I was a very
happy man. My wonderful girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and
we decided to get married. There was only one little thing bothering me.
It was her beautiful younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was twenty-two,
wore very tight mini skirts, and generally paraded around braless. She would
regularly bend down when she was near me, offering me a very nice view of her
lovely boobs.
Her behavior had
to be deliberate. Because she never did things like that 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, and she whispered to me that she had
feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome. She told me that she
wanted me just once before I got married
and was committed to her older sister. "Just once," she repeated.
"Please."
I was in total
shock. I couldn't say a word.
She said,
"I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want one last wild fling,
just come up and have sex with me. You won't be disappointed." Her lips red and luscious, she blew me a kiss.
I was stunned
and still frozen in shock as I watched her prance up the stairs, butt wiggling.
I stood there
for a moment, deciding what to do. Then I turned and dashed straight to the
front door. I opened the door and raced toward my car.
Oh Lord!
My entire
future family was standing outside, all smiling and clapping.
With tears in
his eyes, my father-in-law hugged me and said, "We are very happy that you
have passed our test. We couldn't ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome
to the family, my good man."
I can't tell
you how happy I was that I'd left my purchase of condoms in the glove
compartment of my car.
