Dave decided to go skiing with his Mate, Johno. They loaded up Jack’s van and headed south.
After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible storm. They pulled into a nearby farm 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.
“I’m afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.”
“Don’t worry,” Dave said, “we’ll be happy to sleep in the shed. And if the weather breaks, we’ll be gone at first light.”
The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the shed and settled in for the night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way. They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
About nine months later, Dave got an unexpected letter from a Lawyer.
It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the Lawyer of that attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend.
He dropped in on his mate Johno and asked, “Mate, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday down South?”
“Yes, I do Mate.”
“Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night and go up to the house to pay her a visit?”
“Yes,” Johno 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?”
Johno’s face turned red and he said, “Yeah, sorry, Mate. I’m afraid I did. Why do you ask?”
“She just died and left me everything.”