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."
>
