***All characters are over 18 and are fictional. Any resemblance to any real-life persons or situations is purely coincidental.
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Alicia thought she must be crazy for inviting Henry to her apartment after only three dates. She wasn't that kind of person who went that fast with a guy. But she found a great connection with Henry ever since they first met.
She and Henry moved to Houston at the same time, nearly one month ago, to work at the new branch of the tech company they work for. Alicia was a software engineer who was doing well with Google before she came along, and Henry was a prominent network engineer with Amazon. They were both brought in for their expertise in the company's new microchip division that was going to help revolutionize computers around the world.
They first met each other in the company's cafeteria. The place was unusually crowded that day, and the only table available for either one of them was a two-seater table. They both wanted the table, but when they realized there was nowhere else for either of them to sit, they decided to share. During that time, they got to know each other a little. It wasn't long before Henry found himself flirting with her, and Alicia was responding in kind.
They were too busy the first few weeks to get to know each other because everyone was working around the clock to get the branch up and running. But whenever they found themselves alone with each other, they couldn't help having that chemistry that was all too obvious between them.
Finally, when things started to calm down, they began to see each other in a more personal setting outside of work. The first time was after work one Friday night, when they went out with a group of coworkers to get drinks. Without having to focus on work, they were able to focus on each other. That night, Henry asked her out on a real date, and of course she said yes.
They met each other for dinner the following night. Things were going so well by the end of the night, they found themselves making out heavily in his car, in the parking lot of her apartment building. Nothing happened with them that night, but it was the first time she let a guy feel her up on a first date.
The next date, happened a few nights later. They went to a night club to show off their dance moves, and they laughed at how bad they both were. Despite that, they still continued dancing because they were having so much fun. That night, Alicia gave him a hand job in his car. He told her that she didn't have to; he was just glad to be with her. But that kind of modesty only made her want him more. But she didn't want to go that far with him yet, so instead she just gave him a hand job. When she was done, he returned the favor and fingered her pussy.
Then came the third date; the one ending with Alicia taking Henry back to her place. Henry didn't expect to get with her that quickly into their relationship. It was something that all men strive to achieve quickly when dating, but he was expecting it to happen a little further down the line. At the same time, he wasn't complaining about it either; he was more than willing to take her to bed tonight.
They entered her apartment, kissing heavily with their hands all over each other's bodies. Alicia had to make Henry slow down because she felt he was rushing it. She was more than willing to fuck him tonight, but she wanted them to take their time.
"Slow down, will you?" she pleaded with him.
Henry pulled away from their embrace.
"I'm sorry," he said, smiling. "I'm just glad to be here with you."
"So am I," she replied. "But let's not rush too much. You might finish before we get to the bedroom."
They both had a chuckle at that comment.
"Why don't you go to the kitchen and get us a couple of beers while I get ready?"
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"You'll find out," she replied, walking away with a wicked smile.
She disappeared into her bedroom while Henry went to the kitchen. He got two bottles of beer from the fridge, feeling happy that she had his favorite brand. He opened the bottles and went back to the living room to wait for Alicia to return.
He looked around the room, impressed with the furniture and the TV she had in the room. By the TV was a shelving unit that carried frames of her friends and family. He enjoyed looking at them, especially the ones of the places she traveled to and the activities she took part in.
"I see you went to Paris. How was it?" Henry asked loud enough for Alicia to hear him from her bedroom.
"It's as amazing as everyone says it is," she yelled back.
"And I see you like skiing too."
"Yeah, I love it. I used to do it every year when I visited some family in Vermont," she replied. "Do you ski?"
"No, but speaking of Vermont, I used to visit there with my family too when I was very young."
"Wow, small world."
As Henry continued looking at more of the pictures, he found one that completely took him by surprise. It was a picture of an older woman that he seemed to recognize. He wasn't sure if what he was looking at was real, or if it was just someone that remarkably looked like the person he was thinking of. But the longer he looked at the picture, the more he realized it was not the person he thought it was.
