John and Jack's car broke down one cold night and as they were walking back to town, they came across a large estate with iron gates. They pushed the button on the intercom and a lady's voice asked them what they wanted. After they explained, she opened the gate and when they reached the front door of the mansion, they saw that she was beautiful and young, about 30, and she explained that she was a widow living alone. She offered them the guest house, explaining further that she had a reputation to protect and couldn't have men staying in the house with her overnight. They thanked her and followed the marble step path down to the lavish guest house and settled in for the night.
Nine months later, John received a letter from the woman's attorney. He read it but couldn't believe it. It didn't make any sense. He called Jack and asked him if he went over to the house that night and met the woman while he was asleep. Jack hesitated and then confessed that he had. He said it was a truly memorable experience and that the woman thanked him several times for the greatest sex she had ever had. Then John asked him if, by chance, he had given her his name and address instead of his own. Jack admitted that he had because he was married and thought it best not to give her his real name. Well then, that explains it, John said. Explains what, Jack asked. She died last week and left her entire estate to me.