His Asian Love

By Kasumi Lee

What to do when the boss is sleeping with you?

Reiko Yamada is the personal assistant to Daniel Shaw, billionaire founder and CEO of Shaw Ventures, as well as his mistress. The passion is real and the sex is amazing, but every night she comes home to her caring and clueless husband Taro, and the guilt is eating away at her.

And now she’s pregnant.

Her dilemma is growing along with her belly, and as her due date looms, so do the questions she faces: should she choose her billionaire White boss or her faithful Asian husband? Is Mr. Shaw just using her for his pleasure? Will Taro forgive her for cuckolding him? What if Mr. Shaw wants her to be more than just his mistress? What’s best for the baby?

Find out how Reiko’s story concludes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kasumi Lee
• Release date: May 2, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005585181

Kasumi Lee

Hi!I’m Kasumi Lee, a modestly accomplished erotica author liberated from the chains of Amazon exclusivity. How that happened is literally Kafkaesque, and so I moved my whole steamy catalog of sexy stories to Smashwords!I’ve written a lot of interracial stories featuring White men and Asian women, especially ones where my Asian female characters find themselves pregnant by their handsome White lovers. Their clueless Asian husbands won’t find out until it’s too late!Not all my stories are interracial stories, or even set in the real world. I’ve experimented with paranormal erotica, and even some darker taboo stories, but interracial stories with sexy White knights seducing and breeding beautiful Asian goddesses remain my favorite.Whatever gets you hard or makes you wet, I’m sure you’ll find something in my smutty little library to satisfy you. I hope you have as much fun reading my stories as I had writing them!Kasumi Lee

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His Asian Love

A WMAF Erotic Romance Story of Interracial Adultery

Kasumi Lee

Copyright © 2020 Kasumi Lee

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Reiko lay awake, staring at the alarm clock. There was still another hour until she had to get up, but all she wanted to do was go back to sleep. She opened her mouth and yawned silently, but the tiredness weighing down her eyes wasn’t enough to push her back into dreamland.

She heard the sheets rustling next to her as Taro shifted position under the covers. Her husband seemed to sleep like a log every night, and she had no idea how he did it. On the bright side, that meant she could masturbate in bed without waking him.

Reiko eased her pajama pants down to her ankles and kicked them off. Then she spread her thighs and stuck her fingers inside herself.

She would rather use a Hitachi for this sort of thing, but there was no way she could hide something like that in the bedroom. Taro may be her husband, but she didn’t like sharing her masturbation habits with him.

That wasn’t the only thing she couldn’t share with him…

Reiko arched her back and lifted her hips as she inserted her fingers even deeper. It was easy enough to make herself wet, and as she began to finger herself properly, she felt her juices flow and leak onto the sheets.

She closed her eyes and opened her mouth. The image of a certain someone’s penis thrusting inside her filled her imagination, along with his face in her mind’s eye. His chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes transfixed her, even in her fantasies.

Taro was skinny and short in comparison. In fact, he had the same height and build as she did, while Mr. Shaw towered over her by several inches and was built like a weightlifter.

The first few times she had masturbated to her boss, the mental infidelity had dragged her down from her climax into the depths of shame. But after a few weeks of habitual fantasizing about him, she no longer felt guilty about imagining him in Taro’s place.

Maybe it was just her, but she felt they had grown kind of distant. Taro worked from home and was always there to greet her with a smile at the end of the working day. Even so, her long hours at the office had begun to wear on their relationship.

Of course, part of the problem was what she was doing right now. She had been in