Sue gasped. Arnie’s hand was on her breast now, under her t-shirt but over her bra. He had parked up his neighbors’ long gravel driveway because he knew they were away for the weekend and the young lovers could find some privacy there.

Arnie and Sue had been dating for a couple of months but had only graduated to heavy petting a couple of weeks ago. They had really known each other since they were kids...it was almost a given that they would start to date when they got old enough, and sure enough, once Arnie got his driver’s license he purchased the old Plymouth Reliant they were making out in and had started to park wherever they could.

Arnie pushed Sue’s bra up and out of the way and she moaned at the feel of his warm hands directly on her sensitive breasts. They weren’t very big but Arnie never complained.

She wanted more; it was time. She lay back and wrapped her legs around him as they ground their crotches together on his bench back seat.

“Did you bring a condom?” she asked breathlessly.

He fumbled in a pocket and she heard the telltale crinkle of the wrapper. They quickly disengaged as he got it ready and she pulled her jeans off. Then they were back in position, only without the barrier of clothing. She felt his hard cock between her legs and adjusted her hips to help.

She felt him reach down to properly angle his dick for entry but neither of them really knew what they were doing so it was difficult. They worked together and eventually everything lined up. She felt the head of his cock push into her virginal passage.

Sue gasped, and then moaned as instinct caused him to push harder. Surprisingly, there was no pain. She had heard that not all first times hurt, and was quite happy to be one of the exceptions. Arnie started to pull and push, and soon he was buried all the way inside her.

Sue felt so full inside; it was incredible. She kissed Arnie passionately as he started to thrust.

“Oh God, I love you, Sue.”

Her heart gave a leap. She knew saying the big L the first time while having sex wasn’t smart, but the heart wants what the heart wants. She started to respond, “I--”

Suddenly, it felt like she had been stabbed in the chest with a knife. She cried out, but had no breath! “Uh! Uh!” she gurgled.

“Are you cumming?” Arnie asked delightedly, continuing his thrusts.

He stopped as she started to hit him in the arm. She couldn’t breathe!

‘The pain in my chest is killing me!’ she realized.

‘Killing me...’

The silver K-car screeched into the hospital’s emergency lane and a team of technicians rushed out with a gurney. Arnie exited the car and ran to the passenger side.

The car only had two doors so the smallest technician, a woman, got in to check the young, half-dressed female patient’s vitals. Once she got into the back seat with her, though, she paused and looked around. When she saw the young man through the window she smiled.

“Arnie? What’s going on?”

Then a male technician pulled her from the car, calling her an idiot as another one got in to check Sue’s vitals. Arnie turned to the female EMT. “Do I know you?” he asked.

She looked confused. “What? Uh, I don’t think so. What just happened?”

“Asystole!*” the EMT in the car yelled, and he pushed the unresponsive young woman out the door to the other technicians. Together, they got her onto the gurney and then quickly through the hospital doors.

* A-sis-toe-lee: The absence of a heartbeat.

It seemed like hours but it was really less than 45 minutes before a doctor came out to see Arnie. He heard, “I’m sorry” and, “undiagnosed heart condition,” but not much else. Sue was dead.

Sue was sitting in the front seat of Arnie’s Plymouth Reliant. How had she gotten there? she wondered.

“What were you saying?” Arnie asked. He was checking the traffic as he pulled away from the curb and started driving.

When had it become light out? She felt odd.

“Arnie?”

“Yeah, Weezie?” He continued driving, his eyes still on the road.

She laughed. “Weezie? What the hell, Arnie?”

He turned to look at her, shocked.

When had he grown that scruffy bit of facial hair? And what was wrong with her voice? It was too high pitched.

Then she looked down at herself and saw...a cheerleader outfit? Purple and white, with a golden logo stretched tight over her breasts, and a short skirt. How had this happened? She wouldn’t be caught dead in a cheerleader outfit!

“What’s going on?” Arnie asked, flipping his eyes back-and-forth from the road to her.

Sue brought her hands up, palms out. The fingers were very delicate, with red nail polish. Sue was a farm girl, so rarely wore nail polish, and certainly not this shade!

She grabbed for the rear-view mirror, startling Arnie and making him swerve. Instead of her brown hair and hazel eyes, looking back at her from the mirror was a girl, blonde haired and blue eyed, about sixteen. “Oh boy...” she muttered.

