She gets help from an unexpected source

Valerie was devastated. Chief was sending her back to training! She would lose her agent status, and the privileges that came with it. Not only that, how could she go to training without any clothes to wear? She had to try and convince him, no matter what. The prospect of attending classes in the nude alongside other trainees was too embarrassing to think about.

"I-I can explain," she began to plead her case, but was interrupted by the sudden sound of the door crashing open in the distance. She turned her gaze towards the disruption, only to find Hawk running towards her. He was red in the face and breathing heavily, having clearly run the entire distance from the car park to the control room.

"Agent Hawk. Your presence is...unexpected." Chief acknowledged him coldly, not exactly pleased with the way he had barged in.

"I'm sorry, Chief," he replied, pausing for a moment to catch his breath. "I know I have other assignments to do, but I discovered something important that is directly related to Agent Valerie's last mission."

"Oh, really?" Chief asked incredulously. "And you think this information needs to be shared right this moment?"

"Yes. I know that she failed the mission objectives, but I think you need to hear this before you make any decisions." Hawk replied.

A rather surprised Valerie took a couple of steps until she was standing right next to him. "Hawk, what are you doing?" she demanded, elbowing him discreetly and whispering so Chief couldn't hear her.

"A reminder, Agent Hawk," said Chief, his voice imperious. "I know you and Agent Valerie have a...special working relationship, but you are mistaken if you think she can escape consequences if you plead on her behalf."

Hawk remained defiant. "That's the thing, though. Even though she didn't fulfill her objective, there's a chance she may have succeeded anyway. Depending on how you define success, anyway."

Valerie's bewilderment only grew with every word Hawk said. She tried to glare at him to get an explanation, but Hawk had other plans. He stepped in directly behind her, his body pressed against hers.

"Hawk, w-what are you doing?" Valerie asked nervously, her breathing erratic at his sudden physical advances.

"If you want to keep this job, then do exactly as I say," he whispered in her ear. She bit her lip and nodded, knowing it was likely the best chance she had. His chin brushed against her exposed collarbone as he lifted his head up, creating a tingling sensation that echoed through her body.

"Quit stalling, Agent Hawk," said Chief impatiently. "I'm a busy man and I have other things to do. Do you have a point to all this?"

"Well, the mission objective was to track Dawson's whereabouts. I think I may have a way to do just that," he replied.

"Is that so? I'm curious to hear how you think that's possible." replied Chief.

"Agent Valerie," Hawk said. "Please tell Chief what you were wearing for the mission."

Valerie was taken aback at the sudden question, but quickly answered. "I-It was a maid uniform, similar to others in the estate," she replied, suddenly becoming aware that it had been a long time since she had been wearing it.

To her shock, Hawk reached around her from behind. He fondled her boobs through the towel, and she couldn't help but moan as her body reacted to his advance with a welcome surrender. She dropped her arms to the side, letting go of the towel. Subconsciously, she began to gyrate her hips against his, trying to will his cock into being erect.

That reaction was exactly what Hawk had been looking for. With a flourish, he undid her towel. It fell on the floor in a neat heap, exposing Valerie's naked body directly to Chief. To the rest of the room, his own body shielded Valerie's from being seen - although Valerie did hear a few shocked gasps from the handful of techs who hadn't yet left the room.

"There better be a good reason for this," Chief exclaimed, clearly just as taken back as the rest.

Valerie stood helpless, her legs quivering as Hawk continued to tease her nipples while fondling her chest. She weakly covered her dripping wet pussy with both her hands, trying to shield her modesty. Her brain was a jumbled, horny mess. At least Hawk's hands covered her nipples so Chief didn't see them, she thought.

"All of you - out! Now!" Chief ordered, and the remaining techs scurried out of the room.

"As you can see, she is not wearing that uniform anymore," Hawk stated once the room was quiet. "Agent Valerie, please tell Chief what happened to your clothes."

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