Sandie: A New Start
Chapter 2
Greg paced the floor in his apartment, he couldn't get Sandie out of his head. He needed to be with her. It's been weeks since he last saw her. She had gone back to New York to try and work things out with that cop so why couldn't the two of them work things out? He was frustrated, she always ran to James whenever she had problems even when the two of them were together. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to the kitchen to pour himself a drink. He took one sip and threw the glass at the wall.
It isn't fair! He thought to himself. Why did James get to be with Sandie? He had screwed up with her once before and she still goes back to him. This new guy doesn't have time for her and she goes back to him anyway. Why can't she give me another chance?
Greg couldn't take it anymore, he hated that she wouldn't talk to him just because of Lisa. Whatever issues the two of them had, he wished they would keep it between them and leave him out of it. He knew that he fucked up and it was going to take a lot to get Sandie back but he was willing to try.
He wanted to see her but wasn't sure where she was. He had to milk it out of James so he headed over to his apartment. He knocked on the door and James answered it.
"I need to find Sandie," he told him.
"She doesn't want to see you," James said.
"I don't care if she doesn't want to see me, I need to talk to her and you're the only person that has her address."
James reluctantly gave him the address and after he left, James made a call to Sandie. She wasn't going to be too happy that Greg was on his way to see her. In fact, she probably wasn't going to be happy with him for giving him the address. After a couple rings, Sandie answered.
"Hey baby girl," James said.
"James! I'm so glad to hear from you! What's up?" Sandie was excited to hear from him.
"I hope I'm not bothering you but I've got some bad news."
"What's wrong? Is everything okay?"
"Yea, I'm fine but you're not going to be happy with me. I gave Greg your address. He's on his way to see you now."
The line was quiet for a minute before Sandie spoke.
"It's okay, darling," Sandie told him, "It's time I face him."
"Are you sure? After everything he's done to you?"
Sandie convinced him that things would be okay. She wasn't particularly happy that she had to face Greg after all this time especially since her and Zack were getting along so well once again but she thought it was time to clear the air.
After a couple hours, there was a knock at her door. Sandie opened it and let Greg in. He was actually glad that she didn't slam the door in his ace. He took a long look at her and feelings came flooding back. She was wearing the shortest skirt he had ever seen making her long legs look extra long and very inviting. Her breasts were calling to him from under her tight shirt and her lips looked extra kissable. He wanted to take her right there and make love to her.
Greg followed Sandie into the kitchen where she poured them both a drink. She didn't say a word and he wondered what she was thinking. Was she glad to see him or was she angry? It was hard to tell with her, usually he could read her so easily but after so much time apart, it was getting harder and harder to tell what she was thinking. He accepted the drink she offered him. He was beginning to become uncomfortable with the silence, so he spoke,
"Sandie, I miss you like crazy and I wanted to apologize for everything. I want you back."
Sandie didn't say anything but he could tell she was thinking something. She watched him, eyeing him up and down. He was still so handsome and she was trying so hard not to rip his clothes off and fuck him right there. He didn't deserve her. In fact, she was beginning to wonder if she even deserved him. Maybe he was better off with her high-class sister. She wondered if James or Zack deserved her. She knew James was in love with her and wanted her for himself but she was so damn stubborn that she just couldn't bring herself to settle down with him.
"What are you doing here?" Sandie finally asked.
"I want you back," Greg told her. "I'm going crazy without you and it's not fair that James gets to see you more than I do. Just because I fucked up once, you were always out there cheating on me and I never said a damn thing about it. So why are you being so damn stubborn?"
Sandie played around with her drink for a few minutes before answering.
"Why is it that you could have any woman you want, that you had to fuck my sister? Are you in love with her?"
Now Greg knew why she was so pissed off, just because he slept with her sister she got all hell bent over it.
"Sandie, I'm in love with you," he told her. "I was drunk and she was there at the time. I wasn't thinking. She means nothing to me."
"How can I believe you?" Sandie asked him.
"Damn it! What do I have to do to prove it to you?" Greg was getting frustrated now. "You claim to be in love with me, then you go and fuck some cop in our apartment and I still forgive you but…."
He couldn't finish his sentence. Sandie finished her drink and poured herself another. She was getting tired of playing games so she finally said,
"I would give you another chance but I'm with someone else now so you'll just have to wait your turn."
"Wait my turn? What the hell is this, Sandie? I'm so sick of playing games with you. I'm tired of sharing you with other men. If you want to be with me then just do it already and stop messing around!"