Arnie had turned the car down a quiet street. “Weezie! What are you doing?!”

She sat back and looked at him. “I’m Sue...” she replied.

“What?!”

She pointed to the back seat. “We were just there, making love, and...and...” She moved her hand to her chest. No pain.

Arnie slammed his fist down on the dashboard. “This isn’t fucking funny, Weezie! I loved Sue.”

Past tense, she noticed. She took a breath. “Calm your shit, goober. It’s me.”

His face went slack. That was exactly what Sue would say to him when he got intense. “...Sue?”

She nodded.

“How...? Why...?” He was looking her up and down, confused.

She looked back at the back seat again. “My chest...it hurt so bad. Then...oh, suddenly I was feeling fine. I saw you outside the car, and then someone grabbed me. Then I was sitting here.”

Arnie remembered how the female EMT had acted when she had gotten into the car to help Sue. “You’re...what? A ghost? How is this possible?”

She thought about it a moment. “Well, in the movies ghosts are spirits that didn’t pass on because of unfinished business. I think I know what our unfinished business is...” She unhooked her seatbelt and sidled over to him along the K-car’s bench seat.

He immediately looked uncomfortable. “Uh, Weezie, I mean Sue, this isn’t a good idea.”

She caressed his face. “I know I don’t look like...me. Just close your eyes. I want to hold you.”

He did so, and she clambered onto his lap. He tensed up, but relaxed when she put her arms around his neck. “I missed you...” he murmured.

For Sue it had only been a few minutes, so she hadn’t had a chance to miss Arnie, but she wasn’t going to miss this chance. She nuzzled his neck. As his breathing got heavier she started to move her hips, stimulating his cock through his jeans.

“Stop, please...” he whispered.

“It’s me,” she breathed into his ear, “It’s just me; your Sue. Think of me.” And she kissed him.

He paused only a moment before he returned the kiss, his eyes still closed. She reached down to unhook his seatbelt and started to unfasten his jeans as she rubbed her chest against his. His cock was hard and as her fingers touched it he gasped, opened his eyes, and pushed her to the side. She fell onto her butt on the seat next to him.

“Damnit...Sue, Weezie’s my cousin. I can’t do this.”

Fuck, Sue thought. She looked at his hard cock, now freed from the confines of his undies.

“At least let me help you with that,” she said as she leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth.

“Oh shit...” he moaned. He made a half-hearted attempt to pull her head from his crotch but she was licking and sucking his stiff member for all she was worth, and not many men would fight that. Finally, he leaned his head back and closed his eyes again.

Sue took this moment to sneakily pull down her panties and slide them off one of her legs. When she felt that Arnie was getting close she pulled her mouth off of him and again clambered onto his lap.

“Shit! Sue, no...” Arnie was fighting her now, grabbing at her arms as she rubbed her unprotected slit along his shaft. As it reached the head of his cock, a drop of his precum slipped between her vaginal lips. She felt the head just starting to penetrate...

“STOP!” Arnie moved his hands to her hips, pulled up, and then he threw her to the side like a sack of potatoes.

“FUUUCCKK!” Arnie hollered as he started to cum. His unsecured cock flopped back and semen splattered the front of his black t-shirt.

“Aw...” she groaned. That was supposed to be for her!

“Jesus...” Arnie muttered as he tucked his cock back into his pants and reached across her to the glove compartment for some tissues.

“I’m sorry, Arnie,” she said as he did his best to wipe the mess up. Finally, he just took his cum-stained t-shirt off, turned it inside out, and then put it back on. Then he turned back to her.

“What is wrong with you, Sue? As far as I know, Weezie’s a virgin, and I don’t know if it’s a safe time of the month for her. Even what we just did could get her pregnant!”

She thought about it. What HAD gotten into her? She was so horny, just like the night she had died. Oh God, she thought, what if she was always going to be like this, a lascivious ghost, desperately trying to get laid?

Arnie put the car back into drive. “Get her underwear back on...she’s going to be late for practice.”

Sue did so and remained quiet for the rest of the drive, which was only a few blocks. When they got to the school she said, “Goodbye, Arnie,” and then stepped out of the car.

