My friend asked me to write a story about Goku and Chichi in the city. I hope I did them
justice, I had to make Goku a little less naive to make this work the way I wanted. I heard
about these rooms in some old sex documentary, I don't think they have dining areas, but I
added one anyway. Oh well...on to the story!!

*LEGAL STUFF*
I did not create DragonballZ or it's characters. They are the property of Toriyama-san,
Funimation, and whatever  Japanese affiliates were gracious enough to allow the butchering of
the show so that us humble Americans could enjoy it. This is a work of erotic fanfiction, so if
local laws prevent you from viewing such material due to age restrictions or the like please do
not continue. Otherwise you will accept full legal responsiblity for your actions and you HAVE
been warned. *Sigh*

CasualOtaku
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Part 1- Plastic and Pine-Sol

Goku slid into bed beside Chichi and pulled her sleeping form close to him. He moved her hair
back from her face and kissed her tenderly, breathing in the lemony scent of her recent bath.
She shifted a little, but didn't wake. He looked at his wife and smiled. *Kami, how I love you
Chichi. I'd die without you by my side.*  She instinctively snuggled closer to him  rubbing her
cheek into his well-defined chest, her warm breath flowing over his nipples. Desire began to curl
through him and he considered waking her for a quickie. *No, she deserves her rest.* He
pulled her leg over his hip and undulated against her as he kissed her temple. It's been way too
long. *We could both use a break from thinking about those androids.* The beginnings of
an idea began to form. *Hmm, I wonder??*  He crept out of bed and knocked on Gohan's
door. *I just hope this works.*

The next day Chichi woke up and kissed the loudly snoring Goku, before heading downstairs
to prepare breakfast. Goku cracked an eye and continued his fake snoring as he enjoyed the
view of his wife's pert little butt swaying as she walked out the room. *Any minute now....*
"Agggh!! Gohaaann, Piccolooo!!!"  *That's my cue.*  He bounded down the steps to the
kitchen and just missed a puddle of ..... *What the heck is this stuff?*
 
Goku looked around... *Whoa, they really out did themselves.*  The kitchen looked as if
an earthquake, a tornado, and flood had been through it, then decided to make an encore
performance. Rice and flour covered the counters. The sink had and ocean of suds spilling
over the side. Blobs of what appeared to be tempura batter dotted the walls and floor. It
looked like every dish and bowl in the house had something in it, and several cans, bottles,
and packages lay scattered about. Goku had to stifle a laugh when he saw the chicken
swinging from the ceiling fan. Chichi, however, was NOT amused, and she was yelling a mile
a minute as Gohan flushed beet red and Piccolo, well Piccolo just stood there with a huge
bead of sweat on his forehead. *Thanks guys, I owe you big time* thought Goku.

"By Kami, I can't believe you two." Chichi screamed "Don't you have the good sense not to
start a fight in the house?!?  Just look at my kitchen!! How am I supposed to cook in this
mess? Neither of you is going anywhere until you clean this up!!!"  Goku came up behind her
giving her a kiss on the cheek "Morning, Chichi." Chichi faltered. "Oh Goku" she cried burying
her face in his chest. "I was going to fix you an extra special breakfast but, but...." He winced
inwardly, he hated to hide the truth, but he was committed, Gohan and Piccolo both faced the
wrath of Chichi as a personal favor. He had to make it worth it.

"Gosh Chichi, it's okay." said Goku. "Heyyy, I know!!"  he said putting a hand behind his
head.  "We can go out for breakfast!!" Chichi's jaw hung slightly with amazement. *He's
going to stop training and take me out?? Then again it is about food, my Goku loves
his food.*  Chichi flushed a little as she thought of a few times he "loved" her with food. *Oh
well a girl can't be too picky, but my kitchen...* "That would be nice Goku,"  she said.
Then she turned on Gohan and Piccolo, "but you two can't come. You're both going to stay
here and clean up my kitchen!!!" Piccolo just nodded as Gohan replied, "Hai, kaasan."

Chichi went to the closet and threw cleaning supplies at the pair. "I better not find so much as
a single grain of rice out of  place when we get back." she shouted as she pulled a rather
flushed Goku out the door. *I really, really owe you guys. Thank you!!*  he sent. They
nodded slightly to indicate they got the message. When the couple was out of sight Piccolo
uncrossed his arms reached and cut off the holographic projector they'd borrowed from
Bulma. "There, now let's go train." Gohan nodded and followed his mentor out of the window.

