|A successful rancher died and left everything to his 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 very effeminate and obviously gay.|
The other was 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. The two of them worked well together and the ranch was doing very well, so 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 enjoy yourself" The hired hand readily agreed and went into town on Saturday night.
However, one o'clock came and he didn't return. Two o'clock and no hired hand. He eventually returned around two-thirty and found the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace. 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 so, slowly. "Now, take off my stockings" He did. "Now take off my skirt" He did too. "Now take off my bra" Again, with trembling hands he did as he was told.
"Now" she said, "take off my panties". He slowly pulled them down and off.
Then she looked at him and said, "If you ever wear my clothes to town again, you're fired!"