And The Moral Of the Story Is...
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 quite 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 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 tossed them
down to
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 so 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.
