I undressed quickly, exposing my massive cock. Francine's deep blue eyes widened when she saw it. Veins stuck out majestically. I began by taking a pair of pantyhose, binding my wife's wrists above her head, tying the hosiery to the towel holder above her. I raised her lithe legs from the water, tying a couple of nylons around her ankles. Now she was totally helpless, a bathtub prisoner. Her pussy was half submerged, vaginal lips exposed, lukewarm water splashing around her pink protrusion. As I figured ways of going down on her, I spied our shower massager. A decidedly kinky notion crossed my mind, which would be a surprise for my wife. I tied a pair of black nylons around her eyes. "Hey, what are you doing?" she protested. "This isn't a part of bondage."