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06-10-2005, 09:06 AM
Female Rancher
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
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. 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."
Gotcha!! :~)
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
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. 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."
Gotcha!! :~)