"I'm ready," said Alicia.
Henry looked at the beautiful blonde woman who entered the living room wearing a very sexy lingerie set. She wore a sheer, black demi-cup bra that held up her big C-cup breasts. She also had a matching pair of panties with fishnet stockings and a garter belt. To complete the ensemble, she wore stiletto heels. She never got why men liked seeing women in those heels with lingerie; it's not that comfortable, but she knew it turned them on, so she went with it.
She just stood there, posing for Henry, who was just gawking at her.
"Well, say something, why don't you?" she said with a seductive smile.
"You're one of the loveliest creatures I have ever seen in my life," said Henry, who was still in awe of what he was seeing.
"That's one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said to me," she replied.
"And as much as I like to go to bed with you right this very moment, I need to ask you something."
"Go right ahead."
"Why do you have a picture of my grandmother?" he said as he pointed to the picture in question.
"No, you're mistaken; that's my great aunt," she assured him.
"I'm sure that's my grandmother, Sarah."
"No, that's my great aunt Sarah... Buckley... which is also your last name," she said as she realized what was happening.
"Oh, shit," said Henry.
Henry turned away from the woman, who he realized was his cousin wearing lingerie. Alicia covered her body parts with her hands as if it would do anything; she realized she was only doing it because she had seen women on TV do it so often in that situation. She ran back into her room and took a moment to consider what was happening right now. She didn't feel like changing, so she just kicked off her stilettos, grabbed a robe, and put it on before she went back outside to face Henry.
She entered the room as he was chugging down the beer he had in his hand earlier. She couldn't blame him as she wanted to drink something at the moment too. She took the second beer he had set for her on the coffee table and started to drink it as well.
"How did this happen?" Henry asked.
"I know I said they say it's a small world, but what the fuck!"
They both started thinking about the things they had done since they met. All the crazy flirting, the making out, and pleasuring each other with their hands on their second date.
"So, how are we related anyway?" she asked.
They both questioned each other about their family history. From what they can understand, Henry's grandmother, who is Alicia's great aunt, was the sister of Alicia's grandmother. They were the mothers of their own mothers, making them first cousins, which made Henry and Alicia second cousins. Both families lived in upper New York together, near Vermont, where they used to vacation. But when Henry was very young, his family moved to San Francisco for a job opportunity, and somehow, he and Alicia never really knew about each other.
They sat on the couch, both of them on their second beer. They discussed their family some more and realized how many family members they both knew, but for some reason, the two of them never met. Alicia did hear from her mother about how they had family in California, but she never followed up on that. She and Henry were never much for social media, so they never kept that kind of contact with their families. If they did, they would've seen each other in pictures in a photo that someone had shared or pop up in the "people you may know" notifications.
"What are the odds of this happening?" Alicia asked. "Especially like this?"
"Our families are on opposite sides of the country, but you and I meet somewhere in the middle, in Houston," Henry replied. "The odds of this can't be high, but here we are."
"So, where do we go from here?"
"I have been thinking about it," said Henry. "And I still like you and I want to be with you."
"What?!" she cried out.
Henry made a convincing argument about why they should stay together. They both enjoyed each other's company; they had a lot in common, they were both bad dancers, that last part made Alicia chuckle, which Henry saw as a good sign. He continued until it got into Alicia's head that she still liked him too.
"It will be weird to date my second cousin," she said. "It's not as common as it used to be, but it still happens."
"And it will be weird trying to explain to people when the time is right. Especially to our own family members."
Alicia smiled at him. "But if you're willing to give it a try, I think I can do this too."
They leaned into each other and kissed each other passionately before letting go.
"I have no idea how to explain this to my mother," said Alicia.
"My mother too. When she finds out that I'm dating the daughter of her aunt..." Henry trailed off in thought. "Wait, what did you say your mother's name was?"
"Susan," said Alicia. "And you said your mother is... Miriam."
