She talks about Nick's skill

"Well, I've never seen him kiss anyone else, but I can't imagine it looks even half as good as it feels. I'm sure he's the best kisser in the world."

"Oh?" Phoebe asked, a little shocked at how forthcoming Jessie was, but interested.

"Yeah, I've got no idea how he got so good, but his skill with his lips, and his tongue, are like nothing else. And his skill down there... I'll cum before he even needs to take a breath." she bit her lip imagining it, even though she was exaggerating.

"Is- Is that so?"

"He's like a god, Phoebe. I'm wet just from him kissing me a minute ago." She thought back to her infidelity the night before. "Nothing any other man could do would compare to single kiss from my husband." In that moment, she meant it too.

"Well... he sounds like he's... really something."

Jessie couldn't stop herself from telling Phoebe quite a few juicy stories, interspersed with bragging about her husband, and his prowess in bed and with his mouth.

When Nick walked back in, she stopped, which Phoebe was very glad for. She hoped her new friend's husband didn't notice how red her face was, or the way she couldn't make eye contact.

Brian entered a short while later, and, after some conversation and breakfast, Mr. and Mrs. Goodman left.

Practically the moment the door closed, Phoebe grabbed Brian.

"Kiss me." she demanded, filled with a fierce and almost competitive arousal by her conversation with Jessie.