"Have a good day at work, honey," said Miss Lei, and the tall Asian housewife hugged her husband Mr. Wong and sent him on his way. Mr. Wong looks sharp in his dark business suit. The Asian gentleman has a busy day ahead of him as a Canadian Government worker operating in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. After her husband's departure, Miss Lei cleaned the house, did the laundry and then sat at the computer. Accessing her RBC Bank account, Miss Lei took care of the Hydro Ottawa bill, the cellphone bill and various other tasks. Miss Lei is the archetype of the prim and proper Asian matriarch, the one who takes care of everything.
Twenty three years ago, Miss Lei was brought to the City of Ottawa, Ontario, by her husband, Mr. Phillip Wong. The Asian Canadian bachelor, educated in finance at the University of Ottawa, had his pick of Asian Canadian women and White women, but chose to marry an Asian lady from the home country. Mr. Wong thought that westernized women were too problematic, always rebelling against male authority and tradition. When Miss Lei came to Canada, she was thankful for Mr. Wong's generosity and kindness. The two of them got married, and started a family. That's how it's done.
Miss Lei bore Mr. Wong two sons, Gerald Wong and Elias Wong, both of whom are enrolled at the University of Toronto. Mr. Wong is a proud Asian Canadian patriarch and his wife Miss Lei honors him by being a wonderful partner, a homemaker, and the kind of compliant spouse that most men can only dream of. Mr. Wong feels bad for his colleagues, whether they're Black, White, Latino, Arab or Asian, because their wives are rebellious and give them a lot of problems. Asian women from the old country make the best wives. Mr. Wong would stake his life on that. Miss Lei is terrific, and Mr. Wong cannot get enough of her...
Around noon, with all of her tasks done, and with several hours left until her husband Mr. Wong came home, Miss Lei found herself bored. What's a bored Asian Canadian housewife to do? After watching television for a while, Miss Lei's boredom only deepened. Browsing through a newspaper, she came across a very interesting ad. There were male and female escorts advertising their services. Miss Lei grinned upon reading the tagline from Mr. Chocolate King. This one sounded promising. Driven by curiosity and boredom, Miss Lei grabbed her cell phone and dialed up Mr. Chocolate King.
"Good morning, ma'am, I'm C.K. how can I help you?" said the deep masculine voice. Miss Lei grinned, surprised that Mr. Chocolate King answered on the first ring. Willing herself to be calm, Miss Lei brought up the ad and inquired about Mr. Chocolate King's services. The ad described the black male escort as masculine and pansexual, catering to various needs and wants. Miss Lei was in the mood for some company, but Mr. Chocolate King would have to play by her rules and her rules alone. The customer's wants and needs being paramount in all business transactions...
"Come to 1170 Cosgrove Lane in Vanier, three kilometers from the Saint Laurent Mall in the East End of Ottawa," Miss Lei said crisply. Mr. Chocolate King agreed, and then hung up. Miss Lei giggled excitedly, then ran to take a shower. The Asian housewife cleaned her body in anticipation of a good time with this fine chocolate man. After getting cleaned up, Miss Lei put on a red tank top and black yoga pants, and then waited. True to his word, Mr. Chocolate King arrived at the door exactly sixty minutes after their phone conversation.
"Hello again, ma'am," said Mr. Chocolate King, or C.K. as he prefers to be called. The tall, handsome young black man stood there, wearing a red silk shirt, black tie, black dress pants and black timberland boots. Miss Lei was impressed, for C.K. looked like a business man or perhaps one of those door to door Christian missionary types. Smiling, Miss Lei stepped aside to let C.K. into the Wong household. The brother nodded graciously and complimented her on her lovely home. Miss Lei appreciated C.K. on his gentlemanly manner, but then got right down to business. This is after all a business transaction, when one gets down to brass tacks.
"Mr. C.K. you are here to entertain me, to the tune of three hundred dollars per hour, I want a hot and vigorous sensual experience," Miss Lei said sharply. C.K. nodded and smiled. A lot of people think of Asian women as soft and sweet, or docile and pliant. As an escort who sleeps with both women and men of all races, C.K. knew better. Hell, C.K. once did a threesome with a bisexual Japanese man named Yamamoto and his demure wife Lily. The Japanese housewife was freakier than her husband, even though C.K. had a great time banging them both. Asian ladies are feisty as hell, but hide it so well...
