Son Family Week 2020

Dreams and Fantasies

Day: Goku

Housework

"So, you want me to start with the garden?"

"Yes."

"Then I have to clean the whole house? Every room? Do the cooking and laundry?"

"Yes."

"Ah, ChiChi, that's a lot of work and we gotta train for the Artificial Humans."

"Well, if someone didn't hit me, then I would be doing this, but because of that someone not controlling himself, I can't do my usual work so he has to do it! And those Artificial Humans won't show up for three years. Missing a few weeks of training until I am well won't make you not prepare for those killing machines!"

That was true. What's a few weeks when Goku, Gohan and Piccolo have three years?

Instead of resisting, Goku accepted ChiChi's punishment. After all, his tap caused ChiChi a concussion and a broken arm. ChiChi couldn't thoroughly clean or cook and after being away for so long, Goku did think it was the least he could do. Training will resume eventually and they did have three years so there was no worry on that. The current issue Goku had with this situation was something he and ChiChi haven't engaged in for a while. Goku thought it will happen when he returned but his faux paus delayed that.

ChiChi wouldn't let him touch her. Oh, he stole a kiss every now and then but ChiChi wouldn't let him touch her anywhere else. However, Goku thought that will soon change. Last night during dinner, ChiChi decided Gohan will spend the weekend with Gyumao. It surprised both Son men but Goku thought this was the opportunity he needed for him and ChiChi to at least talk about it.

Goku spent this morning tilling the yard. ChiChi sat in a chair watching Goku plant seeds for her vegetable garden. She had her book to entertain her as he worked but each time he looked in ChiChi's direction, Goku noticed ChiChi watching him.

Finished with his work, Goku went to ChiChi. He had plenty of dirty on him from farming but the job was done. "I'm done. So, do I start cleaning inside now?."

"No." ChiChi pointed to the tree laying on the ground. Goku brought that in yesterday. "You never chopped that up for firewood."

"Oh, right." Goku rubbed his neck embarrassed. "I had to start on dinner and I forgot."

"Do it now."

"Okay."

Goku started towards the tree when ChiChi called out to him. "Wait!" Goku turned. "Take off your shirt."

"Huh?"

"Take off your shirt," ChiChi repeated. "It's dirty from you working in the garden."

It was but Goku didn't see the problem. "So, what? I still have work to do. I have to chop the tree for firewood."

"TAKE IT OFF!" she screamed.

"Okay, okay," he gave in. What's was wrong with her? ChiChi would get angry at him but there was usually a reason. ChiChi being angry at him not taking his clothes off when he still had work to do didn't make sense but he did it anyway. He stood before ChiChi with a bare chest. "Like this?"

ChiChi nodded. She pointed to the tree. "Get to work." Goku made two sharp chops with his hand when he heard ChiChi scream, "Stop!" Goku turned to her. "Use the ax."

The ax? Gyumao brought that for them but Goku never used it. Only ChiChi did. "I don't need that ax."

"I want you to use it and use it slowly. Don't be doing that fast chopping. You're not rushing through your housework. I can't so you can't either."

Goku opened his mouth to protest but decided against it. ChiChi will only yell at him. He did like she wanted. He used the ax and chopped the tree slowly. It made his work longer and under the rising sun, it made him sweat more. His back and chest glistened in the sun. It was strange but whenever he looked from the corner of his eyes, ChiChi was watching him. She didn't need to do that. He found ChiChi's micromanaging a little annoying.

When he finished, he put all the wood together and neatly stacked them by the house. "I'm done with all the outside work. Do I start inside now?"

ChiChi rose from her seat. "You have to wash up first. You're completely sweat and dirty."

He wouldn't be as sweaty and dirty if ChiChi didn't insist he take off his shirt and work slowly. As the two walked back in the house, Goku asked, "Did you read that book at all?"

ChiChi's eyes rolled. "Why would bring it out here if I wasn't going to read it?"

"I don't know but it looks like you ain't turned a page since we've been out here."

"You're being ridiculous."

He's ridiculous, Goku snorted. ChiChi was one to talk. He was pretty certain ChiChi didn't read at all. If he didn't know better he would say ChiChi was watching him the entire time.

I know I ain't good at housework but ChiChi didn't have to watch me the entire time. What's with her?

Goku escaped ChiChi's watchful eyes when he took his shower. She waited on him when he stepped in the bedroom naked. He put on his boxers as he asked her, "Where do you want me to start?"

"Laundry." When Goku pulled out new clothes from the drawer, ChiChi stopped him. "You won't need that."

Goku turned to ChiChi, "But I ain't finished dressing."

"You're dressed enough." Goku was ready to speak again but ChiChi shut him down. "Goku, until I'm well again, you have to do the laundry."

"But the washer-"

"You have to fold every piece of clothing. Do you want to add more?"

