My life was going great. I had a wonderful girlfriend whom I had been dating for two years, and we were getting married in a few weeks. All the plans had been made. The florists had been called, the wedding and reception had been completely planned, and all the guests had been cordially invited.
There was only one little thing bothering me, her hot, busty younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was twenty-one, wore very tight miniskirts, and never wore a bra. She would regularly bend down when she was near me, and I always got more than a nice view. She would grab my arm and rub up against me in open rooms. It had to be deliberate, because she never did it when she was near anyone else.
One day, my “sister-in-law” called me and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was there alone when I got to the house, and she whispered to me that she had feelings and desires for me that she could not ignore any longer. She told me that she wanted to have me just once before I got married and committed my life to her sister.
Well, I was in total shock, and couldn’t say a word. She said, “I’m going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want one last wild, passionate night with another women before you get married then just come up and get me.” I was stunned as I watched her go up the stairs. She is absolutely beautiful and her body is flawless. I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline straight to the front door.
I opened the door, and headed straight towards my car. Before I could get out of the doorway, I realized that my entire future family was standing outside, all clapping! With tears in his eyes, my future father-in-law 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.”
And the moral of this story is: “Always keep your condoms in your car.”