Sandie was shocked. She's never heard Greg speak to her like that before, it actually turned her on. She finished her second drink, sat the glass down on the counter and walked over to where he stood on the other side of the counter. She took the glass out of his hand and sat it down. Without a word, she kissed him on the lips. Greg didn't hesitate to kiss her back, it might be the only chance he had with her. He put his arms around her and pulled her closer to him. Her body felt so good next to his. Sandie wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him some more. God how she missed him!
Greg ran his hands down her back and reached up under her skirt, grabbing her tight ass. Sandie unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, throwing it to the floor. She ran her hands over his chest and down to his pants where she unbuttoned and unzipped him. He was already starting to get hard but he didn't want to move too fast for fear of finishing too soon. He pulled off Sandie's top and unhooked her bra, releasing her perfect breasts. He grabbed them, caressing them and kissing them. Sandie sighed. Greg sucked on her nipples and worked his way down her body. He lifted up her skirt and pulled off her panties. Lifting her up, he sat her on the counter and went to work sucking on her feminine spot. God how he missed the taste of her!
Greg was getting hard now and all he wanted to do was to take her and prove to her that they belong together. He picked her up and wasting no time with the bedroom, he took her right there on the floor. He thrust his aching cock into her and moaned. He fucked her hard until the both exploded. Not wanting to leave her yet, he stayed inside her. He kissed her lips and she kissed him back. Sandie enjoyed having him in her and was angry at herself for letting things get so carried away.
After a few moments, Greg got up and helped Sandie to her feet. Without a word, she led him into the bathroom where she started the shower. They took off the rest of their clothes and let the warm water run down their bodies. He stood in the shower holding her close to him, he didn't want to let her go but he knew he was going to have to sooner or later. Maybe he could convince her to come back with him. She wasn't really happy staying here with this cop, was she? She was alone most of the time, how could he be satisfying her when he was always busy. She needed a man that could please her anytime, anywhere and knowing their past together, he was just the man to do that.
A week later, Greg was in his office pacing the floor. Even though he and Sandie had that one moment, he still couldn't convince her to come back with him. Does she truly believe that this cop is the one for her? Greg thought to himself. His pacing became more fierce and as Lisa stood outside his office, she thought he just might tear a hole in the carpet.
As she stood there watching, she realized how miserable he was without Sandie. He was truly in love with her and that made Lisa mad. She wanted him to herself but no matter what she did, he was obsessed with her sister. Well there was only one thing to do and as much as Lisa hated the idea, she had to convince Sandie to come back.
After much begging, Lisa was finally able to convince James to give her Sandie's address. And once again, he had to make another phone call warning her that someone she hated was on their way to see her.
It wasn't long before Sandie heard the knock at her door. She didn't want to answer it, she wasn't looking forward to dealing with her sister. Why did Lisa even care if she was back together with Greg or not. She should be glad that she could have him all to herself. Another knock. Sandie took a deep breath and went to answer the door. Hesitatingly, she let her sister in.
"Nice place you've got here," Lisa said. "Looks like you're doing well for yourself."
"Thanks, I am," Sandie replied. "So why are you here, Lisa?"
"I wanted to talk to you about Greg."
"What's there to talk about? You fucked him even though we were engaged. You always hated us together."
"That's not true, Sandie, you know that."
"Lisa, if you are so into Greg, then why didn't you get with him a long time ago instead of waiting until he was with me?"
Lisa knew she had a point. She always liked Greg but because she always put her career before anything else, she never brought herself to do anything about it. She didn't realize how much she really liked him until he belonged to someone else.
"I'm really sorry, Sandie, I truly am. I didn't realize how much you guys cared about each other. I only wanted what was best for you when I tried to keep you two apart. With your drug addiction and drinking, I thought he was a bad influence on you. I never realized how good you two are for each other. He really misses you."
"It's kind of late for that now," Sandie told her. "I'm with Zack now and things are going well. I'm happy."
"Are you really?" Lisa asked her. "Is this what you really want? You won't be happy until you make every man on earth miserable."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Sandie asked her. She was starting to get irritated. She just wanted her to leave.
"I mean that you won't ever settle down with anyone. This guy that you're with, James, Greg and who knows how many other guys there are that you slept with."
Sandie was starting to get angry now. How dare she judge her!
"You know what your problem is, Lisa? You're jealous. Jealous because I've fucked more men than you ever will!"
"Why on earth would I be jealous of an alcoholic, drug-addicted whore?"
