Code Name Tequila Ch. 13

The two collapsed onto to the bed, breathless, still spooning as Ria's cock slowly shrank inside Omar.

* *

Ria was woken early the next morning by her mobile phone buzzing its way across the hardwood floor of Omar's bedroom.. She looked over beside her where Omar was sleeping soundly. Creeping out of bed, Ria picked up her phone and checked her text messages.

"Butterfly, where are you?" read the message from Carlos. Ria grabbed her clothes and snuck out into the main room. After pulling on her panties, she took a seat on Omar's couch and typed out a reply to Carlos.

"Getting info from Fernandez's contact. Received large amount of bonds from Fernandez. He is engineer on canal. May have sold plans to Fernandez?" Ria tapped out and sent.

Carlos replied quickly. "Meet me at Avenue A and Central Avenue, Casco Viejo."

Ria pulled on the rest of her clothes and quietly crept out of the apartment, leaving a sticky note stuck to the back of the apartment door. "Had fun, thanks for your tight ass! Ria."

* * *

Casco Viejo is one of the oldest parts of Panama City, located at the Pacific mouth of the Panama Canal. Old Spanish colonial buildings lined the narrow streets, keeping the streets in cooling shadow. Most of the buildings seemed worn down, peeling paint and stucco decorated with the drying laundry of the families that crowded into the small rooms inside. Some of the buildings had been refurbished, mostly thanks to a UNESCO World Heritage designation in 1997 bringing in Spanish money to tidy up the oldest city in Central America.

The taxi came to a stop just near some stairs up to a giant fortified wall facing out onto the Pacific Ocean. Ria looked around, but didn't see Carlos. She wandered over to the wall and walked up the stairs.

The view from the top of the wall was amazing. The wall was topped with a wide, red tiled walkway, and from the top of the steps Ria could see out to the ships waiting to enter the canal and, by turning 90 degrees, back towards the large, glass towers of the central business district of Panama City. Glancing behind her, she looked out over some of the rooftops of the oldest parts of Panama.

Ria turned back and looked out over the ocean. She stood in awe for a moment at the beauty of the place.

"Quite the view, no?" said a voice behind her. Ria turned around to see Don Pico, Carlos' local contact in Panama.

"Hello Don Pico," Ria said. "Is Carlos around?"

"He just ran down to get a cool drink. He should be back in a second," Don Pico replied. As if on cue, Carlos walked up the steps holding three glass bottles of Coca-Cola. He walked over to where Don Pico and Ria were standing, and handed a bottle to each of them. Drink distribution responsibilities taken care of, Carlos took the opportunity to lean forward and kiss Ria on the cheek.

"So, Butterfly, what did you find out?" he asked.

Ria updated Don Pico and Carlos on what she had found out about Omar -- his large deposit at the bank, his job, and the files on his computer. Finally, she told them her hypothesis that Omar had sold some sort of mechanical plans for the canal to Fernandez

Don Pico frowned, but nodded agreement. "That seems the most likely information that Omar could provide, though the question is what would Fernandez want with technical information on the inner workings of the canal? I can't imagine that the Aguila Roja is planning on digging a rival canal to set up some competition."

Carlos looked out at the boats lined up, waiting to enter the canal. "How does this fit with the gun boats we saw them building earlier? And how does any of this help the Aguila Roja with drugs and weapons smuggling? There is something we are missing here, some larger part of the puzzle."

Ria nodded. "We need to figure out what the ultimate goal of the Aguila Roja is. It is obvious that this is about more than just controlling the drug trade in the Americas."

"Yes, that much is true. We need more information," Carlos said. "Let's pick up again with Fernandez. First things first, if we can get a look at what specific information that Omar gave him about the canal, that might help us determine what his end goal is. Unfortunately, Fernandez hasn't let that bag out of his sight since he got it. He even takes it down to dinner with him."

Don Pico smiled. "I think we can help with that. Fernandez called a local escort agency to have two girls sent over this evening. His hotel room is two rooms, a bedroom and a sitting room. The sitting room has the desk and the safe. We can pay the two girls to keep him busy in the bedroom, giving us time to get at the papers."

Carlos nodded. "Perfect. Will the safe be hard to get into?"

Don Pico shook his head. "Not at all. It is one of those safes where the guest can set their own combination. In the event that the guest leaves without unlocking the safe, the safe has a mechanical override key to allow the hotel to get into the safe."

