Yes

Rebecca's husband looked in my direction. She sensed what he was going to do and rolled off him. Not bothering to get dressed, he stormed over to me and opened the door.

I cringed, expecting him to beat the living daylights out of me or at least yell at me. Instead, he did something completely unexpected.

He smiled and held out his hand. "So you must be John," he said. "I'm Chris. Nice to meet you."

"Uh, nice to meet you as well," I said.

"Well, don't just stand there," Rebecca said, walking over to her husband. "Why don't you join us?"

"Join you?" I asked skeptically.

"Of course. What do you want to do next? Watch Rebecca and me continue making love? Or do you want to have sex with her?" Chris asked me.