Unexpected
Copyright© 2026 by Dark Vision
Chapter 8
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 8 - My life became a series of unexpected events when my grandfather passed away, and I inherited his businesses. I discovered things about life and sex that changed the way I thought. I learned my family engaged in a lifestyle I couldn’t imagine, but quickly embraced. It’s amazing what you can do when you have wealth. While I didn’t earn what I had, I was able to accept and enjoy it with the help of others. My greatest fear was becoming an asshole and treating others poorly.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction Incest Cousins Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Oral Sex Safe Sex
When my alarm went off at five-thirty, I found Beverly snuggled against me. As I stirred, she woke up, smiled, and stretched. Rolling toward her, I kissed her and said, “Good morning. Did you sleep well?”
Beverly giggled, then smiled. “I slept great, Jeff. It was the first time I had slept naked or with someone else. A girl could get used to it. At least this girl could.” She sat up, curling her legs under her butt. “Are we going to take a shower?”
“No, I’m not, but you’re welcome to take one if you’d like. I have to get dressed for my workout. After I exercise and swim, I’ll shower. I usually shower before bed. I’m going to use the bathroom, then make coffee. Make yourself at home.”
I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and returned to the bedroom. Beverly sat on the bed, watching me dress in my compression shorts and shirt.
“If I’d known I would spend the night, I would have packed a toothbrush.”
“There are new toothbrushes in the second drawer of the sink counter, Bev. Help yourself to whatever you need.”
Beverly nodded, got out of bed, and went into the bathroom. I went to the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast. A few minutes later, Beverly joined me at the counter, moved behind me, put her arms around my waist, and hugged me. I turned around, took her face between my hands, and kissed her. She moved her hands to my ass and chuckled.
“I’ve never seen shorts or a shirt this tight,” Beverly said.
“They’re compression clothes. I wear them to workout because my trainer said I should.”
“You should wear them all the time. The shorts make your ass sexy,” Beverly moved a hand to my crotch, “and your cock too.”
“I usually don’t wear anything when I’m home alone.”
Beverly pulled her head back and looked into my eyes. “You run around naked?”
“Yup. It cuts down on the laundry. I wear clothes when I have to, but I prefer being naked if I’m hanging around.”
“Hmm, interesting. So, what’s for breakfast?”
“I usually have cereal, juice, and coffee for breakfast during the week and cook on the weekends.”
“Show me where everything is, and I’ll help.”
I pointed to a cupboard, telling Beverly where I kept the cereal. She opened the door, looking at the selection, while I got out the bowls, spoons, and glasses for our orange juice. We sat at the counter, fixed our food, and ate.
“So, what are your plans for today?” I asked.
“I have a few things to do at home and want to start looking for a job. Mom said she wanted me to help unpack today. What are you going to do?”
“I have to check a few things at Henderson, but not much else. Would you like to get together later?”
“Yes, but I think it will have to wait until tomorrow. As I said, Mom wants me to help her today and this evening.” Beverly took a drink of juice. “Can I watch you workout this morning?”
“Sure.”
Beverly and I finished eating, took care of the dishes, and sat at the counter having coffee while waiting for Brenda to arrive. A few minutes later, my phone alerted me, so I opened the gate. Beverly watched the monitor as Frank drove up the driveway. I unlocked the door so they could come in.
Frank and Brenda, I’d like you to meet Beverly. Bev, this is Frank and my trainer, Brenda,” I said. Help yourselves to coffee.”
Brenda fixed two cups of coffee before she and Frank joined us at the counter. We chatted for a few minutes about Beverly’s move from Texas. Once we were ready, we headed outside to begin our workout. I stretched, warmed up with aerobics, then started my routine while Frank and Beverly watched. It was Monday, and as usual, Brenda added a new exercise and increased the number of reps for the things I’d been doing.
“Would you and Frank like to go for a swim today?” I asked Brenda while cooling down.
“Not today, Jeff, but thanks for asking.”
“Do you have a lot of clients?” Beverly asked.
“I have a few, but not many. I’m just getting started, and it’s hard to find clients. Working for our dads at the fitness store helps, but I need more referrals.”
“I’m sure you’ll do well, Brenda. It takes time,” I said.
Brenda and Frank said they had to leave when we cooled down. Beverly said she should get going, so I walked them out to their cars. Frank and Brenda said goodbye, then got in their vehicle and left.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Jeff,” Beverly said as she hugged me.
“I can’t wait.”
“I had a great time yesterday. I can’t wait until we can do it again.”
“I really enjoyed myself too, Bev.” I kissed her. “I’m looking forward to spending a lot of time with you.”
