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Groton Erotic Story
fter a wedding party, Geraldine has a tense encounter with her fiancee`s friend in a restroom...
October Winds
"Jesus, what is up with that woman?" John looked indignant as he started the car and drove off from the wedding, towards the bar downtown that was to serve as the night's continuation. "Who?" "Neill's fiancée, who else?" "Geraldine?" His friend Seth spoke with a slight slur: the merriment of the event had let the spirits flow freely for everyone in the hall. John glanced sideways at him. "Don't play dumb; she was all over every man in there."*
Seth certainly knew what his friend was talking about. The guys were all the same generation of twenty-three year olds. Seth and John were freewheeling bachelors, Stanley had been unfortunate enough to have an ‘accident' followed by twin baby-girls three years prior to taking his wedding-vows that evening, and Neill...
Neill was due to get regularly married in October, to Geraldine. They had been together for six years, through a lot. Not that Seth or anyone else had seen much of them. They lived their own lives as a couple, working, saving up, building their home.
Joey and Charlie had seen more of them in the past year precisely because they had given Neill a hand in whitewashing the new home. For a couple of weeks they had toiled away, and Seth would have been none the wiser about what Neill was doing in life, hadn't Charlie revealed something about the wife-to-be.
Seth knew little about Geraldine, save the obvious: she was petite, had startling blue eyes on a pretty face, and tits that were way too big for her. He had seen those quite serendipitously a few months after Neill and she had initially met, when Neill had ‘accidentally' filmed her on Seth's camcorder while she was topless in bed for a few moments. Neill had intended it as a joke, then barely two days later, he'd gone over to make sure Seth erased it, which the latter obligingly did. But not before he'd had a chance to admire the gorgeous firmness of her breasts, and the dark roundedness of the large mammaries.
Other than that, they had met only on a few occasions for the occasional get-together drink, and his general impression of her was that she was rather dismissive of her fiancée in company, and usually because she'd be flirting with someone. So yes, he had an idea what John was talking about.
*
"Hmm-hhhnnn." "Would you believe what she did to me?" John sounded genuinely concerned. "Hmm?" "Back at the wedding, she slid her hand down my ass and grabbed my balls from underneath!" "She what?" Seth was awake again, now.
John merely nodded. Seth whistled. He'd got the gist of Geraldine's being horny throughout the night, but this...?!
The night had started calmly enough, for her. He'd been talking to her and Charlie's girlfriend about general things such as marriage and kids, and she'd said something innocuous such as: "I hope God will bless us with them once we're married." Seth had wittily suggested that God's role was only 49% of the equation, the rest lying with Neill's duty to ‘give her the sauerkraut'. He'd glimpsed her reaction, of course, and thought her eyes had taken on a gloss as she raised her vodka glass to her lips. Then someone had drawn his attention for a couple of minutes, and when he turned his attention back to the girls, Geraldine had sweetly asked, "What were we talking about?"
Seth had just grinned at her.
Now he answered John, "She was drinking a lot, you know. Or she was saying how drunk she was getting." "Sure, so were you, but you weren't grabbing my balls, were you?" Seth laughed. "Neill might have grabbed your balls, if he'd known." John grimaced. "Poor sod, what a mistake he's making. Remember when Joey and Charlie were working at his apartment?"
Seth remembered. They'd both told the story of how Geraldine would bring them sandwiches and stay a little while with the two of them. While Neill would be away at his day-job, she'd sit there in the sweltering heat of Summer for a good half-hour, fanning her sweaty midriff as she bent over, her loose-cut v-neck drooping enticingly down and her short white skirts washing breezily over her suntanned legs as she watched them work. The boys had decided not to take on any other jobs, for Neill's sake. But they hadn't declined to give graphic commentary of his coquettish better half.
"Remember?" Seth was slightly startled, momentarily lost in the carefully pictured scene he'd constructed from their account. "Sure I do. She is a bit of a cock-teaser, but you know, I actually heard her saying how she was really impatient to get married so they could sleep and wake up together? I guess her heart's in the right place really." John snorted. "Why'd you think she'd say that? She was asking Neill to take her home cos' she ‘couldn't wait any longer'! I heard her with my own ears. That girl's a nympho, man, I'm telling you: she can only think of one thing: dick, dick, dick, dick, dick."
Seth settled back in his seat as they drove on. "Let's hope he takes her back home straight away then."
