning breath in her mouth was making her feel ill, and she felt wet...all over her body. She groaned and opened her eyes. Her vision was blurred. She thought she saw 2 tan things spread apart. Eventually her vision was being clear, two reveal that those two tan things, were that of two tan legs. Bulma gulped and looked up. She met the expression of a gruff wet saiya-jin. She eeped.
"Vegeta, what the hell?"
"You didn't bathe last night"
"That's not an excuse for you to bring me in here with you!" Bulma shouted.
Bulma now realising that she was indeed nude, she tried her best to cover herself. Vegeta frowned.
"Awww, now your going to cover up my view" Vegeta said sarcastically.
Bulma began to growl.
"Your view? What do you think I am, something for you to gawk at all the time? WHY I OUGHTA "
Bulma couldn't finish her much desired ranting, for Vegeta shoved a bar of soap into her mouth using his tail. Bulma spat the foul tasting bar out of her mouth and stood up ready to slap Vegeta so hard, he'd not onl cry for his mother, but for god and above to save him. (A/N: Like ANYONE can make Vegeta want to do that! LOL )
"Your breath is rancid woman. I thought I could freshen it and silence you at once. I see I suceeded." Vegeta said casually.
Vegeta kept on smirking, even as he guessed Bulma's hand rising to slap him. Which she eventually did, but he did not flinch in the least. Bulma's eyes widened, she glanced below, grinned, and kicked him in his unsuspecting manhood. Which she assumed was the only soft part of his rock hard body. She began to walk out of the shower, when a hand shot back out of the shower and around her waist, Bulma eeped yet again and was pulled back under the spray of hot water and the gaze of Vegeta.
"We never DID do what I had planned for you yesterday" Vegeta whispered in her ear, giving her earlobe a light lick, followed by a strong one.
Vegeta pressed his lips to Bulma, letting his tounge roam the insides of her small mouth. Bulma pulled away.
"Oh, so you rather not taste my 'rancid breath', yet you'd rather taste Lever2000?" Bulma asked hotly.
Vegeta grunted and ignored her. Bulma shivered and let him push her against the cold tile wall of the shower, she gasped at the chilling cold as Vegeta raised her higher against the cold wall. Vegeta pushed his body close to hers. Bulma was still surprised that her kick to the groin hadn't effected him. Either it was because of his inhuman strength, or that he was already hard. She didn't want to investigate. Vegeta began to nip at her collar bone, while his hands drifted up and down the sides of her body with feather light precission.
Bulma groaned a released any thoughts of anger towards her new found lover. She felt the lights go out. She opened her eyes and saw Vegeta's index finger still glowing. (A/N: You know you can sense darkness and light through your thin eyelids right? Also, vegeta shot a small ki ball at the light bulb! :P ) Vegeta could see just fine in the darkness of the bathroom. Vegeta slid into her, taking her breath away. Bulma gripped Vegeta's shoulders, digging her nails into his flesh, greeting the feelings coursing through her veins rapidly.
Vegeta pounded into her, relishing in her screams of ecstasy. Bulma had everything Vegeta was looking for in a mate, but he was trying to ignore the thoughts that Bulma was just whathe wanted, only thinking of her as his easy lay or a bussiness partner, but he knew right. He knew the day would come when he wouldn't be able to deny his feelings for her. He dreaded the day he;d let his guard down and open his arms for the woman to run into. His thoughts ceased when he felt his release approaching. Bulma screamed louder and louder, the warm dark abyss that surrounded her, making her screams of rapture echo or bounce against, only hitting her back again.
Vegeta growled, and allowed his climax to get the best of him. Releasing himself inside her, after Bulma shouted his name. Feeling the orgasmic numbness drain away like the water in the shower, he released Bulma's body, letting her slide to the floor. He caught his breath then proceeded to pick her up and carry her out of the shower and deposit her body like a sack of potatoes onto the bed. He looked over to the package of condoms given to them.
*There are other times to use those blasted things* Vegeta thought bitterly.
He now allowed Bulma to rest shortly, whilst he dressed and meditated far away fro her body.
~ 30 minutes later ~
Bulma sat up, clutching her chest.
*That bastard couldn't have done to me, what I think he did* Bulma thought.
She felt her chest, realising that she was dressed in the clothes she had fell asleep in, only the faint taste of Lever2000 and the soreness down below concluded her fears.
*That bastard seduced me yet again!* Bulam shouted in her mind.
"You sleep to much" Vegeta muttered. "I don't have time for you to just lay around. We have a convention to attend."
Vegeta stood up from his indian style position. He packed up there capsles inside his jacket. He hefted Bulma over his shoulder. She grabbed the condoms and slipped them in her bra as Vegeta carried her outside the room and down to the parking lot where he decapsulized the motrcycle and dropped her behind him. Vegeta reved up the engine and sped up, Bulma's grip on his waist lightening.
~ 4 Hours Later ~/~ Atlanta GA ~/~ 2002 Indutrial Automobile Convention ~
Vegeta and Bulma rolled up at the convention center. He capsulized his bike and they walked up to the building. Bulma looked around her and saw people dressed in bussiness attire. Feeling out of place and nervous.
"Vegeta, shouldn't we be dressed more properly for something like this?" Bulma whispered.
"Stop worrying woman"
They walked up to the door automatically earning everyone's attention.
*But why is everyone smiling?* Bulma thought.
A guy walked up towards Vegeta.
"Vegeta, it's good to see you made it again! I see you have a companion this year. Who's your lady friend?" the guy asked.
Bulma was expecting Vegeta to tell the guy that they were just on bussiness terms, nothing more. But she was surpsied when Vegeta replied...
"Hands off Camron, keep your dick in your pants with this one, she's mine"
Personally, Vegeta was surprised with himself. He was going to tell Camron that Bulma was here with him on bussiness. Vegeta leaned into Camron's hearing range.
"Is Isabella here?"
"Oh, she's here, she's been boasting that she's going to defeat you yet again in the competition this year"
Vegeta growled.
"'I'll show that wench!" Vegeta promised.
"You do that buddy!"
Camron patted Vegeta's shoulder and walked off. For the rest of the day, Bulma was marvelled at the new car models and designs coming out next year. The day was drawing to a close, she was full from the cavier and wine she'd eaten all day. Vegeta drifted off a while ago. Bulma was getting worried. She turned a corner and saw Vegeta talking to a rather big breasted woman. She had blond hair, glasses, and was in a bussiness suit, rolling the wine around in her glass casually.
*She'd look more intellegent if she didn't have such big juggers!* Bulma thought. *Who is she?*
Who was the woman that Vegeta was talking to. Who really is Isabella, and is Bulma sensing jealousy? Wait till the next chapter. :)
Now review with all your might!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD