The Bedroom Surprise Gone Wrong

Natasha texted me to not peek into the bedroom, and to not enter until she gave me the green light. Of course, I was curious as to what was up. I later get a text to enter in about three minutes. The time became nigh and I was coming through the master bathroom to the door of the bedroom when I hear muffled words that I though had the word "emergency" included. She didn't sound frantic, but she certainly sounded gagged. I entered and I saw this:

I started cracking up and ran to get the camera. My sweet wife had tied herself to a chair for me, then decided she wanted a drink she had on the floor and failed miserable in her effort to retrieve it. And she was in a new bikini and a new gag, no less. I married the right woman.