A suit designed for stealth

Valerie entered the equipment room. It was deserted, and she noticed that a bag with her mission gear was sitting on the table. She took off her blazer and put it in the locker before opening the bag and examining the contents.

Inside it was a sleek skintight black catsuit, designed to blend in the darkness. Perfect for sneaking into places she shouldn't be. She looked down at herself - it was good she didn't have a bra on, since that would stick out uncomfortably from inside the suit. She decided to keep her panties and stockings on under it, and kicked off her heels. After a few minutes of squirming and jiggling, she managed to put it on.

She was closing the zipper when she heard a knock on the door. "Yes?", she said out loud.

"It's me.", said Hawk. She let him enter, and he had another bag like hers slung over his shoulder.

"Equipment for the new agent.", he said. "I heard you have a protege. I'm sure you will be a great example for her." He smiled genuinely, putting the bag on the table.

"Thanks. Ready to go?", she asked. She looked at the time - the chopper would leave in 15 minutes.

His warm smile changed to a devilish one. She knew it all too well - that smile rarely came with good news for her. She felt herself becoming nervous.

"Not so fast. Turn around."

She opened her mouth to protest, but decided against it. She knew the deal - during missions, she was to follow his orders. She turned around, presenting her back to him.

"Tsk, tsk.", he said, running his hand over her behind. "These panties were a terrible choice. Look at the ugly crease they're making. Imagine meeting your understudy like this! She'll think you look ridiculous."

Valerie nervously walked at a full length mirror nearby. She examined herself from all angles, and saw what Hawk meant. The shape of her panties was clearly visible under the suit. The little frills that normally looked cute looked awful when pressed against the leather. She sighed - he was right. Frilly lace had been a bad idea. It would be hard to be taken seriously by Eva if she saw her like this.

"You're right.", she sighed. "I can't wear these."

"Glad we agree."

"Um, can you call the chopper and tell them to delay liftoff by 10? I'll need to change.", she asked nervously.

"No need. I have the solution.", he replied confidently.