I was happy. My girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year,
and so we decided to get married. My parents helped us in every way, my
friends encouraged me, and my girlfriend? She was a dream! There was only
one thing bothering me, very much indeed, and that one thing was her
younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was twenty years of age, wore
tight mini skirts and low cut blouses. She would regularly bend down when
near me and I got many a pleasant view of her underwear. It had to be
deliberate. She never did it when she was near anyone else. One day little
sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations.
She was alone when I arrived. She whispered to me that soon I was to be
married, and she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't
overcome and didn't really want to overcome. She told me that she wanted
to make love to me just once before I got married and committed my life to
her sister. I was in total shock and couldn't say a word. She said, "I'm
going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want to go ahead with it just come
up and get me." I was stunned. I was frozen in shock as I watched her go
up the stairs. When she reached the top she pulled down her panties and
threw them down the stairs at me. I stood there for a moment, then turned
and went straight to the front door. I opened the door and stepped out of
the house. I walked straight towards my car. My future father-in-law was
standing outside. With tears in his eyes he hugged me and said, "We are
very happy that you have passed our little test. We couldn't ask for a
better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family.
"The moral of this story is:"
"Always keep your condoms in your car."