She wants to but has to get permission

Rachel says, “I want to, but I have to talk to my husband first. It wouldn’t be right if I did it without him knowing.”

“Welp looks like you’re all mine for the night,” Phoebe says gripping my thigh. “Ross definitely isn’t agreeing to this.”

“We’ll see,” Rachel says standing up from the table. “He might be convinced if I tell him he gets to have sex with you.”

Phoebe smiles, “Tell him I’m want to ride his face.”

Rachel squints suspiciously, “I’ll see if that works.”

She walks away. I try not to stare at her long legs out of politeness to Phoebe.

Phoebe says, “Even if you do fuck Rachel, we’re doing it again before the sun comes up. I’m serious that I need your fat cock in me again.”

I kiss her, “Deal.”

“WHAT THE FUCK!? ARE YOU SERIOUS!?”

Ross’s voice booms from his room.

Not a good sign.