A story with a moral
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 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 better man for our
daughter. Welcome to the family."
The moral of this story is:
Always keep your condoms in your car.
