The Wedding Test

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.