Twist Party
The week seemed completely unbearable for Sandy, seeing Tammy at school, talking with her, but not really able to be with her. Sure they had lunch together and had a few classes together, but she wanted to hold her hand, walk arm in arm and perhaps give her a quick kiss before each class. Their friends with boyfriends were doing it and it just didn't seem right that Tammy and she had to keep how they felt secret.
Tammy seemed to do better with it all, she was always talkative and well she just seemed fine now. Maybe it was she was just putting up a better front than Sandy, either way the week seemed to simply crawl along. When the weekend finally came Sandy had cheered up and even though they rode in separate cars to the beach, everything was good.
This week the group brought along a couple of guys with bongos so they added "Wipe Out" to the songs they were butchering for everyone. Between "Pipeline," "Walk, Don't Run," and "Wipe Out," with a few inspired bongo solos, they had a good fifteen minutes of dancing before the songs began repeating. When someone screamed, "Twist Party," everyone jumped up and danced, including Sandy and Tammy who danced together.
After two runs through the music dancing settled down and the musicians kind of moved off to the side to start fooling around with a "new" song while everyone else began to pair up. The sun was setting and their view out across the water was beautiful Tammy and Sandy sat apart watching the sunset but then both got up to walk down the beach. No one really noticed and when they walked around a sand dune and were out of sight of the group they took each other's hands and continued walking.
Finally, after such a painful week everything felt right again for Sandy. In the distance they could see a group of surfers loading up their cars so they were hopeful they could once again borrow the beach shack. They continued walking as the cars pulled off heading back into the nearby town. When they reached the shack and looked around they confirmed it was deserted so they both slipped inside.
They quickly pulled off their blouses and bathing suit tops, falling into an embrace. They kissed a while until Sandy began kissing down Tammy's neck and to her breasts. As she kissed and sucked her lover's nipples, she let her hand slip into Tammy's bikini bottom. Her fingers burrowed into the soft tufts of curly pubic hair and then slowly moved downward until she slowly pushed her middle finger into Tammy's wet opening.