Code Name Tequila Ch. 12

The willowy man closed his hand around Ria's cock, gently stroking it. Her cock slowly began to grow. The willowy man looked up at Ria. "Do you... fuck men... with this?" he asked, voice breaking.

Ria leaned close to the man and whispered in his ear, "if you want me to, I'll gladly shove my hard dick into your tight little asshole. Is that what you want?"

The man swallowed and, lips quivering, answered, "yes."

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The willowy man introduced himself as Omar, and the two quickly made it back to his apartment. Omar said he wanted to clean himself up a bit before they got down to the action, and he jumped into the shower. Ria took a look around the apartment. It was a small one bedroom apartment sparsely furnished.

Ria heard the shower stop, so she made her way to the bathroom. Omar came out of the shower. Ria grabbed a towel and helped dry Omar off. After he was dry, Ria led Omar to the bedroom. Ria walked behind Omar and got down on her knees. She grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them apart. She stuck her head between his cheeks and started to rim Omar's ass. Omar started to pump his cock, and soon it was rock hard. Ria reached between his legs and pulled the cock down until she could suck it between Omar's legs.

Ria stood up and whispered in Omar's ear that she needed to fuck him in the ass. Omar got onto the bed on all fours and stuck his ass into the air. Ria pulled off her jeans and roughly entered him, pushing herself deep into his asshole.

Omar grabbed his cock and started to pump himself again. Ria slapped his hand. "No wanking. I need you to save yourself for later," she said. Omar obeys.

Ria pounded Omar's ass, pumping the full length of her shaft in and out of his ass. After about 5 minutes, Ria leaned back her head and started to scream as the cum shot out of her and into Omar's asshole.

Ria told Omar to turn over, as it was his turn to come. She took Omar's cock in her mouth, and pumped her head up and down on his cock. Omar didn't last long. On the verge of coming, he called out that he wanted to soak her face and tits. Ria pulled off his dick and quickly removed her shirt and bra. She got down on her knees, and reached around behind Omar. She pushed three fingers deep into Omar's ass while Omar stroked himself quickly. Omar groaned and coated her tits and face with hot thick jism.

Omar lay exhausted on the bed on his stomach, his legs splayed open to let the cool air flow over his red, stretched asshole. Ria climbed off the bed and stood up. "I am going to clean up a bit," Ria said.

"Okay," Omar said sleepily. "I think I'll take a quick siesta." Omar grabbed a pillow and hugged it as he closed his eyes.

Ria walked out of the bedroom and in the main room, walking towards the toilet. She ran some water and splashed it on her sticky cock, wiping the quickly drying cum off her shaft and head. After cleaning up, she dried off and walked out of the toilet.

Ria peeked into Omar's bedroom, and saw him sleeping on his bed. She walked quietly into the main room, and took a look around. It was a typical living area with a couch, coffee table and TV in one part and a small desk with a computer on it in the other.

Ria walked over and hit the power button on the computer. While it was booting up, she walked around the room. On the wall was hung a degree in Mechanical Engineering from the Universidad Tecnologica de Panama. On top of the TV was a small glass trophy engraved with the words "In recognition of hard word on the Project Jaguar. Panama Canal Authority."

Ria heard the computer beep, so she walked back to the desk. The screen was waiting for a password to be entered. Written on a post-it note that was stuck to the bottom of the screen was the word "tsLover69." Ria typed it into the password box. The computer accepted the password, and continued its login in.

While waiting for Windows to complete its bootup procedure, Ria shuffled through some papers on the desk. One of them was a pay slip from the Panama Canal Authority dated from last month for Omar Lopez.

Ria took out her phone and sent a text message to Jarvis Cleethorpe back at CIA headquarters. "Omar Lopez. Works for the Panama Canal Authority. Degree from Universidad Technologica de Panama in Mechanical Engineering. Let me know if you get bank information."

A moment later Ria's phone buzzed with a message from Cleethrope. "Thank you. Will update when more information is available."

The computer had finished its boot up sequence, and Ria started to search through the folders to see what she could find. The internet history showed a lot of visit to cross-dressing sites, visits to sites about mechanical engineering and the use of hotmail. Ria clicked on the hotmail link, but Omar hadn't saved his user name and password so she couldn't access the account.

Ria opened Windows Explorer, and looked at the file he had stored on his computer. Lots of cross-dressing porn picture and movies, including a number Omar had filmed of himself prancing around his apartment in stockings and panties. Drilling down through the hierarchy of the folder structure, hidden in a folder with a bunch of porn was a folder caught Ria's attention. It was labelled "Fernandez."

Ria opened the folder to find a number of files with the extension CAD. Ria double-clicked on a file called "LckMc034.CAD". Clicking on the file started up a program called AutoCAD, which eventually brought up a file showing what appeared to be a blue-print or mechanical diagram. Ria went back to Windows Explorer and double-clicked on another file. Another blue-print appeared, this one Ria recognized as looking much like the large lock doors for the locks Ria had seen earlier today.

"If Omar is an engineer at the Panama Canal Authority, then he could be selling Fernandez mechanical diagrams of the lock mechanisms. But why?" Ria wondered to herself.

She took out her phone and sent a text message to Carlos. "Think Fernandez might have bought mechanical details of canal from contact."

Ria turned back to the computer, about to explorer further down the file hierarchy when she heard a sound behind her.

From behind her, Ria heard Omar say, "Hey, what are you doing?"