I was a very happy man. My wonderful Italian girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and so 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 was bra-less. She would regularly bend down when she was near me, and I always got more than a nice view. It had to be deliberate because she never did it when she was near anyone else.
One day her 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 couldnt overcome. She told me that she wanted me just once before I got married and committed my life to her sister.
Well, I was in total shock and couldnt say a word.
She said. Im 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. I stood there for a moment, then turned and made a beeline for the front door. I opened the door and headed straight towards my car.
Lo and behold, my entire future family was standing outside, all clapping! With tears in his eyes, my father-in-law to be, put down his shotgun, hugged me and said. We are very happy that you have passed our little test. We couldnt ask for a better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family.
The moral of this story: Always keep your condoms in your car.
F, that is one good joke, but I will give you this, the real thing happened to me, with my part Italian wife, and her cousin, same thing exactly only their was no shotgun involved and I was not heading to the car for condoms, I was getting the hell out of there. Been married 38 years now. with the odd up's and downs, but quite happy.
