'Hey…' Rachel replies.
Joey walks out and stops right behind Rachel, 'Hey Ross, how long have you been here?'
Ross looks distant and confused, he turns around and walks out. Rachel follows him, calling his name.
'Ross, Ross… It's not what it seems…'
'What is it then?' Ross asks, shaking..
'I… dunno…I love you Ross…' She goes to kiss him and he pushes her away.
'How could you? I love you Rach-'
'-I love you to Ross. I'm sorry, I don't know why I did it..'
'Stop talking…,' putting his finger on her lips, 'Choose… between me and…. Him'
Before she could reply, he left. Rachel went back into her apartment, Joey was still standing there, shocked.
'What happe-'
'I have to choose.. But there's no-one to choose between… I love him Joey..'
'I understand..' Joey whispered..
'I'm gonna move out, I'm gonna go live with Ross..'
Ross opened the door to a tearful Rachel, carrying a suitcase..
'It's always you Ross..' Rachel said, sobbing.
Ross stood silent for a moment, before moving in to kiss her softly on the lips.
'I love you' Rachel said.
Ross didn't say anything again. Rachel was confused, was he upset? Angry? Happy?
Ross entered her slowly, then got faster. He looked into her eyes, kissed her passionately while he thrusted in and out of her wet pussy, making her moan. She opened her legs wider, letting Ross go deeper. Her moans got louder, she started saying, 'Yes… Ross…. Oooohhh…. Yesss….' She moaned his name as came, her juices round his cock.
Ross couldn't believe he was doing this, fucking her on his bed, when just three hours ago he discovered Rachel having sex with Joey. Yet, he was here, fucking one of her best mates, Phoebe…
'Am… I… better…than Rachel?' she asks…
'Yes…yes…. Yes!' he says as he comes, collapsing on her…
After attempting to write a final chapter, I have given up. There are many alternate endings to this story, but I will leave it your imagination…