A calm descended upon the apartment for the next few days. Cassie and Tayla were an indescribable type of content, a mix of giddy memories and happiness of sexual conquest. We had all finished our studies for the semester, and were all looking for jobs for over the long summer holiday. Mark was a frequent guest, who was both beaming and a little unsure of how to read the girls without their rampant sexuality being at the fore. It was a time where we all just became tighter in our friendship by hanging out, laughing and being comfortable around each other. Though I was used to this limbo of being neither formally partnered to these two girls, yet knowing that sex was as inevitable as a married couple, Mark was still getting used to it a little easier with each gentle reminder by the girls of their freedom. We all knew that we were free, but had the perks of couples. Friends with benefits.
Of course, as the calm extended, the sexual tension was growing. After a week, the girls were both embracing the summer weather by wearing their skimpy ensembles. Cassie, always a fan of her tight denim skirts, was now habitually absent her panties, and her tight cotton crop tops alternated between being so short that her underside of her breast was a constant companion, or being so low cut that her cleavage threatened to escape had her nipples not clawed at the material to hold it just in place.
Tayla's inclination towards more loose fitting clothes meant extremely short summer skirts that caught the merest breeze or rode up on any furniture she sat on. She was a master of casually sitting with her legs slightly apart or her knees drawn up onto the sofa, bringing her also bare pussy into regular view. Her tops were always strappy, loosely holding pieces or material that though were effective at covering her pert breasts, were loose enough to give ample views of her side boob and cleavage. The looseness was amplified whenever she reached or leaned over anything, and we frequently and knowingly had displays of her breasts.
They were becoming slowly more daring as time extended. I enjoyed the pause in sexual activity for this very reason, I enjoyed seeing their increasing desire and growing displays of teasing sexuality. I joked with Mark about making the girls wait until they they were so wet they would slither to us. I could tell that he was keen to have sex again, but was a little more submissive ion the face of temptation, so played along. After another week we had all found jobs but all had various afternoons off, and evenings together. I can honestly say that we were all so tight as friends that it wouldn't have mattered that sex is what initially bound us together, we were awesome friends too. Of course, friends with some tasty breasts and pussy.
