I was happy. My girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and 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. It 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. She told me that she wanted to make
love to me just once before I got married and became committed to her sister
for life.
I 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 brief moment, then turned and went straight to the front
door. I opened the door and stepped out of the house and walked straight
towards my car. I was surprised to find my future father-in-law 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 better man for
our daughter. Welcome to the family."
The moral of this story is: Always keep your condoms in your car.
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