This is a fictional story.
Holly Willoughby looked at the clock. Nine o'clock. She was right on schedule. She pressed the elevator button for the top floor and waited patiently.
Leaving a gathering early wasn't her style. But duty called. She was on a mission.
DING
Holly stepped into elevator and pressed a combination of buttons on the panel. Eight. Four. Five. Five. Nine. Six. The lift door shut sharply and she began to ascend in darkness.
"Good evening Agent Boobies," a female voice spoke in a classic English accent. "Sorry to disturb your evening but we have an emergency situation."
A small screen lit above the elevator control panel but remained blank.
The voice continued. "Two days ago Agent Sexpot was sent here to investigate something called Project Bland."
A picture of Laura Tobin flashed up on the screen. She was Agent Sexpot and was known in the service for getting the job done.
"She hasn't returned or made contact since."
Holly felt a knot in her stomach. Agent Sexpot was very reliable, a top secret agent and for her her not to return was unthinkable. Something must have went wrong.
Holly took a moment to ready herself, realising that if she was worrying, she wouldn't do her mission properly.
"Your mission is to firstly to find out the nature of Project Bland and put a stop to it if necessary. And second is to find Agent Sexpot and rescue her if possible."
Holly had many thoughts going through her head. There wasn't much information on anything.
"All we know is Agent Sexpot was going to investigate the top floor office here two nights ago. She informed us there was going to engage one guard called 'Bozo' before contact was suddenly lost."
"We know this isn't much but we have faith in your abilities to overcome this. Good luck Agent Boobies. Over and out."
Suddenly the elevator appeared as normal, the lights came on and gentle music played in the background. Holly took a second to process what she'd heard and composed herself.
A few floors left then DING. Holly took a breath then steppef out and immediately slid her black cocktail dress off her shoulders. She was now in her standard issue mission gear consisting of a black lacy bra and thong and black designer high heels pumps.
Holly was stunning and the fact she had just been at a fancy charity event meant her blonde hair and make up were immaculate.
Holly strode confidently down the hall, making sure she had a sexy sway with each step. She watched happily as her big tits jiggled in her bra as she thought of her perfect ass moving enticingly for anyone who saw her from behind.
But so far, there was no-one. The place was deserted and dark.
Holly continued confidently down the corridor knowing what weapons she had. She focused on the big office door for any signs of movement.
Nothing stirred. It was all quiet. Holly prepared herself for a trap. She knew she'd be able to get of it.
Holly slowly pushed open the door and peered inside. The room was dark except for the glow of a computer terminal. Holly suspected this was the secretary's room.
Holly made her way in carefully shutting the door behind her. She went to the computer and found it to be showing security footage. Holly looked at it, seeking out the recording from two nights ago.
Quickly, the blonde found what she was looking for. She saw Agent Sexpot leaving the same lift as she had just done. Agent Sexpot then dropped her dress revealing her stunning body and gorgeous lingerie.
"So far, so good Agent Sexpot," Holly whispered to herself. "What went wrong?"
Agent Sexpot got into the room and then straight into the office. Holly hit fast forward, but nothing happened. Holly went forward a good few hours but nothing.
"Hmm," Agent Boobies said, giving up. "Where did those hot legs go?" she continued, realising that she was just a door away from finding out. Readying herself, she took a deep breath and prepared to confront whoever had captured Agent Sexpot.
Holly pushed open the door, this time even more cautiously. It was dimly lit. Holly initially detected nothing, slipping in through the door. As soon as the door clicked closed, the lights came on.
"You're not meant to be in here!" A voice came from the shadows. It was low and somewhat slow, as if confirming with himself that this was true.
Agent Boobies took a step back but felt the door behind her. She had nowhere to go. But in the next moment her training kicked in and a naughty smile came across her face.
"Well you shouldn't fuck these amazing tits then?" Holly said, running her hand over them suggestively.
A shadowy round body appeared from the corner of the room, into the light. "Oh... Eh... don't go! I mean you could stay."
Holly could see from his ID badge this was Bozo. He was the classic Hollywood security guard. Crumbs from the donut he was eating could be seen on his uniform, the simple white shirt and black trousers combination adorned with some gold shields and stripes. There was a splodge of purple jelly on his belly.
Bozo already appeared breathless, stuffing the last bite of his snack into his mouth. Holly could see his eyes widening with excitement however as he took in her hot body.
"Was that good, big fella?" Holly continued. "I think these will be even better."
Holly reached round her back and unclasped her bra, all the time holding her gaze with Bozo. As the straps loosened over her shoulders she let the garment fall over her arms to the floor revealing her big round tits.
Bozo was stunned. He just stood and stared as the beauty began to advance on him.
