Wyatt, when he cautiously peeked into the living room to assess the situation, he almost cried out aloud, but somehow, he managed to control himself. The living room was fully lit. In the center of the living room, there were two couches opposite each other and a rectangular coffee table in the middle of the couches. The coffee table and the bedroom door were in a straight line. Because of this orientation of the couches and table, Wyatt was able to observe what was happening in the room with just a slight sliding of the door. He saw that among the group of five, four boys were resting on the couches, and one boy was fucking his wife. Actually, he was not angry about this, as he was already mentally prepared to see this. What made him really angry was seeing how the boy was fucking his wife and his wife's expression.