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Chapter 8 by OppositeOfMiddle OppositeOfMiddle

How do I convince their wives to have a threesome?

Recruit Phoebe first

All the doors to the bedrooms are closed. I know Phoebe would be the easiest to convince for a threesome since she was the most sexual. She has probably had a ton of them before. She would know what to do. I just had to worry about her wanting me all for herself.

I open the door to her bedroom. The bedside lamp is on. Phoebe is sitting up under the covers reading a book. She looks up and sees that it’s me and not Joey. She says, “Oh hey Chandler. What’s up? Do you need something?”

I stammer, “Uhh.” Not quite knowing what to say.

“What’s going on? You looked shocked,” Phoebe says. She puts a bookmark between the pages and sets it to the side.

“I uh just didn’t expect you to be reading,” I say.

She looks confused. “I know how to read and it’s something I like to do she says.” Then it clicks in her mind. “Oh at the fire, we were all horny and salivating, so you expected…what? For me to be naked and masturbating waiting for my husband to come in?”

Fuck. I don’t know how to respond. My plan is all thrown off. I say, “You did seem eager to go down at the fire.”

She grins, “Did you come in here to fuck me? Did Joey say, ‘I give you permission to bang my wife tonight.’ Like I’m some sort of property.”

Oh shit. Oh fuck. It’s so hard to think and to not stammer, “Well we all thought it might be a fun idea for the night, if we all trade.”

From her stare, I knew I shouldn’t have said that. Rachel throws off her blanket. It’s so hard not to notice, her tight tank top and little short. She strides over to me, and presses her hand into my chest. “Come on. Let’s find your dumbass friends. We’re not trading spouses without evening talking about it first. Us having fun and talking at the fire is not consent for you to come into my room to fuck me.”

She grabs my wrists and yanks me out into the living room, she asks, “Who went with who? We’ll get my husband first.”

I embarrassingly say, “They’re both going to fuck my wife.”

She looks at me with such distain. “You little cuck. Let’s stop this now.”

She moves and burst the door open to Monica’s and mine room.

What do we stumble upon?

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