“I can’t think of anything I’d like better.”
Beverly and I spent a few minutes kissing, then opened her door for her. She tossed her backpack on the seat, got in, and fastened her seatbelt. As she pulled away, I waved.
I returned to the yard, stripped, and jumped into the pool. After swimming my lengths, I went to the cabana, showered, shaved, and went to the house for coffee. Sitting at the counter, I sipped my coffee while thinking about the time Beverly and I spent together. I thought about when we were younger and tried to determine what I missed. When we were very young, we used to play together and have fun. I became obsessed with my computers as we got older, so we didn’t interact much.
Beverly said she’d had a crush on me since she was about sixteen, but I never knew. After learning about it, I tried to decide if I had missed something. Soon after, she and her family moved to Texas, and we rarely saw each other.
As I thought about seeing Beverly climb out of the pool wearing her transparent shorts and bra, I realized I was playing with myself. When replaying our sexual encounter, I started jacking off, but laughed and removed my hand.
I needed a distraction, so I went to my office and turned on my computer. While checking my inherited investment portfolios, I looked at the different holdings my grandfather had invested in. After reviewing the various stocks, I realized Grandpa had bought several of the company’s stocks when they were first issued. Many of the stocks had split several times. Several names stood out. Microsoft, Berkshire Hathaway, Google, and Amazon were among the largest companies Grandpa invested in. In addition to stocks and bonds, I owned real estate. Grandpa had purchased many commercial buildings and leased them to companies other than Henderson Enterprises. If I were to liquidate all my holdings, I would have over a billion dollars from the portfolio alone.
I wondered if I should learn more about the stock market and enhance my holdings, but I didn’t know if I could do any better. However, speculating in real estate was interesting. I thought about engaging in it if I wanted something to do.
After reviewing my investments, I left everything alone. I went to the kitchen for fresh coffee, then went outside and sat on the deck. As soon as I stretched out on a lounge chair, I realized it was the same one Beverly used when we made love, or rather fucked. My cock grew, so I gripped my shaft, stroking it slowly while thinking about going down on her, then screwing like crazy. I wanted to do it again.
It was close to noon and getting hot outside, so I decided to swim before making something for lunch. I walked to the pool, dived into the water, and milled around before swimming back and forth. I stopped and rested on the edge with my feet in the water.
I finally got up, went to the cabana, and rinsed. As I used a towel to dry myself, I thought about how convenient staying naked was. I didn’t need to change from my clothes into a suit and back again.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about Beverly. She seemed to be the kind of girl I wanted a relationship with, even though she was my cousin. From what she said at the wedding, there wasn’t a problem with being related as far as her parents were concerned.
I checked the time, noting it was nine in the morning in California. Taking a chance, I texted Anne, asking her to call me when she was available. I needed to talk to someone, and Anne was my choice because Mom was on her honeymoon. Even if she couldn’t help me, it would be nice to talk to her.
After taking a bottle of water from the refrigerator, I went to my office, started my computer, and checked my email. I opened an email from Ellen and found out my uncle had interviewed with the company, and they offered him a job.
My phone buzzed a little later, indicating I had received a text. I checked and smiled when I saw it was from Anne.
“Hey, sexy, what’s happening?” Anne texted.
“Not much. How are you doing?” I replied.
“Jodie and I are getting ready for class. How are you doing? I had a great time this summer,” Anne typed.
“I’m doing great. Do you have a few minutes? I need to talk to you about something,” I texted.
“For you, always. Let’s use a meeting App. I need my hands free to do my hair,” Anne texted.
I sent a link to Anne’s email and opened the meeting App. After adjusting my camera, I ran to my room, put on a T-shirt, returned, and waited for her to join. I started laughing when my screen came on with a view of Anne wearing a bra and panties while brushing her hair.
“You’re looking good this morning,” I said.
“Thanks, Jeff. What’s up?” Anne replied.
“I need advice and couldn’t think of anyone better to ask, Anne. You’re smart, and maybe you can help me.”
“I’ll try. What do you need?” As she spoke, a blonde girl wearing only panties moved behind Anne, put her hands on her shoulders, leaned down, and looked into the camera. “Jeff, I’d like you to meet Jodie. Jodie, this is Jeff.”
“Hi, Jodie. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you, too, Jeff. Anne has told me so much about you since she got back. Anne, you’re right. He is hot,” Jodie said.
I chuckled as Anne pulled Jodie closer and kissed her cheek. “Stand up so she can see you, Jeff.”
“I can’t right now because I’m not wearing pants.”
“All the better.” Anne moved aside so I could see Jodie’s bare chest, reached out, and rubbed her girlfriend’s breast. “Don’t be so shy, Jeff.”