"Alright, let's do it," Carlos said. Don Pico nodded, and excused himself to go off and make arrangements for the girls to keep Fernandez extra busy during his session.

Carlos and Ria walked along the seafront walkway atop the fortified wall. The sun was shining brightly and the day was warm with just a slight breeze coming in from the ocean.

"Lovely day, isn't it?" Carlos said as they strolled along the path. Ria nodded and smiled.

The two came to the tip of the point upon which the fortress wall was built. Ria looked out onto the ocean and felt the breeze flow against her face.

"What are you thinking about, Butterfly?" Carlos asked.

Ria responded to Carlos, but kept looking out over the Ocean. "I was just thinking about how much this reminds me of the day a couple of months ago when I was standing on an ocean-front walkway in San Diego. It was right before I went in for my final interview for the 'Cabo Blanco Ambassador' with the racing team. I was really nervous right before I was going to the interview, afraid that somehow they would find out that I was a plant by the CIA, but then I stood and stared at the ocean for a few moments, and it really calmed me. Somehow looking out at the wide ocean relaxed me, and I wasn't nervous or afraid anymore."

"And now," Carlos asked, "are you nervous?"

"No. I know that the more I find out about Aguila Roja, the more I should be scared about what he has planned, but for some reason it is the opposite. The more I know, the more relaxed I feel."

"Like I said, born-spy," Carlos said.

Carlos felt a tug on the leg of his slacks. He looked down to see a small girl, probably no more than eight, carrying a piece of cardboard onto which a number of small pins and brooches were stuck. "Buy a beautiful pin, mister, for your beautiful girlfriend?" the girl said.

Carlos laughed, and pointed at one of the items. "How much?" he asked.

"Twenty dollars," the girl responded.

Carlos raised an eyebrow, ready to haggle the price down, but Ria nudged him in the stomach. "She's just a little girl," Ria said.

Carlos sighed and pulled out a twenty dollar bill and handed it to the girl. The girl smiled and gave Carlos the pin. Carlos held it up for Ria to see. It was the outline of a small butterfly made from bright gems on a gold band.

Ria laughed. "It's lovely," she said. The little girl smiled.

Carlos tapped the stones and then the golden band. "I wanted to buy you some pretty jewellery, but I am afraid that neither the stones nor the gold is real," he said.

"It doesn't matter, I think it is beautiful," Ria said, nodding at the little girl, who was beaming.

Carlos smiled as pinned the butterfly onto Ria's shirt. "A pretty butterfly pin for my pretty Butterfly."

The little girl waved to the Carlos and Ria as they walked away, back down the steps towards Carlos' car. As Ria turned to wave at the girl, the sun caught the fake gems in the butterfly pin, casting glints of colour across the fabric of her shirt.

* *

The knock on the hotel room door was loud and clear, and Fernandez was quick to answer. Opening the door, he set his eyes on two beautiful, young ladies, both wearing long coats. As the girls walked in and introduced themselves, Fernandez looked them over.

The first girl introduced herself as Eva. She was about five and a half feet tall with shoulder length black hair and smooth, olive skin. She flashed Fernandez a smile, and Fernandez nearly melted at the beauties engaging smile. The second girl, who said her name was Isabel, was a few inches taller than Eva, and had her long, dark hair tied into two pig-tails.

Fernandez closed the door behind him and turned around to face the girls, who were now standing side-by-side in the sitting room of Fernandez's suite. At the same time both girls undid the buttons on their long coats and shrugged them off. The coats fell to the floor, revealing the dress the two young girls were wearing. Both girls were dressed as school girls, with knee-high white socks, short tartan skirts and white shirts. Both girls had the top few buttons of their shirts undone, in Eva's case revealing a mass of cleavage, while Isabel thin, lean body showed smaller tits.

"So, why have you girls been sent to the Headmaster's office?" Fernandez asked the girls, slipping into his role-play quickly. The girls looked at Fernandez, dressed in a long, white terry cloth robe, with mock shame. "Well, one of you should answer me," Fernandez said sternly.

Eva answered, "one of the teachers caught us in a stairwell after curfew."

Fernandez rubbed his chin. "Hmm, that's not good. Tell me why you two girls were out of your rooms after curfew?"

Isabel answered this time, her voice quivering. "A boy asked me to the dance next week, but I was nervous about it because I have never kissed a boy before. Eva said she would teach me how to kiss a boy," Isabel said, playing the role of the nervous school girl perfectly.

