Post by Wayne's Angel Queen on Jul 15, 2005 12:33:30 GMT -5
A successful Colorado 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 man, 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 everyday and knew a
lot about ranching. For weeks, the two of them
worked hard, 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 yer heels."
The hired hand readily agreed and went into town
the following Saturday
nite.
One o'clock came, and he didn't return. Two
o'clock, and no hired hand.
He returned around two-thirty, and upon entering
the house, 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 stockings." 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.
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 man, 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 everyday and knew a
lot about ranching. For weeks, the two of them
worked hard, 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 yer heels."
The hired hand readily agreed and went into town
the following Saturday
nite.
One o'clock came, and he didn't return. Two
o'clock, and no hired hand.
He returned around two-thirty, and upon entering
the house, 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 stockings." 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.