*
Actually, he didn't. Seth knew more than he was letting on to his friend. For a start, he'd realized the pattern behind Geraldine's getting tipsy and progressively growing hornier quite early on. He'd noticed her flirting with most of their male friends, and had detected her drifting towards him more than once during the dances, when everyone's attention was elsewhere.
He'd danced with her a little, then listened to her during the mid-dance pause going on about how Neill's friends were an important part of her life too now, and how although they met infrequently, she wanted to make up for lost time with them all. It sounded like the kind of garbage repressed people will say after a couple of drinks, and it'd have been innocuous enough, had her hand not been under his dinner-jacket and over his shirt, rubbing in a luscious circular motion all over his back. He'd looked suspiciously down into those blue eyes that shone with a fierce intensity.
Then the music started again, and feeling Neill's glance on them, he started waltzing over to bump into him intentionally, driven slightly by guilt. Neill protested and took over. Seth wiped the sweat off his brow, then saw that she'd started tongueing her fiancée with an urgency which the latter didn't appreciate. That was when, bearing in mind that he and Geraldine were practically strangers, he'd concluded that she was indeed as hot and cock-hungry as Charlie had depicted her.
A short while after, it was group-photo time. Everyone stood in no particular order, a couple of the guys, including Neill, posing crouched at the front with Stanley, the groom. As luck would have it, Seth was relegated to standing at the edge of the picture. And of course, who should be standing in front of him, but her. He made a little remark about her looking better now that she'd be juxtaposed next to him. She answered by taking advantage of the brief chaos of having a dozen and a half people moving to fit the frame to wiggle her ass against his crotch. He barely had time to react by placing his hand down on her ass than the flash blinded him, and everyone moved freely again. She lingered for half a moment, during which he gazed half-disbelievingly, half-enthralled into her never-ending eyes.
He had resorted to drinking a few more himself to deal with the warm fuzziness that was coming over him, except that now he couldn't help but steal glances at her body. She had caught him doing that early on, he was sure. Her garb wasn't particularly provocative: non-descript trousers and shoes, and a light top, rigorously black. The top was see-through down to her midriff, just enough to show a hint of the line of her cleavage. But there was no way of hiding the proud protrusion of those beauties, which Seth could still picture, now more clearly than ever, from six long years ago on a TV screen, right there with arm's reach.
Neill was a friend, of course. He'd never want to upset him. But everyone was beginning to wonder, and Seth more than anyone, what liberties Geraldine took with other men, if she was so overt and daring with her fiancée's closest friends.
The final straw came right at the end, after they'd all agreed to meet at the bar downtown and were streaming more or less drunkenly out of the hall. Once again, sexual gravity or some other obscure force had placed Geraldine and Charlie's girlfriend to walk a few paces in front of and within earshot of Seth. With great clarity, he heard the former confide in her friend, speaking of Neill and Joey, who was giving them a ride home that night, saying: "I'm so hot I'll end up fucking them both tonight!" and giggling. Her companion was less than amused at Geraldine's sluttish comment, but as for Seth...
The honesty and lust in her voice left him with no doubt as to the veracity of her intent, given half a chance. He involuntarily pictured the three of them at it, pictured her face contorting with the pleasure of release from her unbearable heat. And suddenly, he was inflamed by an irrational jealousy; of Neill, Joey, their car seat, her panties and anything else that would come into contact with Geraldine's pussy. So great was his nympholepsy at that moment that he could almost smell the warm scents that she must be exuding.
No. All in all, as they drove towards that bar, Seth didn't hope that Geraldine would be driven straight home.
*
The bar-tender was none too happy with the company. It was past three o'clock in the morning, the other patrons had all left, and the eight or nine people in there were refusing to tone down their singing.
Low tables and stools were placed along a soft-bench against the wall, everyone forming a nice huddle. John and a couple of others were there, and Charlie and his girlfriend, all on stools. Seth was opposite them on the bench, Neill beside him and Joey at the other end. Geraldine was tucked safely between them.
They drank, sang and told jokes. Everyone was drunk enough to be in that place where everything was a small universe unto itself. Seth`s universe right then was resting her head on Joey's shoulder, a fact Neill appeared impervious to. A new and inexplicable upshot of envy ran through him, and he realized how ludicrous that was, what with her fiancée sitting coolly beside him. Then again, Neill was more attached to Joey than anyone else, and trusted him blindly.
