Almost entirely uneventful

Iris had already began to prepare for the mission, so Valerie said goodbye to her and stepped out of their apartment. As the door locked itself behind her, she took a deep breath. The walk to her destination wasn't long, and based on her estimations, mostly deserted. All she had to do was avoid being seen.

She began to move at a steady pace, as fast as possible without making too much noise. The first half of the journey was as she expected - the corridors were completely empty. She rounded a corner, and almost yelped before quickly retreating behind cover. An unsuspecting janitor was mopping the floor. She had almost walked right into him when turning the corner. Thankfully, he seemed to be zoned out, listening to music on his headphones as he slowly cleaned the floor.

Valerie held her breath and pressed her body very close to the wall as she waited for her opportunity. She was so quiet, she could feel the jiggling of her breasts when she breathed. Then, the janitor finally turned his back to her - and in a flash, she tiptoed to the other side before checking to see if he had noticed. The man didn't seem to react at all, and she felt the tension leave her body. She didn't allow herself to lose focus, though, and continued on her way to her destination. Not long after, she finally arrived at the door with the letters "6B" stenciled on it. She opened the door and darted inside, closing it behind her before breathing a sigh of relief.

A woman's embarrassed yelp completely took her by surprise.

Valerie opened her eyes, only to find a man and woman awkwardly disentangling from each other. Their clothing and hair was disheveled, and it didn't take much deduction to figure out what they had been doing.

"A-agent Valerie!", the woman exclaimed, clearly out of breath. As she hastily brought her skirt down to cover her ass and buttoned up her blouse, Valerie recognized her as Cindy - a newly graduated agent who hadn't been authorized for field work yet. It seemed that she had found...other ways to keep herself occupied.

"W-what are you doing here?", asked the man, who she couldn't quite place at the start. Then she finally remembered where she had seen him before - it was Ryan, one of the new accounting interns. Clearly, he wasn't just good with numbers. She had noticed the two of them making heart eyes at each other. She began to picture what other things they must be up to...

"Um, why are you naked?" Ryan's question pierced her rather vivid imagination.

She turned red, realizing that he had been looking at her body this entire time. She tried her best to cover her boobs and crotch with her hands, while at the same time, trying to project an air of authority. She was a field agent, after all - much higher in the hierarchy than both of them.

"It's, uh, part of a test." Valerie replied, although she could feel her voice lacked any kind of confidence. "A secret test."

"A test..." repeated Cindy. "and you need to be naked as part of the test?"

"It's classified." Valerie shot back, annoyance rising in her voice. After the surprise had worn off, she was beginning to find her voice of authority. "I need you both to not speak of this with anyone. All of us pretend this never happened."

"Uh huh", Ryan began to speak. Valerie could see the wicked smile forming on his face, and realized he was about to say something perverted. She decided to put a stop to that.

"Another thing: Cindy, can you ask your boyfriend to stop staring at my body? I'm on a classified assignment, and it's distracting."

Her gambit worked spectacularly. Cindy, red with anger, noticed where Ryan's eyes were, and stormed out of the room in a huff. He followed after her, his cries of "Babe! I can explain!" echoing in the empty corridors outside. Valerie sighed in relief. She had managed to avoid the worst.

Only a couple of minutes remained until Jim would arrive. She surveyed the room, more out of habit than anything. To her pleasant surprise, something lying on the floor caught her eye. She picked up the object that had piqued her interest - a tiny, pink g-string. She let out a giggle as she realized that it likely belonged to Cindy. Today must have been Ryan's lucky day.

Still, she wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. She put on the tiny panties, just in time to hear the knock on the door.