A bikini

"We're going to be infiltrating a gang of **** runners on the Jersey Shore. I believe they have links to Intergang." You tell her.

"So I should wear something professional?" She asks.

"No, you'll be posing as my bimbo girlfriend, so put on a bikini."

"Excellent strategy." Diana begins rummaging through her drawers. At first she pulls out a black bikini that looks like it will cover her fully. You shake your head and she looks through her drawer again, this time pulling out a smaller red bikini. "How about this one?" She asks.

"Do you have anything smaller?" She looks through her drawer a third time, pulling out a tiny blue sting bikini top and a thong. "Perfect, put it on."

She has no problem removing her costume in front of you, and you get a long hard look at her perfectly toned body and large, gravity defying breasts. She then slides into the little blue thong and ties up the tiny top. She looks to you for your approval of the small thin pieces of fabric covering her nipples and pussy. You nod.

"Shall we go?" She asks.