Tanya quickly moved up and grabbed one of William’s arms. William hadn’t seen her approach so he jumped a little at the sudden contact, and snappe... his head around to see who had grabbed onto him.“Tanya ... uh ... hi...”Tanya didn’t wait for him to say anything more. She leaned close to William and spoke in a low tone.“I need you William, come with me.”Tanya gave a gentle tug on his arm as reinforcement.“Michael and I had just decided to go get some lunch, try to beat the rush. You can come. I kissed her neck and then sucked on her earlobe. She moaned loudly.I turned her around and pushed her on the bed. She fell back and I grabbed her legs and spread them open. She looked up at me shocked.“Maybe I should get some of this pussy too! After all you like letting old men like me fuck it so much!”She just looked up at me but with more shock on her face than terror. I pulled aside her panties and for the first time looked at her sweet young pussy. My lust burned in me like an atomic. Slowly I start to unbutton her blouse and kiss down her neck. I kiss across her collarbone and there is an audible sigh as I kiss down her cleavage and an audible sound of disappointment as I keep moving past her breasts and down to her bellybutton.I keep kissing down her body and unbutton her skirt allowing it to drop to the floor. In front of me she stands in black stockings and suspenders and no underwear. The scent of her wet pussy already making me hard again. I kiss back up to her breasts. Now it was time to plunge back into the murk once more.Ted Allen was all cheery bonhomie. "Christ, Martin," he said, "Never saw you as the devotional type. George Allardyce is your man. You might not remember George, bit before your time. George took the hump when the Department moved out of Somerset House. He started up a little gallery in Chester. I think he still does valuations for some of the esoteric stuff. He's quite brilliant but a prickly old sod. If George doesn't it then it doesn't.