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.
