No, a familiar face is over her

There was the sound of someone awkwardly clearing their throat. Eyes wide, Ava looked up.

“Gary!” Ava yelped, pulling her knees tighter to her chest.

Gary Green was a fellow agent at the Time Bureau. Her assistant, mostly. Generally bumbling, though she was rather aware of how he stared at her even when she was dressed.

Now he was standing over her, looking straight down her cleavage. Her breasts might not have been the most impressive, but when they were completely on display like this…

Great, she didn’t even want to think about how much she was adding to his spank bank.

“Wh-what are you doing here?” Ava said, trying to conceal how flustered she was.

“The Bureau, uh, detected… irregularities resulting from your presence here,” Gary said. “It’s that security measure you had to gauge how much interference agents caused, facial recognition to look for when we affect history. You, um-”

“Photos of me?!” Ava said.

“Uh…”

“Gary!” Ava said. “How many- Who saw?”

Gary faltered.

“Um, the Director being at an unexpected moment in history was, uh, fairly major, when the algorithm pinged you it- uh…”

“Gary,” Ava said again, impatiently.

“Kind of, um, everyone,” Gary said, voice raising to a squeak.

Everyone. Everyone at the Bureau had seen those photos of her running naked through the street, undignified as she tried to cover herself.

Ava closed her eyes, banging her head back against the fence. Then, when she remembered how Gary was looking down, quickly leaned forwards again.

“At least you’re here now,” Ava said, trying to make the best of it. “Ok, where are they?”

“Where are what?” Gary said.

“The change of clothes you brought,” Ava said. “You must have brought-”

“I thought you’d want me to get here as soon as possible,” Gary said.

“You thought…” Ava said. She resisted the urge to get up and hit him. “You have a time machine. Gary. I need clothes, didn’t you think-”

“It’s alright!” Gary said. “I can get some right now, be back in a second now that I know you’re ok. Or tale you back to your office, or apartment, wherever you want.”

“I’m not waiting here another second,” Ava said. “I’ve got a spare suit in my office. Set your Courier’s coordinates.”

“Righ…” Gary’s voice trailed off.

Ava stood up, keeping her back to the wall. She had to walk to get through the portal. Flushed, she quickly covered her pussy with one hand, and used one arm to hide both of her nipples. A little underboob peeked out still, to say nothing of the cleavage produced when she pressed down.

Was Gary drooling?

“Gary!” Ava snapped.

As she did, her body shook slightly; a nipple poked out over her arm. She swiftly tried to adjust, tried to glower at Gary as though this wasn’t the most humiliating moment of her life.

“I- ok!” Gary said. He squeaked, typing in the last few data points onto his courier.

Hopefully he was paying more attention to the device than her body. Ava waited, sighing in relief as a square window opened up in space.

Wherever it was going was dark; that made sense, her lights would be off if she wasn’t in.

“You first,” Ava said, after a long few moments.

She refused to let him see her ass on top of everything else.

“Right!” Gary said. He stiffened, then walked through the portal.

Steeling herself, Ava followed.