I shrugged my shoulders, stood up, and watched Anne and Jodie’s reaction as Jodie leaned closer, smiled, and said, “You weren’t kidding, Anne. He does have a nice pecker. How big does it get?”
Anne pushed Jodie away and smacked her butt. “Get out of here, you hussy. Remember, no more men.”
Jodie put her arms over Anne’s shoulders and grabbed her breasts. “For a cock like his, I’d make an exception.”
Releasing Anne’s breasts, Jodie laughed. “See you, Jeff. It was great seeing you.”
“Jodie can be such a slut! So, what did you want to ask me about?” Anne said.
I told Anne about Beverly and what we had done together since Mom’s wedding. She listened until I finished, then smiled.
“It sounds like you and your cousin get along, Jeff. How do you feel about her?”
“That’s the thing. I don’t know how I feel or what to do. Anne, I haven’t had as much fun since you were here.”
“Did you have sex with her?”
I told Anne about Beverly jumping into the pool in her white shorts and bra, having sex on the lounge chair, and spending the night together. When I mentioned Beverly’s crush on me, Anne began chuckling.
“Oh my god, Jeff! Are you blind or something? She loves you, and from what you said, she has for a long time. How do you feel? I mean, how do you really feel about Beverly? Is she someone you’d want a relationship with?”
“I like her, Anne. I think we’re compatible and could get along. But I’ve only seen Beverly since she moved back. While I’ve known her for a long time, we haven’t spent much time together.”
“Was the sex any good?” Anne chuckled.
“What?”
“I asked you if the sex was any good, Jeff,” Anne said.
“Um, well, yeah, it was good. Beverly doesn’t have much experience, Anne.” I thought for a moment. “I’m the second man she’s been with and the first to see her naked.”
Anne began laughing, then stopped. “Jeff, Jeff, Jeff. She’s the second woman you’ve been with. You two can learn together if she’s willing. Don’t forget everything we talked about when I was there, and you fucked me like no tomorrow.”
“I think it was more a case of you fucking me, Anne.”
“Whatever! Look, Jeff, we both know a relationship is more than sex, but as you know, I feel sex is important. If you’re looking for a friend, then sex doesn’t matter. If you’re looking for more, something deeper than friendship, it’s where people start. When Jodie and I first got together, it began as lust and became love. We learned about each other by spending time talking.”
“I think I’d like more than just a friend, Anne. As I said, I like Beverly and feel we could develop a relationship.”
“Is the fact that she’s your cousin an issue?”
My quick answer was, “No.”
“Not that it matters, but is she attractive to you?”
“Yes, I find her attractive, but not just how she looks. Bev is funny, smart, and fun to be with.”
“Do you want to know what I think?”
“Of course I do. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have called you.”
“Jeff, I can only think of a few reasons Beverly would do what she did when she jumped into the pool, knowing what would happen with her clothes. You said she bought the outfit on the way to your house, so you know she planned it.”
“Yes, that’s what she said.”
“Anyway. As I said, I can only think of a few reasons someone would do what you said she did. First, maybe she’s an exhibitionist and likes to show off. Second, Beverly was horny and wanted to get laid. But, if you ask me, she wanted to show how she felt, and it was the only way she knew how. It sounds like she was willing to do something she wouldn’t normally do to get your attention.
“Having the wind blow her skirt up probably embarrassed her, but it gave her an opening if you reacted the way you said. From what you’ve told me, Jeff, I think Beverly is head over heels for you. What you do about it is up to you.”
“I don’t think Bev is an exhibitionist because she said she never did anything like it before, and I was the first man to see her naked. So, do you have any suggestions?”
“Sure. You could try the conventional approach and date Beverly for a while. Take her out and things, but it sounds like you’re past that point. You could be friends with benefits if that’s what you want. Or you can go for it and invite her to move in with you. You said she wants to find a job and an apartment. Your house has plenty of room, so you two can be close even if she doesn’t want a sexual relationship. You’ll have a fishing partner if nothing else.”
“Don’t you think it’s too soon to ask Bev to move in with me?”
“It doesn’t matter what I think, Jeff. What do you think? On the other hand, you could wait until she finds another place to live, and if you’re still together, ask her then. If she has a lease, she won’t be able to move until her lease is up. Besides, what’s the worst thing that can happen?”
“She could think I’m a pervert and say no.”
Anne laughed. “We already know you’re a pervert, Jeff. Aren’t we all, to some degree? If Beverly says no, you’re right where you are now. Alone. Try to be positive and consider how it would be if she said yes.”