Seth thought nothing more of the matter, and began telling Charlie and his girlfriend a joke. Things went smoothly for a little while, though Geraldine's effusions with her man, and more particularly his friend didn't escape unnoticed. He wondered momentarily whether anyone else was noticing. A quick glance around told him that everyone was too absorbed in their own conversations to mind anyone else; even John was lost in chatting to the bar-tender.
Things changed once Geraldine stood up to go over to the restroom. She brushed cursorily against Seth's leg, and in his heightened state of sexual frustration every touch sent ripples of excitement through him. What caught his attention was Neill's behaviour as soon as she left: he was quite obviously more interested in Joey's company tonight than hers, since he seized the opportunity to take her place beside him. The result was that upon her return she sat right between him and Seth.
He instinctively shifted on the bench to sit right up against her, making his physical presence felt. She didn't react initially. Charlie began telling a joke, which Seth now did his utmost to appear absorbed in. Halfway through he felt silken hair brushing against his ear, then the light pressure of a small head falling gently against his shoulder. He had been half-hoping for, half-expecting this. His response was to ignore the situation and go on listening to the joke for a few moments, then as soon as Charlie had stopped addressing him, bent his head sideways and acknowledged her with a little smile.
Geraldine sat back up again and settled more comfortably back on the bench, raising her knees against the low table. Hardly had she done this than Seth took a sip of his drink, resting his hand on her knee as he brought the glass back down on the table. His eyes were on Neill's face. Now he was acutely aware of the wrongness of what he was voluntarily letting himself into, and he felt bad. Yet her rampant lustfulness was exhilarating to be near, and he justified it to himself by characterising it as innocent flirting that wouldn't go beyond a couple of cuddles.
Thus fortified by his self-delusions, her boldness and his friend's indifference, he left his hand to linger warmly over her knee. She responded soon by holding onto his outstretched arm and nuzzling against him once again. This time, he let his own head down against hers, the reciprocity of their connection now overt. All the while he realised the need for discreetness, if that was possible in such intimately public circumstances, and he went on laughing and singing along with everyone, though his mind was entirely away from the revelry and focused on the warmth of each little touch of hers.
He drank again, this time letting his hand on the table, but still her arm was interlocked with his. Teasingly, under the relative cover of the table and their bodies, he brushed her fingertips with his free right hand; she played along. Their tips danced lightly together, locking for a few wonderful moments in illicit connection. Seth caught Charlie glancing at them, and quickly reached back for his drink, exchanging an intense look into Geraldine's eyes. Their azure depths spoke of longing and unrepressed sexuality, and gave him an odd feeling of trust that frightened him. He broke the contact first to raise the glass to his lips, feeling her eyes on him, thinking all the while that she probably had the ability to make any man she touched feel like an almighty emperor. Could that be what held Neill in her thrall?
She took his left arm immediately after it released the glass, and brought down onto her leg. His palm opened at once over her thigh, and he felt her hot breath against his neck as her head squirmed against his arm. Her face now seemed to be right up against the thin material of his white shirt. He had no time to ponder this as he said some inanity or other to Charlie's girlfriend in an effort to appear aloof, but he soon understood as he felt her teeth sinking into his bicep.
She bit long and hard. It was all Seth could do to keep an even voice as he spoke. The agony filled him, and with it came a rush of blood that now had him hard. As it subsided he glanced at her half-raised face, her eye half-closed, and he sank into a dreamy abandon as the last vestiges of morality melted into his senses. He squeezed her leg to signal his growing desire, and she automatically took it and placed it down against her inner thigh, bare inches away from her womanhood.
Her eyes were now entirely closed, and he thought it was a good thing that she had protested her sleepiness to the world in general once or twice earlier in the bar. Her legs squeezed against his hand, trapping it tightly as she snuggled against him. He savoured the unbelievably natural sensation in what his mind screamed should be a terrifyingly tense sexual situation. Yet Neill and Joey were beyond them, lost in a debate with the bartender and John, and the others seemed oblivious to them. It seemed that their little island of lust could stand unperturbed forever.
Then Seth shook himself. What was he thinking? This was the future wife of a good friend of his! He was grabbing her in plain sight of all the wrong people! What was up with him? Could a few drinks and an undeniably attractive woman make him take leave of his better judgement so completely?
