My Wei

Allison giggled.

"Maybe we can flavor the Asian mini-condoms to taste like sushi, or sweet-and-sour pork. General Tso's Chicken-Choke. Barbequed Cat and Dog flavors, even. Oh, the possibilities are just limitless!" she gushed.

"We could make even more money off the chinks if we advertised that the condoms are coated with a super-scientific-sounding new lubricant-lotion-enzyme that makes Asian dicks grow bigger, last longer, and uses hormone-attraction to actually make White girls more attracted to small chink peens!"

Allison laughed long and hard at that, doubling over in furious uncontrollable laughter.

Wei wanted to throw her out of the tempting floor-to-ceiling windows and triumphantly piss on her falling body as it plummets to the concrete pavement.

Allison picked up the "Small" size condom and tore the wrapping.

"Whip it out, Wei," she ordered the Asian. "Do we need the tweezers?"

She laughed. But also drooled a bit out of the corners of her mouth.

Wei caught it, and she knew he saw it.

She gave him a smile.

"Let me see your Asian dick," she told Wei. Gently. Genuinely.

Wei looked around.

"Um..." he began. "Let me just have the condom and I'll take it home and—"

"No. Here, Wei."

Wei looked to the side door.

"Couldn't I go into your bathroom and—"

"No, Wei. I said—" she grabbed Wei's belt and pulled him close so their faces were nose to nose... Mouth to mouth.

They breathed deep and hard, deep in each other's personal space.

Allison swallowed. She looked into the Asian's deep, dark, hypnotic almond eyes. She gulped again. Her eyes with determination and her voice with powerful authority, she said:

"Here. Right now. Wei... Take your fucking pants off," she ordered the Asian. "And show me your. Chink. Dick. Now."

She roughly began undoing Wei's belt. Practically tearing it off, ripping at his pants. She was almost panting like an animal in heat as she did so.

Wei was fighting off a powerful erection.

"Don't try to fight it," she coaxed him. "I want your little bamboo as hard as it can get."

The little Asian gook could be so stubbornly resilient at the worst possible times, she thought as she fought to undress the chink and get another satisfying lustful eye-feast of his beautiful golden gook cock.

But the Asian pulled away and jumped back, keeping a safe distance away from the chink-starved Blonde Goddess.

"Allison— why do you hate me so much?"

Wei finally asked her point-blank.

Allison stared at Wei blanky.

"...What? Wei?"

"Why? Do you? Hate me?"

"Are you asking IF I hate you?"

"I'm asking WHY you hate me. It's always been so obvious you've always hated me. I just want to know: WHY?"

For once, Allison was stunned to silence.

"Wei... please, stop fucking around. And get over here, and show me that beautiful lovely gook peen," Allison pleaded.

"I hate your goddamn sarcasm and all your hurtful racist jokes about how much you hate my Asian dick, Allison!" Wei blew up at her. "Why the fuck would you want to hurt me like that? All I ever am is nice and kind to you! I don't deserve to be treated like this! So my Asian dick isn't big enough for you, so what, I'm not trying to get you in bed or anything, so what does it matter! Sorry I'm not a thick 50-mile long and wide BBC, OK! Imagine if you had small tits or something— yours are fucking big and firm and perfect and natural, but— well, just imagine if you had small ones, and some douchebag asshole came along and kept making fun of you every moment of every day for no reason about your small breasts! How would that make YOU feel?! Just imagine that! So WHY do you do that to ME!? I'm not going to just degrade myself to your hurtful fucking abuse all the time! You want to know if those extra-small condoms will fit Asian guys by using just me as your sample, when you already have your mind set on the outcome, just go ahead and I'll tell you: Go ahead and do what you were always already ever going to do: Conclude all Asian men are hung with smaller dicks than dust mites. So to answer you, Allison: No, those Extra-Small condoms are practically Extra Large Magnums to us dinky Asian men, and those living in Asia. So go make neutrino-sized condoms if you want to sell condoms to us chinks in Asia. OK? Does that answer your curiosity? You're fucking welcome. I'm taking the rest of the day off. I'll see you in the morning, Allison. You fucked up hurtful cunt."