Chichi smiled at Goku as he packed away his 10th stack of pancakes (in one bite). *He's so
cute, I just love my Goku.* Goku met her eyes, and smiled. Chichi felt her heart melt all
over again. *I'm so lucky, no woman could have a man as adorable as him.*  When
Goku had finally eaten his fill, the couple sat and talked about the weather (no, not literally. It
was just the usual couple stuff, insignificant but sweet).

Goku gazed at Chichi.  *How did I manage to get you? I love you so much Chichi. I cant
wait to show you.*  Goku grinned. "Hey Chichi let's go for a walk. I need to walk down my
food." She nodded and took his arm. They walked along the streets talking about old times
and how far they'd come. "Konnichiwa!!" called a plastic girl holding out a flyer. "Come try
our brand new inn!! We're having a special today, 50% off every room!!" Chichi blushed a
little, fully aware of the type of  'inn'  the girl was hawking. Goku took the flyer and grinned.
"Look Chichi" he said handing her the flyer "sounds like fun, neh?"

Chichi started to stammer and blushed even more furiously as Goku started pulling her to the
entrance. "G-GG-Goku!!!" He pulled her close and gave her his best puppy dog expression.
"Come on Chichi. It'll be fun, I promise!" The plastic girl gave Chichi an encouraging smile.
Chichi sighed and nodded. Goku gave one of his trademark, brighter than the sun grins and
led her inside.

They stopped in front of a large collection of backlit pictures. Each showed a shot of one of
the many available rooms with a small slot beneath. Goku scratched his head as he looked
over the selections. "Hmm, I dunno. Which one do you like Chichi? The waterfall, the garden,
the dungeon???" Chichi blushed even more and pointed to one. "The rooftops?!?" Goku
laughed. Chichi started to pout. "I'm sorry, honey." he giggled "I just never knew...Well, if
that's what you want, that's what we'll do." He fed money into the machine and pressed the
picture of the skyline. The light winked off and a key fell into the slot.

The couple made their way to the room and opened the door. The walls were painted to look
like a city skyline viewed from a rooftop. The designs even glowed slightly in the dark to
resemble city lights. The carpet was slate grey and rough (the way only office grade carpet
can be) to simulate concrete. The ceiling even glowed with artificial stars. All the windows
were one-way glass and a jet black sleeping pad lay in the middle of the room.

Goku lifted Chichi into his arms and began to kiss her as he carried her to the pad. He
dropped to his knees and set his wife on his hips as he sat on the smooth satin sheets. He
slowly undid the bun she so often wore. "I love your hair" he whispered and ran his fingers
through the silky tresses. "and the taste of your skin..." he continued as he trailed kisses along
her neck. Chichi shuddered as her husband's hands slid under her dress to stroke her back.
He stopped and looked deep into her eyes. "But most of all, I love you Chichi-sama." Chichi
gave a watery smile and threw her arms around Goku. "Oh, I love you too Goku-sama." He
smiled and started to kiss her again.

He pulled her dress over her head and bent to kiss the skin above the simple cotton bra.
Chichi moaned a little as his hands began to stroke the her breast through the smooth white
material. It still amazed her that such battle-roughened hands could be so gentle. He leaned
her back onto the pad and quickly rid himself of his own shirt and pants. Chichi looked her fill
as she bent to remove her underwear. Goku grabbed her hands, "No not yet..."

Chichi gave him a quizzical look, but honored his request. He joined her on the pad, now
down to his boxers, and caught her lips in another kiss. He ran his hands and mouth along
every inch of skin left exposed on her body. Chichi tried again to take off her bra, but Goku
caught her wrists in one hand and waved a scolding finger. She started to protest but it quickly
died when he dove between her legs and started to lick her through her panties. "Ah, oh
Goku!" she cried as she felt herself spasm, soaking the small swatch of cloth. Goku sucked
out what he could, and returned to her lips, grinding against her a little as he kissed her again.

"Oh Goku, pleease," she begged "don't tease me!! I want you to take me now." He smiled
down at her "Soon, real soon. I promise." he said. He continued moving against her,
deepening the kiss, eliciting a moan. He kissed her eyes, her chin, her ears, even her nose.
This time when she shuddered, he came with her. When she recovered a little, Chichi punched
Goku in the shoulder. "Don't you think we're a little old for dry-humping??" He gave her a
roguish grin. "I just needed to let out a little tension. Now I can last longer for the real thing..."

(B.T.W. plastic girls are women who dress in brightly colored [often plastic] clothes, whose job it is to
hand out flyers about sales.)
 

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