He removed his hand, and that seemed to break the spell. Geraldine looked up inquisitively at him with her fabulous eyes. Seth winked briefly at her for want of anything to say and smiled. Strengthening his resolve, he stood up and excused himself.
*
The short trip to the men's room was a severe anti-climax for him. A night's abuse had taken its toll on it, and he only took a step and a half inside before he stepped out again. Even in his state of mild stupor and moral confusion, he could only tolerate so much.
He glanced around quickly; seeing no-one and knowing the bar to be now almost empty, he ventured to peek into the ladies' room. Impeccable. He walked in.
Peeing wasn't the usual simple task in his state. Between his legs not being entirely steady and the rest being too aroused for comfort, he had to stoop slightly forward at an awkward angle to be able to relieve himself.
He blew a long breath out once he'd finished, and started tucking his stuff back in as he turned. Upon turning, he froze. Geraldine was leaning against the open door frame, chewing the nail on her right thumb, her head bent slightly down. Her eyes looked up at him in a coquettish mix of surprise and intrigue, but only after having risen from his crotch.
Seth could have been a pillar of salt right then. He stood still making eye contact with her for a couple of moments, then said, "The other one was a disaster, you know." He hoped he seemed cool enough, but knew it had come out awkwardly. Then again, anything he might have said would have been awkward. He was glad to have stored the package away in the nick of time.
Geraldine smiled, not entirely in as relaxed a fashion as Seth anticipated, and that somehow put him more at ease. She shifted from her standing point and moved forward, brushing against him in the narrow cubicle as she stepped forward and turned, bringing her hands down to her trousers' button. Seth glanced as she went by him and regained his motion, pulling his zipper up quickly and stepping away from her towards the door, mumbling, "It's all yours."
The door was still ajar, the way he'd quite unintentionally left it. He grabbed the handle and paused, putting on a courteous smile as he turned his head to her. In that split-second, he had meant that as a stylish way of taking his leave, leave which he was quite intent on taking. But it was the split-second that unmade him.
His smile froze as he saw her gazing back at him, biting her lower lip. Another split-second of intense silence followed, and then the click of her trouser button coming undone. Seth was unable to move, and in default of anything else, kept watching her.
His eyes fell down to her crotch; and as soon as he'd done that, she pulled down her trousers slightly to reveal white-laced panties, then slipped her thumbs under the elastic and pulled them down, bending seductively. He was mesmerised as he watched her crouching gingerly over the bowl, his eyes riveted on her pussy. The pubic hair was neatly trimmed into a triangle, discreet yet lush, and he was forced to look back up into her eyes. His own eyes now bespoke delighted wonder, as if a child had just been given its first toy. She kept up the eye contact, her confidence in the situation now wonderfully restored, and obviously relishing every second of the exhibition. She was to all intents and purposes a woman at the height of sexual self-consciousness, and she came through powerfully, knowing that now he was in her thrall. Seth knew that she knew, too.
She paused a moment, then in a soft whisper said, "I can't pee with the door open...do you mind?"
Seth caught hold of himself again, and said "Sure" in a firm voice. He rose straight and pulled the door shut gingerly, turning round to face her confidently, an amused smile on his face. "That better?"
"Let's see." Geraldine hung her head down, her hair bobbing downwards, saying nothing for some seconds. Seth waited silently, but nothing happened. She looked up at him after a bit, saying, "I think I need a hand."
He walked the bare two steps that separated them, unable to resist the crave for physical contact that came over him. She glanced down at him as he did, his throbbing erection now showing clearly through his pants.
Seth reached his index finger out under her chin, raised her head slightly and guided her up to a standing position again. Their faces were now inches from each other, though he had to bend down to her, petite as she was. Her face rose up to him eagerly, her lips parted. They hung like that for a small eternity, because something at the back of his mind warned him not to make the first move. Not that he needed to.
Unable to contain herself any longer, she flung her arms up around his neck and hung on, kissing him furiously, her bosom pressing up into him. Their tongues lashed together, letting out their pent-up fervour. She gave herself up to him completely, her body rising up until her feet were off the ground, pressing her entire warmth into him.
His hand went down below her ass, cupping her cheeks and lifting her up into him roughly as his fingers squeezed over her flesh. She responded by biting his lower lip as they broke the kiss, still dizzy from the fervour of their passion. As her feet touched the ground again, she was immediately grabbing his other hand from behind her back and bringing it, palm outstretched, against her displayed womanhood.
