The wife had made an appointment to have a portrait done for her parents while visiting her home town. I didn't know anything about it. Then she showed me some photos with an explanation of how the photographer had come on to her. Her description of how things unfolded didn't make much sense, but that's because she liked to taunt me about the affairs she was having behind my back. Her goal was just to make me uneasy about the possibility that cuckolding was going on. The portrait turned boudoir ended up the same way.