I leaned over and gave Linda a soft kiss as she let go of my hand, and I simply closed my eyes and reached my hand out to the side. I then felt a hand...take mine, and by my hand moving forward and the feeling she was doing a half-turn to skate backwards in front of me I knew who it was. “Hello Mandy” I said as I opened my eyes, smiling as I looked into her eyes.She said hello back, then gave a small frown. “This is going to be the last time we do this for a long time, ain’t it Pete?”I nodded.. "And maybe I'll tell your Mom that the secret ingredient in my cookies is a half a cup of your cum." With that she walked down the short hallway to the living room where she turned to the couch, "Sarah, getting that piece of dust out of my eye was a little more painful than I thought it would be. Could you come to the bedroom with me and help me fix my make up."I watched as my mom stood up adjusted her dress, wiped her mouth and followed my sexy wife into the bedroom.I stood in the bathroom. I granted her the request, gave her the phone. She briefly clarified some profane things. After the conversation she gave me the device back and asked what she should pay for the conversation.I said, "Nothing. You can have it for free. It's fine.Then she asked if she could do me a favour in some other way - I thought of banal things like coffee or beer, but said "hmm, I don't really know, maybe".She winked at me, leaned over a little, and allowed me a nice view of her cleavage, so that I had an. On the other hand, where was she? Her voice was right in my ear, but there was nobody there."Don't—" I stopped. Susan didn't play games, not like that. Maybe I didn't know a lot about her, but I knew that much. This was beyond weird, but something was going on and it for sure wasn't ordinary. "Tell me what's happening, sweetheart," I finally said."I'm— I'm not quite sure. I was hit by a car, I know that. Then ... well, then nothing, I was just here. Except I know I'm really not here, am I? I.