Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. They
loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north. After
driving for a few hours they got caught in a terrible
blizzard. They pulled into a nearby farmhouse and
asked the attractive lady who answered the door if
they could spend the night.

“I realize it's terrible weather out there and I have
this huge house all to myself, but I'm recently
widowed.” she explained, “and I'm afraid the neighbors
will talk if I let you stay in the house.”

“Don't worry,” said Jack, “we'll be happy to sleep in
the barn and if the weather breaks, we'll be out of
here at first light.”

The lady agreed and the two men found their way to the
barn and settled in for the night. Come morning, the
weather had cleared, they got on their way and enjoyed
a great weekend of skiing.

About nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter
from an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure
it out but he finally determined it was from the
attorney of the attractive widow he met on the skiing
weekend with Bob.
He dropped in on his friend, Bob, and asked, “Do you
remember that good looking widow from the farm where
we stayed on our skiing weekend up north?”

“Yes, I do.” said Bob.

“Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night,
go up to the house and have sex with her?”

“Yes,” Bob said, a little embarrassed about being
found out. “I have to admit that I did.”

“And did you happen to use my name instead of telling
her your name?”
Bob's face turned red and he said, "Yeah, sorry,
buddy, I'm afraid I did.
Why do you ask?”

She just died and left me everything.