Then she was getting back into the car, still dressed in the cheerleader outfit, only it was getting dark out and she was sweating, her muscles aching. Arnie was looking at her expectantly.

“Yes, it’s me again,” she told him, “your friendly neighborhood slut spirit.”

Arnie looked relieved. “I wasn’t sure if it would happen again. This is weird...I’ve driven lots of people places over the last few months. Why did this only happen with Weezie?”

Sue was shocked. “It’s been MONTHS?”

“Yeah, about...ten or so.”

She thought about it for a moment. “How many of those passengers were women?”

Arnie put the car into drive. Sure enough, he had been driving his guy friends around and this was the first time a female had been in his car since the EMT trying to save Sue’s life almost a year previous. It seemed that she could only possess women, and that stopped once she started to get out of the car.

Sue kept as far from Arnie as she could on the bench seat. She could feel her pussy getting wet again and didn’t trust herself. She had almost taken this girl’s virginity away from her, and at the time hadn’t even cared!

Finally they returned to where they had started the trip and she unhooked her seatbelt.

“I’ll see about enticing someone else in here who’s less...incesty, okay?” He smiled that gorgeous smile she loved so much.

She rushed toward him and planted a big tongue-y kiss on his lips.

He grabbed her arms and pushed her back. “Sue! Her parents’ll see!”

She pulled away, glancing at the house they were parked in front of. She didn’t see anyone looking out, luckily. “Sorry,” she said. “Love you.” And then she opened the door and stepped out, not waiting to hear Arnie’s response.

She was again sitting in the passenger seat, and it was still dark. No, a different night, she realized, and a different body...her head was higher up in the car than when she had been in Weezie’s body.

She turned to see Arnie looking at her, again expectantly. “Um...” he said.

She smiled at him. “Yep, it’s me. Whoa, that’s a deep voice!” Then she tasted her own breath. “Ugh! This woman must smoke a pack a day!” She grabbed the rear-view mirror to see. Looking back was a brown-haired older woman, maybe 30, but...

“The years haven’t been kind to this lady, huh?” she asked. She felt weirder than when she had been Weezie, her connection to this body muted somehow.

Arnie looked sheepish. “Sorry, I hired her off of the street. She looked more attractive before she got up close.”

She looked at him, aghast. “I’m in a prostitute? Ew!”

He spread his hands. “I didn’t want to get arrested for rape. Weezie didn’t remember either car ride last time, and doesn’t want me to drive her to practice anymore. I think she thought that maybe I hypnotized her or something.” He looked uncomfortable.

Sue looked down. This lady was skinny, but had a nice form-fitting short dress on with fishnet stockings and pumps. She figured she could make this work. “Okay, stud, let’s head somewhere private.”

They found an area in the industrial part of town where the street lights had burned out and parked there. Sue almost opened the door in order to get into the back seat, but then realized that she’d probably lose control of this body if she did that. Instead, she clambered awkwardly over the front seat while Arnie stepped out of the car and joined her in the more traditional manner.

As he sat back down she held her arms out to him and he melted into her for a hug. “I missed you,” he said again. She said nothing, as for her it had still only been a few minutes since she had last seen him.

He moved to kiss her but after a second of that moved back, grimacing. “Your mouth tastes like an ashtray,” he declared.

“Don’t need my mouth, stud, just this pussy,” she replied, spreading her legs and reaching for his belt.

Arnie looked at her oddly for a moment and then she realized that she had called him stud twice so far, but she had never called anyone that in her life. Was this something the prostitute would say? She didn’t know, but she expertly opened Arnie’s pants.

She pulled her dress up, revealing her bony hips and lack of panties. Arnie was putting a condom onto his cock, which didn’t seem to be fully hard yet.

Arnie fell between her legs and grabbed for a breast. That felt nice for her, and she pulled the sheer dress further up, around her collar bone, so that he had better access. Soon her bra was also pulled up and she was reminded of their aborted first time.

She felt Arnie’s cock poking her in the thigh so she grasped it and brought it to her shaved pussy. However, despite her aim he was having trouble penetrating her. She wasn’t producing enough lubrication, she realized.

She had dropped the woman’s handbag on the floor. She grabbed it and extracted a bottle of lube, some of which she then spurted onto her hand and transferred some to her pussy and Arnie’s condom-covered cock. Soon he was inside her and thrusting.