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."