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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