After a particularly long and hard day's work, the rancher's widow said,"You've done a really good job and the ranch looks great. You should gointo to...n and kick up your heels." The hired hand readily agreed and wentinto town on Saturday night.He returned around 2:30 am and, upon entering the room, he found therancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine, waiting forhim.She quietly called him over to her. He stood unsteadily before her, lookingjust a tad disheveled from his. They'll be beautiful. They're beautiful already." Um, really? Do you think they'll ever be as nice as yours?" Mindy, what a sweet thing to say. To be honest, I think your breasts are prettier than mine, just as they are. That's a matter of taste, of course. Now open up, I need to take your temperature."She left the room while I held the thermometer under my tongue, thinking about what she said. She was so nice, to say my little boobies were prettier than hers. As if!When she came back, she shut. . never... “Never cheated on your husband before?” He finished my sentence for me. I nodded. “You feel even worse because you enjoyed it so much?” I nodded again. “You’re an amazing, beautiful, sexy woman, Wendy. You’re doing this for your husband and your future. You’re not trying to hurt anyone, are you?” I shook my head. “So if you enjoyed it, it’s all for the good. You deserved to enjoy it, given what you’re doing for all of us. I’m just happy I was able to please you.” Please me? I hadn’t. “Kevin, dear, you don’t have any cold drinks in the fridge by any chance?”“I’m sure there is some champagne, beer, and water in the fridge.” The chauffeur replied. Louise opened the little mini-bar and found a small bottle of champagne."Ahh, here it is," she said, opening the bottle and pouring herself a glass of the bubbly liquid. “I’m sorry to be drinking alone, but maybe we can get a drink together once we get to Atlantic City.”“That’s quite all right Louise, you go right ahead, you earned.