“Thanks, Anne. If nothing else, you’ve given me a lot to think about. I’ll let you go so you can get to your class. Tell Jodie goodbye for me. The invitation to stay here is still open.”
“You’re welcome. Let me know how things go, Jeff. I’ll talk to you later,” Anne said, then she waved before the screen went blank.
I sat back in my chair, staring at the blank screen while thinking about what Anne had said. Maybe she was right, and I should just go for it, letting the cards fall as they may. Realizing I wouldn’t resolve anything until I spoke with Beverly, I decided to take care of a few errands.
After shutting down my computer, I went to my room to get dressed. Once I was ready, I headed out to the stores. It was Monday, my shopping day. I drove to the grocery store, went in, and began placing items in my cart. My shopping trips were normally quick, going from store to store, and picking up the things on my mental list. However, my mind reeled from the conversation with Anne today, and I felt unfocused.
I managed to finish my shopping and headed home. After putting away the food, I went outside, stripped, and relaxed on the deck. Stretched out on the lounge chair that Beverly and I shared the previous afternoon, I reminisced about our sexual fun. As I thought about sex with Beverly, my hand drifted to my crotch, and I began stroking my cock. Closing my eyes, I decided to talk to Beverly and see what she wanted.
After dinner, I poured a drink and went outside to enjoy the evening. While sitting on the porch, I grabbed my phone and called Beverly to see when we would get together the following day.
“Hi, Bev. How are you doing?” I said when she answered her phone.
“Oh, hi, Jeff. Um, I’m doing okay. How are you?”
“I’m good. I did my shopping today and ate dinner, and now I’m sitting on the porch. Did you get everything done you wanted to?”
“Yeah. I helped Mom unpack, put the stuff away, started searching for a job, and checked out apartments. Dad had to go to Henderson for orientation today. He’s looking forward to his new job.”
“Great. So, what time do you want to get together tomorrow?”
There was a pause. “Um, I don’t know. I guess anytime you want is okay.”
“Why don’t you come early? We’ll have breakfast and go fishing.”
“Okay. I’ll see you about eight.”
“Sounds good. I’ll have coffee and breakfast ready, Bev. I can’t wait to see you again.”
“I have to get going. Mom needs me to help her with something. I’ll see you in the morning, Jeff.”
I hung up and thought about our brief conversation. Beverly seemed upset or bothered by something, but didn’t say what it was. I thought about calling her back, then decided to wait until I saw her.
When I woke on Tuesday morning, I used the bathroom, went outside, and dived into the pool. After swimming for about thirty minutes, I returned to my bathroom to shower and prepare for the day. Dressed in shorts and a pullover shirt, I headed to the kitchen.
I made a pot of coffee and began preparing things for breakfast. When the coffee pot finished, I poured a cup, sat at the counter, and waited for Beverly to arrive. At a quarter to eight, my phone pinged. I glanced at the monitor, seeing it was Beverly’s car, and opened the gate. After sipping my coffee, I went outside to greet her.
Beverly parked in front of one of the garage doors, shut off her car, and got out. I smiled when I noticed she wore a skirt and a sleeveless blouse.
“Hi, Bev. It’s good to see you,” I said as she walked toward me.
“Hi, Jeff. It’s nice to see you, too.”
“Come in. I have fresh coffee.”
Beverly sat at the counter while I poured coffee for both of us. When I handed her a mug, she held it with two hands, turning it while staring into the black liquid. I took my mug and sat next to her.
“Is everything okay, Bev? You seem preoccupied.”
Beverly didn’t look up as she continued staring at her coffee. “I wasn’t sure you wanted to see me again.”
My head snapped toward Beverly. “What? Why would you think I wouldn’t want to see you? You seemed okay when we got up Monday morning.”
Beverly shrugged her shoulders but didn’t look at me. “After I went home, I started thinking about everything and felt you must think I’m a tramp after how I acted on Sunday. You didn’t want to have sex again when we went to bed, and I thought you were disgusted with me.”
It was all I could do to keep from laughing as I got up, put my hands on Beverly’s cheeks, and kissed her. “Bev, nothing could be further from the truth! I don’t, nor have I ever, thought you were a tramp. I think what you did was very brave. I didn’t start fooling around when we went to bed because I didn’t want you to feel that the only thing I wanted with you was sex.
“I can’t read your mind, Bev, so tell me if you want something. I won’t judge you, regardless of what you say or ask. If we’re going to move forward, we have to talk and let each other know what we want.”
Beverly leaned close, wrapped her arms around me, and we kissed. Our tongues flicked together, and I ran my hands down her back to her bottom. We continued kissing for a few moments, then she pulled her head back and chuckled.