I don’t, but Rachel does

Rachel puts a robe over her lingerie, before following me into the hall. We walk past my room where loud moans and groans echo. She whispers, “Who’s in there?”

I answer, “My wife. With your husband and Joey.”

“Oh now I see why you want a threesome,” Rachel says.

We get to Phoebe’s door, and I knock. Her voice says, “Umm come in?”

I open and peek my head inside, “Hey Phoebe. Sorry to disturb you.”

“It’s okay. What do you need Chandler?” Phoebe sits in bed. Her black hair is piled on top her head in a bun. She wears big black framed glasses. She sets a big teal book down in her lap.

Fuck. How do I do this? I stall and ask. “What are you reading?”

Rachel whispers from behind me, “What are you doing? She wants you! Trust me. Just ask.”

Phoebe answers my question, “You open my door at night to ask me what I’m reading? Well since you asked, I’m reading a dumb spicy fantasy novel. What are you doing? You can come fully into my room. I’m covered.”

Rachel pushes me from behind and I stepin. I ask, “Hearing about your friends’ sex life wasn’t spicy enough for you tonight?”

Phoebe says, “Tonight was fun. More than I was hoping for more. I was disappointed to hear that you and Monica have been in a rut. It seems like a waste. If I was your wife, I wouldn’t be able to take my hands off of you.”

Rachel whispers from behind me, still hidden by the door, “Now’s your chance! Ask!”

I ignore her, and say to Phoebe, “I’ve heard you’ve said some vulgar things about me behind my back.”

“I would say them to your face, but I don’t want to intimidate you too much.” She takes her book from her lap and sets in on the bedside table. “Now why did you knock on my door in the middle of the night?”

I don’t reply. I just look at Phoebe’s dark eyes, and then move down to her full lips. Oh what that mouth could do to me.

Rachel barges past me into the room, and tells Phoebe, “He wants to have a threesome with you.”

Phoebe smiles in surprise, “Oh hey Rachel. I like your boldness. I assume you’ll be the third.”

In response, Rachel drops her robe revealing her thin and busty body in her skimpy lingerie. She sees the desire on Phoebe’s face. She sets her boundaries, “No going down on me or touching me down there.”

Phoebe looks a little disappointed, “But you look good enough to eat.” Then she looks at me, “So I guess you will get a lot of attention then. Are you sure you’re ready for this?”