Wei stormed out of the office. A devastating silence thundered in the room and Allison could hear her eardrums pulsating in her aching head.

What the fuck just happened, and what was that chink's problem? Didn't the oblivious little dink see how much the Goddess was obviously craving his Chinese dickmeat to feast on with her mouth, even her drooling wet pussy?

Allison refused to believe that Asian dinks like the intelligent Mister Wei were really that dense. Maybe they were booksmart, but sexually clueless? Clueless about White women? Did dinks even find White women like her sexy?

Any normal man would have gladly begged a goddess like her to please go ahead and give them the handjob and blowjob she had in store for the ungrateful little gook...

And did he genuinely think she hates him? After all she's done for him and his career just by hiring him in the first place to this highly sought-after goldmine of a position!?

Fuck that chink, she thought. Fuck him. He didn't deserve to be her personal assistant.

But he was very handsome, and Allison knew her instincts led her to choose him for a reason... well, for a deeper reason than the obvious physical and superficial ones immediately related to the effect he had on moistening her pussy.

Maybe he was having some weird Asian male-equivalent PMS or something. 'Menopause for men.'

Hopefully, he would be back to his normal self in the morning, she hoped.

She would hate to really lose him.

***

Out in the parking lot, Wei spotted his friend Zhou in the distance walking and talking with that disgusting, cruel-looking dirty Jap bastard fuck. Wei curiously looked on and saw them exchanging laughter and swap phone numbers which they promptly programmed into their cell phones.

When they finally parted, Wei called out to Zhou.

Zhou looked over, surprised— perhaps even guilty— and waved when he saw that it was Wei. Zhou came over to explain.

"That Hideo guy is my hero, he's my idol," said Zhou. "I asked him to be my sensei, and mentor me to be an Asian Sex God, same as him."

"What?"

"Yes. Hideo is such a ladies' man, and I'm such a girly boy. That's why I need his help. To become a Poon-Tang Ninja."

"A what?"

"I must master the art of seduction and eros. I want to get laid too, Wei."

Wei couldn't blame him.

"I want what every undersexed, unloved, unfucked Asian guy wants..." said Zhou. "...I want to feel a beautiful White girl sucking my dick and I want to feel her warm wet pussy fucking my dick."

Wei had to agree. He agreed sadly, though, because he knew the chances were slim to none. A 'Chinaman's chance,' as has been unfortunately and tastelessly termed... but no less accurate.

"I wish you all the luck in the world, my friend," Wei blessed his fellow Asian male unlucky enough to be born Asian in a world that so mercilessly hates Asian males. "You're going to need all of it," Wei thought this last part but didn't say it aloud in order to not completely dash his friend's hope and dream.

But Wei himself was not so naive to chase such a pipedream... especially when the object of such dreams only dreamt of big, black pipes...

***

That night, was the first night since he began working at the company for her, that Wei did not dream of Allison. It was a night of peace, for once. And there was plenty of sleep to relax and refresh his body and mind.

On the other side of the city, in her spacious mansion, in her luxury bedroom, in her royal bed... Allison played with her soaking wet pussy, moaning Wei's name in deep panting breaths dripping with yearning. As she did every night since the Chinaman began working directly for her at her father's company... Allison dreamt of Wei, and it was his Chinese dick that welcomely invaded her most intimate fantasies.

In her dreams and in her fantasies, at least, the mysteriously fascinating Mr. Wei from the mystical East would be hers.

"Ohhhh..." Allison moaned in her deep sleep as her fingers automatically rubbed her wet pussy. "Oh, Wei.... Oh, Wei my sweet... Wei, my love.... Ohhhh... My Wei...."