Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Tungmei's senior colleague, gave her the side glance before passing the stack of papers in his arms to her.

"The manager wants you to pass that to the young Mr. Zhang." He stated.

'Why me?' Tungmei's brows furrowed as the corners of her lips turned downwards.

Reaching out for the papers brought in front of her, she took them into her arms, and just then, a young female fellow work colleague of hers that was at the same age grade as her, walked over with a radiant smile glowing on her face.

Without warning, she reached out to snatch those papers from her hands.

"I have something to report to the Senior manager, so I would send it on my way." The young lady explained, and went on to place the files at the side of her bosom just below her armpit.

Without waiting for their reaction, she strode away on her heels, as Tungmei and the senior colleague watched on.

"Mttcheewww..." Tungmei rolled her eyes at the retreating figure in annoyance.

Normally, she would have been happy that someone was saving her from the stress and distraction, but because of the kind of person that was helping, her mood seemed to go down more.

Retracting his gaze from the female worker, the man co-worker shifted his sight to Tungmei.

"Since Mikayla has volunteered to drop the files off, you can go back to work." He said and then turned around to leave.

A soft sigh escaped Tungmei's lips as she turned around and walked back to her desk to continue with her unfinished work that required her attention.

Mikayla, was Tungmei's fellow co-worker. They had the same interview, and started work the same day.

She was known to curry favour with her senior colleagues. She was someone would abandon her work for an errand willingly, or even option to go in someone's stead, just so she could be in their good books.

And this was the reason Tungmei did not like her, because she always made her and the others feel like they were not serious, or were being rude.

Mikayla continued in her steps as her heels struck against the tiled floor.

The corners of her lips curled at its end as she greeted the people that walked past her with a smile.

Soon, she came in front of the door with the name plate, 'Zhang Mingyu' and immediately, the smile reached her eyes as three streaks of lines appeared at the corners of her eyes.

She seemd happy as her eyes caught sight of the name plate and quickly, she stretched her hand to knock twice, then without waiting for permission, she bent the door handle before pushing the door open.

The first image that entered her line of sight as she stepped into the small office, was the male figure sitting on the leather office chair in front of a work desk.

Wasting no time, she immediately called out to him, as he raised his head to see her. "Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Mingyu whose gaze was on his computer, staring intently at something on the screen, heard the familiar voice and raised his gaze to meet her.

Instantly, the corners of his lips curled.

"Kayla," his gentle tone rang out as his eyes followed her till she took a seat in front of his desk.

"Did you miss me?" Mikayla asked, while flashing him her two rolls of white teeth as her eyes squinted at him.

"Why wouldn't I?" Zhang Mingyu said said with raised brows.

"I thought as much." Mikayla said as she put down the files in her hands in front of him. "I was asked to bring this to you," she explained.

Zhang Mingyu's gaze briefly glanced at the files in front of him, before looking at the young beautiful woman sitting in front of him.

Mikayla was a little busty, and despicable knowing this, she went on to out on a lie cut V-neck tight fitting dress.

What her intentions were, was very clear.

"I thought you came to see me, but it turns out that you only came to deliver a message." Zhang Mingyu said with a little frown, pretending to be dissatisfied.

"Hahaha..." A soft chuckle erupted from her lungs as her right palm immediately flew over to her mouth to stiffle her laughter.

"Mr. Zhang, you are very funny."

"How many times have I told you not to address me that way when we are in private? You should get used to calling me Mingyu. Try it." Zhang Mingyu urged as he leaned into his desk with his gaze never leaving her face.

The young man was currently dressed in a striped packet shirt and plain black trousers.

His necktie, hung loosely around his neck as a pair of black cufflinks at the end of his sleeves, brought out the beauty of his shirt.

Hearing that, Mikayla giggled while squeezing her boobs with her arms. This was an act she did internationally, just to get his attention on that part of her body.

"I'm used to addressing you formally because of the office."

And as if sure that his gaze wouldn't miss her glaring gestures, Zhang Mingyu's gaze actually went to her cleavage before the tip of his to give stuck out from his lightly parted lips to lick the upper and lower lips at the same time.

"Well, you should start adjusting to things now," he managed to say as he finally tore his gaze away from her chest, and shifted it to her face.

"Maybe, being in your private company more, would help me adjust to the new formalities." Mikayla said suggestively as her gaze narrowed at him.

There was still a smile hanging at the corner of her lips. This act truly conveyed her intentions to him, and he immediately grabbed it.

Moving his index finger to his lips to rub the lower part gently, lines appeared on his forehead, as he entirety, appeared to be lost in thought.

"I wouldn't mind hanging out with you continuously, but you have to come to me first. I need to make sure you have the things that would bring me comfort." He replied suggestively as a smirk played at the corners of his lips.

"Hahahaha... Mingyu, you are really very bad. Alright, I will let you try my goods again. But you should know that this is cheating." Mikayla said while standing to her feet.

While walking over to him, she continued. "Do you know how many times you have touched them? I can't even keep a count."

All Zhang Mingyu did was to smile as his eyes followed her till she came to his side. Stretching his hands, out, he beckoned on her to come into his arms.

Mikayla stopped talking as she went to sit on his thighs. Roping his neck with her arms, she leaned her chest to him as she rubbed her soft breasts to his hard chest.

"Is this enough?" She asked as his left hand went up to her tighs to caress her exposed flesh.

"How can it be enough?" He asked with a smirk as his right arm circled her waist.

The next second, his left hand left her tighs and went up to her chest and squeezed her left breast gently.

"Now that's more like it," he said satisfactorily as the softness of her chest ignited something in him.

When last did he feel this good?

Mikayla chuckled softly as she left him squeeze her boobs as her legs dangled across his thick thighs.

With her hands free, she began to caress his neck and chest area.

"Mingyu, do you want to know how it would feel to be inside me?" She whispered to his ear as she rubbed her chest almost into his face.

Her seductive whisper made Zhang Mingyu's heart flutter like a light feather was clutching his heart.

Immediately, he felt a tinge down his lower member and without warning, he buried his face into her bountiful chest, just so his face could get a feel of the amazing softness since touching her with his hand wasn't enough to satisfy him.

A gasp escaped Mikayla's lips as she thre her head backward just so he could get more access to her chest.

That soft gasp thst escaped from her lips, was like the last straw that broke his rationality.

Immediately, he raised his head briefly from chest and started to tug at the her clothes from her neck area, in a big to pull it down.

His fingers were very fast that sue didn't know when he pulled her dress down her arms. Because of the kind of material used on her dress, it was very easy to tug it down.

His actions, quickly snapped her back to reality as her hands that were caressing, immediately flew to his hands to stop him from pushing her dress down to her waist.

"Mingyu! We are still in the office. Your door is open, and the sound proof here is not good. Anyone passing by or in the next office can easily know what we are doing."

At her reminder, Zhang Mingyu seemed to come back to his senses a bit, as he paused in his actions.