That was the last straw for Sandie, she had it with her goody two shoes sister. What makes her God's gift to people? She was no better than anyone else. Not thinking, Sandie grabbed a knife from the kitchen drawer, she fingered it waiting for Lisa to say one other stupid thing to set her off.
"You know, Lisa," Sandie started, "any guy would be lucky to be with me. I can give them what they want, unlike you, a dried up old nobody."
"That's not what Greg thought when I screwed him," Lisa told her.
That was it. Sandie lunged at her sister with the knife pinning her to the wall, knife at her throat.
"You fucking bitch! How dare you come here pretending to be sorry when you know damn well you're not! You enjoyed every moment of fucking my fiancé!"
"What are you going to do, Sandie? Kill me? You got lucky last time when James talked me out of pressing charges against you but you won't be so lucky this time."
"Sorry, Sis, you're in my territory now," Sandie told her. "Every cop here knows me and wouldn't do anything to me. And yeah, maybe it is because I've fucked every one of them."
"You're still insane," Lisa choked, knife pressing into her throat. "I don't even know what people see in you."
"Hey, I'm a good lay and I give good head."
Sandie laughed, pressing the knife further into her sister's throat. Blood started to trickle and Lisa gasped for air. She tried to push Sandie away but the more she struggled, the more her psychotic sister pushed the knife into her throat. Lisa closed her eyes, fearing that she was going to die when she heard the door open.
"Sandie? What the hell?"
It was Zack. He drew his gun and aimed it at his girlfriend.
"Sandie, put the knife down!"
"I can't do that, Zack," Sandie told him. "My sister deserves this."
"No she doesn't. No one does. So what, she screwed up. Is her mistake really worth you going back to prison?"
Sandie ignored him. She wasn't about to let Lisa get away with screwing up her life. She flinched when she heard Zack ready his gun.
"Sandie! Don't make me shoot you!"
Sandie lowered the knife and turned to face him.
"You wouldn't dare. Not when I'm carrying your child."
"What?" Lisa and Zack both said in unison.
Zack couldn't believe what he was hearing but it gave Lisa a chance to get away. She pushed Sandie, making her drop the knife. Zack lowered his gun and went over to pick up the knife, sitting it on the counter out of Sandie's reach.
"Are you okay?" He asked Lisa.
"I'm okay," She replied. She reached up to her neck and could feel the blood trickling. Zack handed her his handkerchief and she held it to her neck to stop the bleeding. She hoped she didn't need stitches.
"Go home, Lisa," Sandie told her. "I don't want you around anymore and let me just warn you, Greg is and always will be mine."
Lisa handed the handkerchief back to Zack but he told her to keep it. She took one last look at her sister, shook her head in disappointment and left the condo.
Zack grabbed Sandie by the arm and led her over to the couch where he made her sit down. He sat next to her.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He asked her.
"Why darling, whatever do you mean?" Sandie asked him, playing dumb.
"Don't play games with me, Sandie. What was that all about? You could've killed her."
"I should have," Sandie said.
"And you would've ended up back in prison for a very long time. Baby, I don't want to see you end up like that again. Especially not now, not if what you say is true. Are you really pregnant?"
"I might be," Sandie told him.
"Then this is the perfect opportunity to ask you to move in with me."
Sandie was shocked.
"Zack, I can't."
"Why not? Is it because you are still so obsessed with that doctor? You've got to get over him."
Zack wondered if she really cared about him at all. How many times has she thought of him while making love to me? He wondered.
"If you are carrying my child, I want you to be with me, so I can take care of you. I don't like the idea of you living alone."
"Zack. Baby. I can't move in with you. How can you take care of me when you barely have time for me? I gave you a second chance but I'm starting to regret it. I barely see you."
"What are you saying? Are you breaking up with me?" Zack was hurt.
"No. Yes. Maybe," Sandie was confused now. She didn't know what to do. She didn't really want to move in with him. She liked the freedom of being able to do whatever or whomever she wanted. So what if she was dating Zack, she was bored with the relationship. He worked so much that he barely had time for her, what made him think that he'd have time for a baby too.
"Zack, I just need some time to think," Sandie told him. "You've been good to me but that's all this relationship is. We barely see each other and I need someone who's going to be there for me more than just every now and then."
"If that's what you want," Zack was hurting. He cared about her and wanted to be with her but his job kept taking him away from what he loved most. "I will give you the time and space to sort through what you need but I want to help you with the baby."
They both agreed and Zack kissed her. Sandie kissed him back and before they both knew it, they were tearing each other's clothes off and heading to the bedroom where they ended up making love.