The hunger was evermore present in her eyes, and it flashed as lightning against Seth's tortured consciousness for those few moments in which their half-closed eyes met. Then his fingers made contact with her pussy-folds and her eyes closed tightly shut, as a deep sigh escaped her, leaping mingled with her perfume up into his nostrils, diffusing throughout the raging blood that ran through his veins down into his engorged member.
With the last vestiges of thought that remained in his sex-addled mind, he pressed forward until her back was against the wall by the mirror and sink. The motion led his middle finger to slide into her sopping pussy as his open mouth fell motionlessly and aimlessly against her face. He closed his eyes shut tightly, his mouth still open against her, with only his lower lip brushing the side of her mouth. His mind screamed at him to run away.
As his fingertip dipped inside her, however, she moaned sweetly. In that low, begging sound was pent up all the raw need he felt himself, and he at once sympathised with her and pitied the both of them. His body accompanied the moan, his hips thrusting inexorably forward. His hand was caught and he withdrew it involuntarily, impaling his aching cock against her cunt. He could feel her heat seeping through the material of his pants as she ground against him, her moan increasing in intensity.
His hand came up to cover her mouth in synchrony with her hand's reaching down to free him from his pants' shackles. It took a few seconds, during which she shifted his head off her face, taking hot hard breaths against his ear. As soon as the belt was free, she pulled his zipper down, grabbing his shaft in her hand hard. Her nails dug slightly into his flesh, making him catch his breath. His eyes opened wide suddenly, and he glanced at her face. Her eyes were still shut, her face contorted in agony, biting her lower lip as he tentatively released his hand from her mouth.
His hip thrust against her again, squeezing his cock and her hand together against her pussy. A short and breathless, "Come on." escaped her. It was all the encouragement he needed. His hands grabbed her ass again, brushing her cunt from the underside, and lifted her up against the wall. She spread her legs around him as she guided his cock against her, sliding slowly down until his head pressed at her opening, then he thrust slowly into her until she was pinned firmly in place against the wall.
A groan escaped her which he couldn't cover now with his hands, and he elected instead to bring his lips down against her shoulder as he thrust slowly up in her again. Her muscles clenched him.
*
The two of them existed beyond all else as soon as their bodies joined.
Their consciousnesses were somewhere far away on a different plane, one where only bliss existed. Beyond their identities and lives, beyond their relationships and thoughts, beyond their bodies and their cravings, beyond mere pleasure and sensuality, they dwelled each in his and her realm, of fulfilment and liberation respectively.
Timelessly their entwined bodies drifted far away from them in long, deliberate thrusts, a rhythmic rhapsody of hedonistic silence as their mortal shells sang wave after wave of abandonment. In that most intimate of moments nevertheless, no two human beings could have been further apart than they, as each soared far away into indescribable oblivion. They could see only each other, but only across a universe's divide.
To the outside observer this paradoxical apartness in such perfect proximity was as easily apparent as to one observing a painting frozen in time. As he impaled himself in her to the accompaniment of her legs' squeeze and brushing around him, they appeared much as the ocean's waves crashing inexorably onto the cliffs. But while the waves sank back down to the ocean's unfathomable depths, the cliffs soared up into the heavens.
That was precisely the picture that greeted Charlie as he pushed the door ajar slowly. He stared at them transfixed. Seth's head was bowed low over her shoulder, his face staring down, his eyes shut unseeingly. Geraldine's head was tilted entirely back, her face raised to the jealous skies, her eyes equally blind.
They could not have gone on making love for more than a couple of minutes, but their senses had been so heightened from the long night's wait that they could endure any more delay from release and fulfilment. Seth, at least, could not, and in his lost state felt the tingling - familiar, yet unknown to him in its present intensity - gather around his cock and demanding release.
He shuddered slightly with the feeling and went motionless as he descended from his last thrust, knowing somewhere at the back of his mind that he had to withdraw. His body lingered tremblingly for a few instants. Geraldine must have felt the change in him too, for she let out a low groan of supplication as he stopped, gripping him harder with her legs, her nails fighting the thin material of his shirt as they dug hard against his back.
It was more than Seth could withstand, and as he felt her body clenching him hotly once more, pressed himself as far inside her as he could go, biting her shoulder instinctively as his seed spurted uncontrollably inside her. Her only response was to loll her head as if it were a ship's mast, her groan changing into an indecipherable moan as his manhood filled her.
