Nightshift Is Hard – Asian Girl Gets Fucked All Night
It was another long night at the office for Yumi, a petite Asian girl in her early 20s. She worked as an administrative assistant at a large consulting firm downtown. Normally, she tried to avoid night shifts whenever possible. But with a major project deadline looming, Yumi had no choice but to put in the extra hours, even if it meant missing out on her social life.
As the sun began to set, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, Yumi settled in at her desk with a fresh cup of strong green tea. The office was eerily quiet, most of her coworkers having gone home hours ago. The only sounds were the whirring of the fluorescent lights overhead and the gentle hum of the air conditioning.
Yumi sighed and opened up her laptop, ready to dive into another long night of brainstorming, data analysis, and writing up reports. She had just started making progress when she heard the door to the office suite open.
Turning in her chair, Yumi was surprised to see her coworker James stroll in. A tall, handsome man in his late 30s, James was a high level executive who rarely worked late. Yumi found herself blushing slightly, knowing that the two of them would likely be alone in the office for the rest of the evening.
“Working late too, Yumi?” James greeted her with a charming smile. He flashed his pearly whites and Yumi felt her heart flutter in her chest. She had always been a bit infatuated with him, but had never mustered the courage to make a move.
“I am,” Yumi replied, trying to sound casual despite her nerves. “Just trying to get this project wrapped up before the weekend. You know how it is.”
“Indeed I do,” James agreed, setting his briefcase down by his desk. “Actually, I was hoping to go over some numbers with you later, if you have a minute?”
Yumi nodded eagerly, pleased that James had sought her out. “Of course, I’m happy to help. Anytime you’re ready.”
James winked at her. “Perfect. I just need to check some emails real quick. You keep working your magic, I’ll be over in a bit.”
As James disappeared into his office, Yumi tried to focus back on her spreadsheets and data models. But her mind kept wandering to the handsome executive, wondering what he wanted to discuss with her.
For the next hour, Yumi typed away, only taking short breaks to sip her tea and stretch. The caffeine had her wired and alert, despite the late hour. She was making great progress on her report, when she felt a presence behind her.
Turning, Yumi saw James perched on the edge of her desk. “You wanted to see me?” she asked, trying to sound calm.
James nodded, looking down at her with a heated gaze. “I did. I have to say, Yumi, you look extra beautiful tonight. That nightlight is doing amazing things for your skin.”
Yumi’s blush deepened and she glanced down shyly. “Oh, that’s very kind of you to say,” she murmured.
James reached out and gently tipped her chin up, so she was looking him in the eye. “I mean it,” he said seriously. “You’re an incredible woman. Smart, sexy, talented…I’ve been wanting to tell you how I feel for a long time.”
Yumi’s heart raced as she realized what was happening. “And how do you feel?” she whispered.
James leaned in until his lips were almost brushing hers. “I feel like I want to kiss you until you’re breathless,” he breathed. “I want to worship every inch of your gorgeous body. I want to make you mine.”
Yumi was trembling now, her whole body aching for his touch. “Please,” she whispered. “Kiss me, James.”
With a groan, James closed the distance and captured Yumi’s lips in a searing kiss. She melted into him instantly, parting her lips to welcome his tongue. His hands slid down to her waist, pulling her flush against his hard body.
Yumi whimpered into the kiss, her own hands fisting in James’ crisp dress shirt. She had never been so turned on in her life. All her late nights and long hours at the office faded away, until her world narrowed down to just him.
After several long moments, James pulled back, both of them panting. “Let’s take this somewhere more comfortable,” he suggested, his voice low and rough with desire.
Yumi nodded dumbly, allowing James to scoop her up and carry her into a spare conference room. He laid her down on the large table, stepping between her spread thighs.
“I’m going to pleasure you all night long,” James promised darkly as he started undoing his belt. “By the time I’m done with you, you’ll forget all about this wretched night shift.”
And with that, he surged forward and buried himself deep in Yumi’s tight, wet heat. She cried out at the sudden intrusion, but soon her cries turned to moans of ecstasy as James began to thrust.
He took her hard and fast, spurred on by her needy whimpers and the way her inner muscles clenched around him. Yumi was completely lost to the sensation, surrendering herself to the pleasure.
As the night wore on, James had his wicked way with her in every position imaginable. He bent her over the table, fucked her standing up against the wall, even took her on the plush leather couch in the corner of the room.
Yumi came over and over again, until she was a boneless, quivering mess. James was relentless in his pursuit of her pleasure, seeming to know exactly how to touch her, where to kiss her, to make her scream.
Hours passed in a blur of sweat and passion. The only sounds were the slap of skin on skin, their grunts and moans of rapture, and the steady beep of James’ watch.
Finally, just as the first rays of dawn peeked through the blinds, James pulled Yumi into one last, soul-searing kiss before spilling himself deep inside her with a guttural groan.
They collapsed together on the couch after, both of them panting and spent. Yumi felt like she was floating, her body humming with satisfaction.
“That was…incredible,” she managed to say, her voice hoarse.
James just chuckled, nuzzling into the crook of her neck. “I told you I’d make you forget all about this night shift,” he teased.
Yumi giggled, hugging him closer. “Oh, you certainly did,” she agreed. “I’ll never complain about working late again.”
James grinned, trailing his fingers up and down her spine. “That’s my girl,” he praised. “My perfect, sexy, smart girl. I’m going to take such good care of you.”
Yumi’s heart swelled at his words. Maybe this night shift hadn’t been so much of a hardship after all. In fact, it had led to the most erotic night of her life, and the promise of more to come.
As Yumi drifted off to sleep in James’ strong arms, she couldn’t help but smile. She had a feeling this was the start of a very beautiful relationship.