Fernandez was frowning at the girls as he played his role of the disappointed Headmaster, but on the inside he was quite happy. The agency he had used had obviously sent girls who were not just beautiful but also quite talented at playing a part in roleplay games. Continuing the role-play, Fernandez said, "I see. Perhaps you should show me what you were doing in the stairwell, so I can determine an appropriate punishment."

Eva and Isabel turned towards each other, and wrapping their arms around each other's torsos, started to kiss. At first they kissed conservatively, their lips just touching for brief moments, but soon the passion started to grow and their mouths opened. Fernandez watched as the girls' tongues entangled with each other. Fernandez slipped his hand into the pocket of his robe and started to rub his rapidly hardening cock through the fabric of his pockets.

Isabel's hand ran down Eva's back, over the tartan skirt and then up and under it, pushing the fabric up and giving Fernandez an excellent view of Eva's white lace underwear clad ass cheeks. Eva's cheeks were firm and large, perfectly round. Fernandez felt his cock twitch at the sight.

Eva's hand moved around to the front of Isabel's shirt, and undid a couple more buttons. Eva pushed her hand inside Isabel's shirt, revealing one of Isabel's small but pert breasts, the bra-less breast and red nipple soon being gently massaged by Eva's thin fingers and slender hand. Isabel's nipple hardened and lengthened, causing a sympathetic reaction between Fernandez's legs.

"Well, ladies, I think it is clear what your offense is, and what the punishment should be. Five smacks on your bare bottoms for both of you." Fernandez said, taking his hand out of his pocket and smacking together his hands to emphasise the point. "Follow me into the other room, and I shall administer the punishment."

Fernandez walked into the bedroom of the suite hotel, and Eva and Isabel followed. Isabel, as last into the room, closed the door of the bedroom behind her.

* * *

Out in the hotel corridor, Carlos looked at a small TV screen he held in his hand. The screen was attached to a small cable which he had run under the door of Fernandez's hotel room. At the end of the cable was a small camera with a fish-eye lens, giving Carlos a wide-angle view of the main sitting room. He watched as Isabel closed the bedroom door behind her, and waited for one minute before pulling the camera out from under the door and standing up.

Carlos looked at Ria, who had been standing with her back to the wall, keeping an eye out for any other guests wandering down the hallway. Luckily, no one else had come along. Carlos nodded at Ria, and the two slipped black balaclavas over their heads, matching the black trousers and black tops both were wearing. Carlos slipped the camera into a small leather satchel he was carrying, and then pulled out his electronic key pick.

The electronic key pick was a square device about the size of a mobile phone that had a credit-card like protrusion sticking out from it. Carlos slipped the card into the hotel room door's card reader, and pressed a small, green button on the device. The device quickly sent a series of electric signals through a series of wires on the card, changing the magnetic signature of the card until the right magnetic signature was found and the door lock was triggered to open. Carlos pulled out the electronic key pick and quietly opened the hotel room door.

* * *

Fernandez sat on the bed, and Isabel leaned over his lap. Fernandez reached down and hiked up her skirt, revealing her ass barely covered by a black thong bikini bottom. He grabbed the fabric of her panties and yanked them down, bearing her small, taut ass. Pressing one hand down on Isabel's back and raising the other hand above his head, Fernandez felt Isabel tense. He brought his hand down on her ass, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the room. Isabel gasped.

Fernandez gently rubbed the girl's ass for a moment. "Good girl. Only four more to go, and then your punishment will be done," he said. Isabel nodded silently, and Fernandez raised his hand again and smacked her ass. She gasped again, and Fernandez felt his cock stiffen as he rubbed her reddening butt cheeks.

Three more times Fernandez smacked the girl's bum, and three more times Fernandez felt his cock spasm at the sound of the girl's gasp and the sight of her red ass.

Satisfied that Isabel had taken her punishment well, Fernandez released her and called Eva over to his lap. She silently leaned over his lap, her flat, taut stomach pressing against his hard cock. Fernandez repeated the punishment on Eva, hiking up her skirt, yanking off her panties and smacking and rubbing her fleshy ass until it was bright red.

The girls stood at the foot of the bed as Fernandez stood up. "You know, girls, that while some boys like kissing, most boys would prefer something other than a kiss. If you want, I could teach you how to really please boys," he said. The girls nodded eagerly.

