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 men 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 an 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.
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.
"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, you're fired."
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