A successful rancher died and left everything to his
devoted wife. She was a very good-looking woman and
determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little
about ranching, so she decided to place an ad in the
newspaper for a ranch hand.
Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay and the
other a drunk. She thought long and hard about it, and
when no one else applied she decided to hire the gay
guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the
house than the drunk.
He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours
every day and knew a lot about ranching. For weeks,
the two of them worked, and the ranch was doing very
well.
Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the hired
hand, 'You have done a really good job, and the ranch
looks great. You should go into town and kick up your
heels.'
The hired hand readily agreed and went into town one
Saturday night.
One o'clock came, however, and he didn't return. Two
o'clock and no hired hand. Finally he returned around
two-thirty, and upon entering the room, he found the
rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass
of wine, waiting for him.She quietly called him over
to her. 'Unbutton my blouse and take it off,' she
said.
Trembling, he did as she directed.
'Now take off my boots.'
He did as she asked, ever so slowly.
'Now take off my socks.'
He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her
boots.
'Now take off my skirt.'
He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes
in the fire light.
'Now take off my bra.'
Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and
dropped it to the floor.
Then she looked at him and said, 'If you ever wear my
clothes into town again, you're fired.'
devoted wife. She was a very good-looking woman and
determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little
about ranching, so she decided to place an ad in the
newspaper for a ranch hand.
Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay and the
other a drunk. She thought long and hard about it, and
when no one else applied she decided to hire the gay
guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the
house than the drunk.
He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours
every day and knew a lot about ranching. For weeks,
the two of them worked, and the ranch was doing very
well.
Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the hired
hand, 'You have done a really good job, and the ranch
looks great. You should go into town and kick up your
heels.'
The hired hand readily agreed and went into town one
Saturday night.
One o'clock came, however, and he didn't return. Two
o'clock and no hired hand. Finally he returned around
two-thirty, and upon entering the room, he found the
rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass
of wine, waiting for him.She quietly called him over
to her. 'Unbutton my blouse and take it off,' she
said.
Trembling, he did as she directed.
'Now take off my boots.'
He did as she asked, ever so slowly.
'Now take off my socks.'
He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her
boots.
'Now take off my skirt.'
He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes
in the fire light.
'Now take off my bra.'
Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and
dropped it to the floor.
Then she looked at him and said, 'If you ever wear my
clothes into town again, you're fired.'