Nope.

Goku returned to the bathroom and grabbed the clothing basket. When he stepped out, he noticed ChiChi spraying herself with perfume with her good arm. Goku hated that smell. It covered up ChiChi's natural scent. He could smell the nasty perfume on her when he was outside.

"Why are you spraying yourself with that?"

"I like the scent and I want to smell like it."

"I don't like it," Goku complained. "I like your natural scent."

"Too bad. Now stop stalling and get to work."

Goku rolled his eyes. Fine. He gathered clothes from the other bathroom and dumped them in the washer. While the clothes washed, Goku cleaned the house. He swept and mopped the floors of each room, dust every room and cleaned the windows. He folded the laundry and put all the clothes away. All this was done in his underwear and all under ChiChi's watchful eyes.

When he bent to clean the coffee table, ChiChi was there. When he was on his hands and knees scrubbing the floors, ChiChi was there. Every time he looked, ChiChi was there with that stern look on her face, telling him to go slower, telling him he missed a spot; telling him to go over it again. How come he always missed a spot or had to clean again in front of her? And why did he have to do all of this in his underwear?!

It's like she wants to watch me half na—

Wait. Could that be it?

Was ChiChi getting some sexual pleasure at seeing him doing work outside, clean their home in his underwear? That wasn't possible. When ChiChi's aroused, Goku knew it. He could always smell-

The perfume!

It covered her scent and she sprayed more of it on her when he was in the shower.

Well, well, she was getting frustrated like him and got some relief watching him stripped down and doing housework.

Now that he was on to ChiChi's game, he was going to turn the tables on her.

Goku was ready when it came time to fix dinner. ChiChi sat at the table wearing that stinky perfume. He wished he had a camera to take a picture of ChiChi's face when he walked naked. ChiChi's mouth parted in shock. Her eyes were definitely not looking at his face as she screamed.

"Where's your underwear?!"

"In the clothes basket." Internally, Goku was laughing. "With all the cleaning I had to do today, it wouldn't make sense to cook dinner in dirty clothes and since I should use as little clothes as possible, it wouldn't make sense wearing clean clothes. So, it's best I cook dinner naked."

"I…." she finally moved her eyes to his face. "I guess you have a point."

"But I don't want food splattering on me," he grabbed ChiChi's apron, "so I should wear this."

"I supposed that's okay."

"Fish is cooking outside. What should I make to go with that?" Goku asked as he tied ChiChi's apron.

"Cock," ChiChi murmured. Goku turned to her. ChiChi's face turned red. "Coconut," she corrected herself.

"Coconut?" Goku wanted to laugh. He knew what she said. "I don't know how to cook that."

"I was thinking of desert," ChiChi rushed out. "Just cook rice. Chop some vegetables like carrots, broccoli, and cauliflower. We'll steam it."

"Sure. Sounds simple enough." Goku cooked the rice, chopped and steamed the vegetables like ChiChi wanted. He did this a lot since he came back and after a while, he learned to do it without burning the food.

After the fish cooked, he broke that down into several hot pieces of meat and placed them on several platters. He placed that with the bowls of rice and vegetables on the table before ChiChi where he decided to taunt her again.

"Whoo!" Goku raised the apron in front of ChiChi and wiped his face. "All that cooking got me to break out in a sweat." When he dropped the apron, ChiChi's face matched the apron's color. "What's wrong, ChiChi?"

ChiChi's face was red from anger and embarrassment, "How did you find out?"

"Hmm?" he feigned confusion. "What are you talking about, ChiChi?"

"You know what I'm talking about. You walking in naked and flashing me just now proves you know what I've been doing to you all day. So," ChiChi tried again, "what gave me away?"

"Every time I looked, you were watching me. I ain't the best cleaner but you didn't have to watch me so hard." He rests his hand on the back of a chair as he continued. "I didn't understand why or why you insisted I stay in my underwear." He tapped his temple. "Then I got it. When I thought about you wearing the perfume, it made even more sense. I can't smell your tasty scent when you're wearing that perfume junk."

"Hmm," was all ChiChi said. The truth was out now. "Well, it has been a while and I'm not mad at you anymore but I didn't want to come out and say it. I thought it would be more playful this way." She laughed. "I thought you'd figure it out when I sent Gohan to be with Dad but you still acted clueless."

"Not clueless," Goku said as he sat down. "I thought we could talk since we're alone but I thought you were still mad since your arm is still broken. "

"It doesn't hurt so much anymore. I think it's better but I should stay in my sling until the cast comes off."

"So…" Goku chose his word carefully. ChiChi said the right things that signaled something they both wanted but he needed confirmation, "are you ready to talk?"

His nervousness was cute. ChiChi knew what Goku wanted to talk about. She was ready, too. "And other things."