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Gay Cowboy

  • 09-03-2006 6:30pm
    #1
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 144 ✭✭


    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."


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