THE RANCHER'S WIFE

A successful rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife. She was extremely beautiful and knew very little about ranching. Determined to keep it she placed an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand.

Two men applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk. No one else applied so she thought long and hard and 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 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."

He readily agreed and went into town one Saturday night.

One o'clock came and he hadn't returned. Two o'clock and no hired hand.

He finally returned around two-thirty. Upon entering the room, he found the 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 said.

"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." With trembling hands he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor.

Now," she said, "take off my panties." By the light of the fire, he slowly pulled them down and off.

Then she looked at him and said, "If you ever wear my clothes into town again, I'll fire you on the spot."

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