A successful rancher died leaving everything to his devoted wife. She was determined to keep the ranch and so she placed an ad 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 decided to hire the gay, thinking he’d be safer than a drunk. He was a hard worker putting in long hours. They worked together and all was well.
One night he went into town for some fun, around two-thirty a.m. he came back and found her sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine. She quietly called him over to her.
“Unbutton my blouse and take it off and my boots and 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 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.”