Geniet die lang naweek!

April 30, 2008 · Filed under Feel good things..., Things I got.

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.’

(P.S. I didn’t see it coming, either.)