John with his buddy Ken headed on a golfing holiday to Scotland.
After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a blizzard. So they pulled into a nearby farm to ask for shelter for the night
An attractive lady answered the door and was not that keen to help at first. 'I realize it's terrible weather but I was recently widowed and live in this big house by myself, so I would be afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.'
'Don't worry,' John said. 'We'll be happy to sleep in the barn, and be gone at first light.'
"I guess that would be Ok" said the now more relaxed lady, and the two men found their way to the barn.
Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way and enjoyed a great weekend of golf.
About nine months later, John got a letter from the attorney of that attractive widow.
He called in to see Ken and asked, 'Do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our golf holiday in Scotland 9 months ago?'
'Yes.' Said Ken.
'Did you, happen to get up in the middle of the night, and go up to the house and pay her a visit?'
'Well, um, yes!,' Ken said, a little embarrassed at being found out.
'And did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?'
Ken's face turned beet red and he said, 'Yeah, look, I'm sorry, buddy. I'm afraid I did.' 'Why do you ask?'
She just died and left me everything.