The next few days were busy as we all were studying for exams. With the summer months coming into effect, we all walked around with smiles and our moods were light despite the stresses of our studies. We talked openly about how hot our sexual encounter had been, and that we would have to pick up where we left off, but agreed to focus on our exams first because we all knew that we wanted to give our sexual connection a hundred percent...and knew it would consume us.
Despite this gentleman's agreement to hold off on indulging, the girls were not exactly playing fair. Cassie and Tayla were upping the amount of flirtatiousness they were directing towards me. They were enjoying telling me that we were all going to wait, but letting their actions contradict those flimsy promises. The amount of effort they were putting into flirting was being a distraction to us all, it's a wonder we managed to get any study done at all.
Both had taken to wearing the most revealing of clothes. Cassie wore her short denim skirts and cotton tank tops around the apartment. The skirts were tight enough that when she was sitting, they didn't drape into the crevice of her legs. Her now default was to be sans panties, which meant even with her legs chastely together, you could see her smooth skinned mons pubis. When her legs drifted even slightly apart, you could clearly see her pussy cleft. Her cotton tank tops were all tight fitting and cupped her pert breasts and those everhard nipples. Even more distracting were her rotation of crop tops that were so short that her breasts were only just contained. That is, until she reached up or stretched, then the underside of her boobs became exposed, and on more than one occasion fully popped free to mock embarrassment. She was fully embracing this heightened exhibitionism. Often, she would be in the kitchen or picking up around the apartment, and bend straight legged at the waist to give a full glimpse of her pussy from behind. Her slippery pussy lips were always parted and engorged when she did this, it was obviously a huge turn on for her seeing my hard on and longing eyes on her.
Tayla was following suit with her own exhibitionism. She wore little sundresses that were made of thin and flowing material. They were short and flouncy, and combined erratically with her sans panty pussy, and even though they did drape into the crevice of her legs, they were prone to being flicked higher up her legs when she sat so that they didn't even cover her pussy at times. She would often sit on the sofa with her legs drawn up to her chest, and feet slightly parted, giving me a view of her own perfect parted pussy. The tops of her sundresses were always loose and drapey. They did have straps that tightened for modesty, but she always seemed to have them too loose. Her cleavage was insane and when she leaned forward I was treated to a marvelous view of her tits. If she stretched, or slid her body on the sofa with friction dragging her dress, her breasts sometimes escaped to the same well practiced embarrassment that Cassie had mastered.
For a full week and a half we enjoyed this state of just being eternally turned on and teasing. I didn't have an arsenal of moves to flash body parts like they did, but I took to being shirtless or wearing singlets, which showed off my toned body. I could feel their eyes on me when I did this, and they would retort with their exhibitions. It was so fucking hot. As we were meant to be studying, they would often sprawl on the floor with their notes fanned out. They would sit cross legged displaying their pussies and breasts as they leaned for a distant pile of notes. Their enjoyment was clear as they bit their lips when I shifted my uncomfortable hard on and whispered 'soon'.
As fate would have it, we all had our final exams on the same day. We were all very much pent up with lust and had only a small sliver of attention for our exams, but we endeavored to meet up afterwards. As we left the apartment, they both bent over to put on their shoes. They both were wearing their skimpy outfits, but they only exposed their panty covered pussies. I held the door shut and locked eyes with them as they expected to leave. 'Now now ladies, this isn't in keeping with the spirit of the last week,' I paused and held my hand out, 'panties please.' As far as I was aware they hadn't been outside the apartment without their panties before, but they both smiled and shimmied out of their panties and deposited them into my hand. I threw them without a care back into the apartment and opened the door.