The way to the debriefing

Valerie was blissfully asleep after her exertions in the back of the truck, dreaming sweet dreams when Hawk shook her awake. Her eyes flew open, and she noticed that the truck was no longer moving.

"Come on," he said to her. "We're back."

She got on her feet, and noticed that she was still naked. Hawk's cum dripped out of her pussy, making her shiver from the sensation.

"C-can I get something to wear?", she asked, her voice shaking with a tinge of panic. She was about to walk back into HQ - she couldn't be seen naked by all her coworkers!

"I haven't got much," said Hawk, who was dressed in just a tank top and a pair of jeans. "Take this. It's big enough to cover you. The debriefing room is only a short walk, you'll be fine."

He handed her the painting they had retrieved.

Valerie gulped as she held the canvas in her two hands. It was indeed just large enough to cover her chest until mid thigh, but that was only from the front. Anyone who wasn't standing directly in front of her would see her exposed back and bare ass, leaving no doubt that she was entirely naked.

"Hawk, I can't go like this-" she began to protest, but the doors of the truck flew open. The driver announced that he had to leave, and she had **** but to step out as she was in the org's parking lot. She turned red as she saw the driver ogle her for a second before getting back into the truck and driving away.

Fortunately, it was still early hours, and the lot was mostly empty. The early workers were beginning to come in, and Valerie decided waiting would only make it worse. She took the lead, walking in front of Hawk as they made their way to the debriefing room. While Hawk would no doubt get an eyeful of her, she reasoned this way was still better, for he might provide her some cover for people seeing her from the back. It wasn't much, but it was all she had.

The walk back was torturous, with each minute feeling like an hour. She passed by a few people on their way to their offices, and everyone had the same reaction. Their eyes would widen as they saw the naked, nubile agent, her body red with shame as she walked while trying to use a painting to cover herself the best she could. A few of them even recognized her, and she had to stop for a while and make very awkward small talk, all the while pretending what she was doing was completely normal.

By the time they reached their destination, Valerie's thighs were quivering with a mixture of arousal and humiliation. She stood in front of the door, unable to move, for her head was swimming in all sorts of imaginary scenarios - most of them involving her being fucked.

"Ahem," coughed Hawk, moving in front and opening the door.

Valerie gulped as she saw Chief's silhouette on the screen. She stepped into the room, trying her best to suppress her horny impulses.

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