Fernandez smiled and undid his robe, letting it fall to the floor. The girls got down on their knees and slowly shuffled towards the naked man and his large erection sticking out in front of him.

* * *

Ria slipped the pin-hole camera unit under the door of the bedroom while Carlos walked over to a vanity unit against one of the walls of the hotel suite's sitting room. Opening the unit, Carlos found a small safe with a combination lock. Carlos looked over at Ria and gave the OK sign. Ria, checking on the TV, saw that Fernandez was still embroiled in his sex play with the girls, and gave Carlos the OK sign back.

Carlos went to work. He took a pen out of his satchel and reached behind the safe, pushing the tip of the pen into a small hole on the back. Carlos pressed and held the tip of the pen in the hole, which held down a recessed button. The safe started to beep, one beep coming every quarter of a second, until eight beeps had played.

The small LED screen of the safe now displayed a series of words, Carlos reading to ensure them off. "COMBO RESET ENTER SEC CODE," the safe's screen read.

Carlos removed a credit-card sized gadget from his satchel. The card had a small LCD screen on the unit which displayed a twelve digit number, beneath the number was a bar, which shorten by one-twelfth each second. Carlos looked and saw the bar displayed only another two seconds, so he waited until the bar disappeared. A new number appeared on the display of the card, and the bar refreshed to its full length.

Carlos enter the number on the safe's number keypad. The safe's locking mechanism started to whir as the bars holding it locked retracted, and the safe's LED displayed the word "OPEN."

Carlos looked over at Ria and tilted his head inquisitively. Ria looked at the TV screen and nodded. Fernandez was still busy, having his cock sucked and balls licked by the two prostitutes dressed up as school girls.

* * *

Eva sucked on Fernandez's hairy wrinkled ball sack while Isabel bobbed her head up and down on his hard shaft. Fernandez moaned with pleasure at the feeling of the two schoolgirls' mouths on his groin. "Oh, yes, girls. You will please your boyfriends if you do this to them. You'll be very popular girls if you do this for your boys."

Eva released one of Fernandez's balls from her mouth, and ran her tongue along the underside of his scrotum and across his taint. Fernandez opened his legs wider, allowing Eva to continue to run her tongue up into his crack and find his puckered asshole. Fernandez's legs buckled and he nearly collapsed onto the girls as Eva dug her tongue deep into his asshole while Isabel deep-throated his shaft.

Fernandez tried to maintain his balance, but the feeling of both having a mouth on his cock and a tongue in his ass was causing his legs to feel very rubbery. He reached out and steadied himself against the wall as Eva's tongue dove deeper into his tight asshole. Soon his hole was dripping with saliva from Eva's mouth, and his cock was jerking up and down, straining to push as far back into Isabel's mouth as possible. Fernandez's knees lost even more strength, and he worried about collapsing onto the girls. Pulling away from the two school girl costumed whores, Fernandez fell back onto the bed.

"Oh yes, girls. Perfect. Isabel, you continue to suck my dick and Eva, why don't you sit on my face and let me taste you. While I am eating your lovely pink pussy, Eva, why don't you try eating Isabel's pussy. If you can eat a good pussy, you'll be popular not just with the school boys, but the other school girls as well."

Isabel climbed onto the bed and took Fernandez's cock back into her mouth. She turned her body sideways so Eva could reach her neatly trimmed pussy. Eva straddled Fernandez's face, pushing her pussy down onto his waiting tongue, and then dove face-first into Isabel's wet cunt.

Isabel almost couldn't concentrate on sucking Fernandez's dick, distracted by the immense pleasure of Eva's tongue on her hard clit. Isabel started to flow even more, wetting Eva's chin as she licked up and down on Isabel's groin. Fernandez buried his tongue deep into Eva's slit, bypassing her clit and instead lapping up the juice leaking from her cunt.

Isabel slipped her hands between Fernandez's legs and slid it under his ass. She ran her fingers over Fernandez asshole, and feeling it already slick from Eva licking it earlier, pushed two fingers into his ass.

"OH YES," Fernandez screamed.

* * *

"Oh yes," Carlos said quietly to himself, as he flipped through the papers in the safe. The diagrams on sheets were obviously the papers from Omar, showing architectural renderings and technical designs of specific parts of the canal. Carlos took out a small digital camera, and started to snap photos of each sheet, ensuring that the camera was focused so the DAC's computer could later digitize the image and do character recognition on all the words and numbers.