Her husband won’t agree

“I would,” Rachel says, “but Ross would never say yes. You saw how he reacted out at the fire.”

Phoebe says, “I have an idea. Let’s not give him a choice. Let’s just do it.”

“Oh I can’t! That would be cheating,” Rachel says.

“It’s not cheating. It’s swapping. Ross would be fucking me at the same time,” Phoebe says confidently.

“How are you going to make that happen?” I ask. I’m on Rachel side: Ross will never agree to this, especially since he has post-nut clarity.

“I’m going to freshen up and I’ll make it happen,” Phoebe says. “If you’re curious how, then you can show Rachel our secret spot and you can observe.”

She walks off to the bathroom to freshen up, leaving Rachel and I alone in the kitchen. She looks nervous, “This is never going to work. I feel like we’re going to have sex and Ross is going to be furious.”

“It would be worth it,” I jokingly say. “Besides we can go outside, and if he asks where we were, we can just say we took a midnight stroll around the pond.”

“Maybe that’s exactly what we’ll do,” Rachel says. “I’m not promising you sex.”

Phoebe comes out of the bathroom and heads for her room, she calls over her shoulder, “If you want to see how it’s done, you better hurry up.”

“What’s she talking about?” Rachel asks.

I’m uncomfortable admitting that I spied on her having sex. If I show her the woodpile and the window, she’ll definitely know we watched her and her husband. But I am curious how Phoebe is going to pull this off.