It took him five spurts to deliver himself of his load, a load that that was full of all that he'd been striving against that night. His body spasmed on beyond his will as the horrific reality of what he was doing crashed upon him as cold steel. A new kind of abandon gripped his mind as he reeled from his own act, one born of incredulity, fear and remorse.
Charlie's eyes were as incredulous as Seth felt, but they could see none of what went on in that addled mind. They saw only the divinely excruciating contortions of Geraldine's expression as she fought still to rid herself of the ache that had gripped her all night. Seth's release had affected her, but she was still not quite there, and she had a haunted, almost frenetic look on her now as her agony was no near to release, yet so far, as it seemed.
Yet Seth was not over yet. The trouble in his soul translated into a force that drove him into her mercilessly. His released and emptied cock still burned inside her, still held up hard somehow, and - perhaps fearing its imminent decline soon - he kept on pounding inside her, determined to go on as long as he possibly could. Her own orgasm was the furthest thing from his mind. What drove him were a desperate wish to delay facing her, and thus his actions, for as long as he could, and some irrational hate of himself and her that gripped the part of him that still had morals, the part that was in control now. And so on and on he banged her, with a force and carelessness that had nothing to do with what he'd been doing to her before. He was now well and truly fucking her, now that there was no more point.
Not that she was complaining. His forcefulness brought her ever closer to her own orgasm. Now she felt truly abandoned to her destiny. She sensed the change in the man who was at once her agony and ecstasy: felt at once that the lover who had been an accomplice in their illicit love only a few moments before, with whom she'd shared that visceral need for sexual release, was gone. He'd been replaced by an insensitive brute whose manhood - that impossibly hot shaft that seemed to fill her cunt but from which she still strove to suck out her release, even after it had given her all it had - seemed to have a mind of its own, a cruel mind that would have ripped her apart if only it had had the power to.
She felt the unbearable predicament she was in, a slave to her passion, to her deep need, with nobody to turn to now, the man she loved her so far away from her in the next room, alone at Seth's mercy. She felt her helplessness, her loneliness, felt now the sway that the man screwing her had over her. She revelled in that feeling and relished it, as if his newfound distance was a manly power that would wash her away from her troubles in an orgasmic sea of relief.
She abandoned herself completely to him as his cock weaved around inside her madly, their hips rocking wildly now, her lower-back banging into the wall forcefully. Her hand reached up to grab the hair on the back of his head, prompting him to bite her again. This time the bite hurt, very sharply. The pain shot suddenly through her sensation-befuddled body, making her cry sharply, if not loudly. Her eyes opened wide in surprise.
And met Charlie's. He was watching her in silent awe, mesmerised by the passion on her face. As her eyes drew level with his, they locked. It was hard to tell what could have flashed through her mind as she saw him watching her. Surprise, shock, fear...they were only the more obvious of the sensations that ran through her in that defining moment. That long moment of sheer wantonness, where her last coherent thought was that here was another intimate stranger about to watch her having an orgasm with the intimate stranger who was fucking her brains out.
It was too much for her. The eyes - hungry eyes, she was sure - that were about to witness her orgasm were the drop that tripped her vase. Her head lifted as if in slow motion as Seth's terrible cock lifted her in a wide arc back to the wall, her eyes glazing over and half-closing. She stopped seeing Charlie, her pussy now gripping and releasing the soaked shaft that engorged her without her knowing it. She was lost in a wave of ecstasy, at last.
*
Nothing was the same after that. Beneath the chit-chat, beneath the general oncoming stupor, was a spread of tension that could almost be cut. The cold rift between Geraldine and Neill was obvious, even to John. He couldn't tell what it was, but her prolonged absence must have seemed suspicious, even to her seemingly blind fiancée.
But John saw an almost imperceptible shift in her face- a hint of a flush that had little to do with alcohol He also noticed that she and Seth were scrupulously bent on avoiding eye contact. She was stealing occasional glances actually; Seth on the other hand was doing his utmost to ignore her.
John shook his head in wonder, and quite by accident observed one further detail. Charlie's eyes were glazed. Not at anyone or anything, but there they were: fixed in some space in his mind's eye. His girlfriend was talking to him in his ear, but he was quite oblivious to her.
John sipped his drink and wondered whether the October winds would get a chance to blow on Neill and Geraldine's wedding this year.
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