THE WIDOW AND THE RANCH HAND
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!'
P.S. Yeah! I didn't see it coming either! HA
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