Vivian couldn't really believe what she had heard from Angela. To immediately clarify, she continued after her initial confusion:
"But Angela, you've informed me that you are going to marry Ralph, and presumably you are going to agree to traditional marital vows. You know the ones about pledging to being faithful to each other, and forsaking others."
"Yes well, Ralph and I are willing to remain being faithful to each other. And that's not really a hard thing to do when we're in love with each other as much as we are. However, in matters of raw sex, we both feel that there is nothing wrong with group sex, so long as it's consensual, enjoyable and we are both present. The bottom line is that adultery that is real cheating is still a deal breaker that will surely wreck our marriage."
Vivian mulled this over and came to the conclusion that she just might have the same attitude if the shoe were on the other foot. So she repeated her banal initial reaction:
"Oh!...Well OK then!"
Angela smiled and said:
"OK then indeed! I'll settle the tab and we'll blow this pop stand to pursue greater pleasures."
When Vivian entered Angela's luxurious apartment, she was struck by its opulence. It drove home the fact that Angela was indeed rich. She had initially described herself as well off, but not necessarily 'filthy rich'. Vivian now believed that was a gross misrepresentation of her family's wealth. By contrast her own family was considered 'well off' by their acquaintances, but compared to Angela's, Vivian would have no doubt that they would be viewed as poor country bumpkins.
Just considering Angela's reaction to her engagement ring speaks volumes of the societal gulf between them. Although she was undeniably absolutely delighted with her spectacular ring, nevertheless, one could tell that she took this gift in stride as a common expense of a marriage, especially amongst her hometown circles. Vivian knew that were she to receive such a lavish engagement ring she would be as ecstatic as upon experiencing the most intense enjoyable orgasm. She probably would have peed her pants/panties.
That then begs the question of Ralph's extravagantly humbleness and lack of self confidence. To be able to afford such an expensive engagement ring, his family's worth obviously must rival that of Angela's. Given the relatively small population of his hometown, his family's wealth must have been common knowledge amongst his peers. This in turn makes his diffidence so hard to understand. Certainly his stuttering affliction is a little off putting, but his obvious affluence must have negated this deficiency of speech. Surely there would have been some gold digging females that would have been interested in pursuing him. It makes the story of Jennifer Turner seem more mysterious. Vivian made a vow to herself to get to the bottom of this conundrum.
In any case, when the two women entered Angela's bedroom, there indeed was Ralph Peterson as advertised by Angela, sleeping in the nude on Angela's king size bed. To clarify the situation at hand, Angela whispered into Vivian's ear:
"The poor dear! Yesterday he had to attend a family funeral. He had just returned here, so that he was unable to join us at the steakhouse."
Ignoring the apparent discrepancy that Angela had set up the date excluding Ralph, many days before this apparent family funeral was scheduled, Vivian opted to take at face value with Angela's narrative. She merely replied:
"I guess we'll have to be careful in awakening him from his sorely needed slumber. As for me I pledge to be very circumspect in tea bagging him to consciousness."
Angela giggled at Vivian's remark, as they quickly divested themselves of their clothing, unceremoniously dumping then on the floor. Once completely naked, they got on the bed to surround the sleeping Ralph Peterson. By telepathic messaging agreement, Angela took his limp cock into her mouth while Vivian swallowed his balls whole. In no time at all Angela had induced a fine erection as she grunted happily at her accomplishment.
Ralph was still asleep, but he was moaning in response to his subconscious pleasures. Vivian then released his testes, and climbed upon him to rest her cunt onto his face. Ralph instinctively started to lick her cunt and clit. It was Vivian's female smell more than anything else that awakened Ralph, and this time he was in no state of confusion. He held on to Vivian's hips as he drove into his muff dive in earnest.
Meanwhile, once Angela was satisfied with the state of his rigid cock, she mounted him and impaled herself on his staff. She let out a huge sigh as she felt him inside her. She then broke out into a wicked smile, as pleasurable friction of his phallus interacting with her vaginal walls began stirring her passion. As she was plunging up and down on his rod, she started to waive both of her hands above her head. This action prompted her to start singing parodying a classic tin pan alley song.
"Happy days are here again Ralph's cock is in my twat again Let's sing a song of cheer again Happy days are hear again"
Not to be outdone, Vivian followed Angela's example except she was massaging Ralph's hair and scalp. She chose to parody the chorus of a hymn no less.
"Oh what a beautiful feeling Oh what a wonderful feeling Oh what a beautiful feeling Ralph's tongue in my twat Hallelujah"
The singing by the girls caught Ralph completely off guard, but it did not hinder him from climaxing. Surprisingly, he blasted quite a load into Angela. Both Angela and Vivian were giggling after finishing their singing. Their giddiness did not interrupt them from reaching their orgasms, but they did start laughing as they toppled off Ralph. As some of his sperm started oozing out of her vulva, Angela exclaimed:
"Oh my God; I'm so wet."
Interpreting correctly Angela's hint, Vivian answered:
"To get a desired response, a simple sledge hammer blow to the head is sufficient."
With that said, Vivian turned onto Angela as per force she draped over Ralph's prone body. She lapped up the glistening cum on Angela's thighs. Then she opened her lips and sucked up loose sperm in Angela's vagina. Now understanding the meaning of Vivian's cryptic remark, Angela said:
"Nothing gets past you my darling Vivian. That was just a light tap I'd administered, but I'm grateful for your rescue in any case. Oh my that's good! That feels so good!"
Vivian's latest cunnilingus produced a minor orgasm for Angela, as she started panting at its onset. Vivian also felt some exhilaration as she gulped down all of Ralph's sperm that she had been able to suck up. Ralph remained in a daze; a happy recipient of female sexual aggression to his body. Any second thoughts about his seemingly impetus engagement was immediately short circuited by the knowledge that he would have a sexy wife who was quite willing to satisfy any fantasy he may conjure up. Oh yes! Ralph was a happy camper indeed!
