Steve decided to go skiing with his buddy, Mike. So they loaded up Mike’s car and headed north.
“I realize it’s terrible weather out there, and I have this huge house all to myself, but I’m recently widowed,” the lady explained. “I’m afraid the neighbours will talk if I let you stay in my house.”
“Don’t worry,” Mike said. “We’ll be happy to sleep in the barn. And if the weather improves, we’ll be gone 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, and they got on their way.
They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
About a year later, Mike got an unexpected letter from a lawyer. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally worked out that it was from the lawyer of the attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend.
He went to see Mike and asked him, “Mike, do you remember that very good looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday about a year ago?”
“Yes, I do,” said Mike, smiling broadly.
“Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?”
“Well, er, yes! I have to admit that I did,” Mike replied a little sheepishly.
“And, did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?”
Mike’s face turned red with embarrassment as he said, “Yeah, look, I’m really sorry, Steve. I’m afraid I did ….. but why do you ask?”
“She just died and left me everything.”