As I wrote in in my introductions my hobby is to write storys.
Normally I write them in german.
Here are the first in englisch version of one of them.
Please enjoy.

Merry Chastmas

It was late when she heard the car was run into the driveway.
Angela tightened the belt of her kimono again and took a look in the mirror.
Her hair and makeup were fine and the kimono was just right.
She heard the key being put in the front door.
When she got to the front door, Pascal was just pulling his suitcase over the doorstep.
"Hello my darling." She greeted him happily.
Pascal put down his suitcase, put his hands on Angela's cheeks and gave her a long kiss.
"Hey my darling." He said afterwards, visibly stressed. "Home at last."
"Not like last year." Angela reminded him.
"Please don't ever remind me of this catastrophe again." Pascal moaned while hanging up his jacket and taking off his shoes. "Flight delayed, missed connecting flight and then stranded somewhere in the middle of nowhere on Christmas Eve."
"Well, it wasn't like that in the middle of nowhere either." Angela said.
"No matter where it was, I wasn't with you." Pascla said with a slight moan.
Angela came up behind him and rubbed his shoulders.
"But now you're here and that's the main thing." She said to him while he visibly relaxed. "The next two weeks are ours."
Pascal breathed audibly.
"So. You take a bath first. And I'll put your things away and prepare the food.” She suggested.
"I'll do it." Pascal agreed and disappeared into the bathroom.
After Angela brought the suitcase into the bedroom, she went into the kitchen.
In order not to get her kimono dirty, she took it off and hung it over a chair and began to prepare it.
She had prepared dinner as far as she could. Now she only had to carry out the final preparation steps.
Despite the work, she shivered slightly. It was unusual for her to be so scantily clad.
Just as she finished eating, she heard Pascal exit the bathroom.
She quickly put on her kimono again. After all, it wasn't time yet.
She quickly covered the dining table in the living room and lit a candle.
With an "Aaah... that felt good." Pascal entered the living room. He had also put on his kimono.
"Hmmm that smells delicious." He said happily as Angela brought the food from the kitchen. "Almost as tasty as you." He stepped behind Angela and hugged her.
"Save that for later. Otherwise the food will get cold.” Angela said and gently wriggled out of his embrace.
"Oh..." he said disappointed. "I've had to wait so long for this."
"Yes. Over two weeks.” Angela replied. "You'll last another hour there."
"Two weeks? You don't count the two days I was here between the two trips as time together.” Pascal complained while sitting down.

The meal was delicious.
"What do we want to do now." Pascal asked after Angela had cleared the table.
"I guess that's what you do after dinner at Christmas." Angela suggested. "The gift giving."
She went to a small cupboard next to the Christmas tree and took a small box.
"This is for you." She told him and handed him the box.
"Thank you." Pascal was a bit irritated. The box looked like one for rings. But Pascal wore no other rings apart from his wedding ring. And he didn't want to either.
He slowly opened the box. But in this one there was no ring. In the slot where the ring normally went, there was a small key.
"What's that for?" he asked Angela, completely confused, while looking at the key.
"Can't you imagine that?" She wanted to know with a mischievous smile.
Pascal shook his head helplessly.
"For that." Angela explained and took a step back.
She undid the belt of the kimono and slipped it off her shoulders.
Pascal couldn't believe his eyes.
In front of him stood the undressed Angela. Well that wouldn't have been anything special, because he had often seen Angela naked.
But Angela wasn't completely naked because she was still wearing something small.
A curving silver band encircled her waist. Below her navel, the band merged into a rectangle. From the bottom of the rectangle, a metal band extended in the direction of Angela's crotch. The band became wider over Angela's intimate area and covered it completely. In the middle of the band was a series of holes. The edges of the whole were edged with a black material. But the most striking thing was the lock in the middle of the rectangle.
"Is that a chastity belt?" Pascal wanted to know in disbelief.
"What else does it look like?" Angela replied.
Pascal fell backwards into a chair.
"And do you like it?" Angela wanted to know and stepped in front of Pascal so that he could take a good look at him.
Pascal sat wordlessly, watching Angela's crotch.
Then, very hesitantly, a hand moved towards the chastity belt. Carefully, as if afraid of breaking something, his fingers touched the chastity belt.
"Isn't that what you wanted?" Angela wanted to know.
Pascal Hand stopped.
"How do you know that?" He wanted to know in amazement.
"Well. You've surfed enough clear websites.” Angela laughed. "And I stumbled across them a while ago."
"How? But… But I thought…” Pascal stuttered.
"The tablet also has a search history, my dear." Angela explained with a wink. She turned and took two steps toward the small closet.
A black-coated steel cable went off the back of the waistband and ran through Angela's bottom fold.
"I was a bit shocked and surprised when I saw it for the first time. But I couldn't let it go.” Angela confessed. "That's how I informed myself. And finally I decided to wear one.”
"And since when?" Pascal wanted to know in astonishment.
"Only a few weeks." Angela explained. “I used the time you were on a business trip to get used to wearing the chastity belt. And now I'm ready for you to take my keys."
Pascal was breathing heavily.
Finally he jumped up and hugged and kissed Angela. Angela realized that the matter hadn't left him untouched.
"I love you more than anything Angela. And thank you for making my dream come true.” He whispered in her ear.
They stood hugging like this for quite a while. And Angela noticed how Pascal's hands explored the chastity belt. Also her crotch area. But Angela didn't notice.
Finally Pascal released his hug.
"Unfortunately, I don't have anything of equal value that I could give you." He said a little contritely.
"Never mind." Angela dismissed it. "I think we'll find something later or sooner."
She went to the small closet.
"But I have a little something for you." She said to him and took a small package.
"What else for me?" he asked in disbelief as she handed him the package.
Curious, he opens the package. A strange structure emerged.
It consisted of a large plastic ring with a curved tube attached to the front. The front of the tube was closed except for a small slit. The tube was connected to the ring at one point. Otherwise there was an even gap between the two. A lock could be seen at the transition between tube and ring.
Pascal looked confused at Angela.
This meant only with a wide grin.
"Merry Chastemas my love. It's for you."