Yellow Jacket
11-26-2007, 05:22 PM
My wonderful girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year and decided to get married. There was only one little thing bothering me. It was her beautiful younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was 22, wore very tight miniskirts and generally was bra-less.
One day 'little sister' called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived and whispered to me that she had feelings and desires for me she couldn't overcome. She told me she wanted to make love to 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 am going upstairs to my bedroom and if you want one last wild fling, just come up and get me. I was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. When she reached the top she pulled off her panties and threw them down the stairs to me.
I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline straight to the front door. I opened the door and headed straight to my motorcycle. Lo and behold, my entire future family was standing outside clapping.
With tears in his eyes, my future father-in-law hugged me and said, 'We are very happy that you passed our little test. We couldn't ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family, son.'
The moral of this story: Always keep your condoms on your motorcycle.
One day 'little sister' called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived and whispered to me that she had feelings and desires for me she couldn't overcome. She told me she wanted to make love to 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 am going upstairs to my bedroom and if you want one last wild fling, just come up and get me. I was stunned and frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. When she reached the top she pulled off her panties and threw them down the stairs to me.
I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline straight to the front door. I opened the door and headed straight to my motorcycle. Lo and behold, my entire future family was standing outside clapping.
With tears in his eyes, my future father-in-law hugged me and said, 'We are very happy that you passed our little test. We couldn't ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family, son.'
The moral of this story: Always keep your condoms on your motorcycle.