Hi all, as it's been to long since iI posted i thought I'd stick this first draft of story chapter up. Please let me know if you think it's worth continuing Dilliom Cookies Chapter 1 Christine Hastelow sighed and ran her fingers through her short auburn hair as her laptop flashed up the dreaded Blue screen of death. This was, she thought, just perfect. Christine looked over at Tom’s laptop on the coffee table by the sofa. She only needed to check her emails but this thing wouldn’t even let her do that maybe she could use Toms instead. Christine got up form her desk and walked across the hall into the bed room she could her the shower going running the en-suite and scowled Tom always took ages in the shower he said it was relaxing, he always locked the door as well. When they we’re dating he had wandered in on her in the shower and they had ended up having the most fantastic sex but she had never been able to return the favour in five years of dating and marriage. She knocked on the door heard tom yell “it’s busy.” Well duh, Christine thought before shouting. “I need to use your laptop” “Uhh yeah sure” Thanks Christine said turning and heading a back to the as Tom yelled something about logging out first. Christine groaned again as toms laptop screen blinked into life she could never understand how he could live with it being so messy and had to fight the urge to tidy it up. She quickly brought up the web browser and quite unthinkingly started typing her logon name, her initial and surname, into the browser without really paying attention until she noticed that she was on a search engine and not her companies extranet logon page. She was just about to logon onto the right site when she noticed the suggestions the search engine had come back with chastity. Christine giggled at first she had seen documentaries about religious fundamentalist who tired to convince kids not have sex until they we’re married, It was a noble enough idea she supposed but she found the way it was implanted in those programs with chastity oaths and ring and talk of giving virginity to parents more than a little creepy. The second result was chastity belts and this elicited another snort of laughter Christine sometimes wondered if she was on her way to being the clichéd suburban housewife she loathed, especially with her passion for bodice ripper novels. She looked at her watch and decided quickly that she could spare a moment she followed the link through to the results page and her jaw dropped. Most of the links we’re purple used links. Tom had been looking at chastity belts… She clicked on the first link and unsurprisingly it took to her porn site, a mixture of disgust and anger welled up in her as he quickly clicked back and went onto the next site. This didn’t seem to be a pornographic or at least not immediately. Instead it was a forum of called chastity mansion no less and not only that the site had logged her in automatically. At that moment Christine heard the shower stop. Bursting into action she made a mental note of the username Tom had used on the forum and then shut the laptop down. As Tom finally came out of the bathroom she was slipping on her shoes trying to steady her heart. “Did you get hat you needed” Tom said drying his hair with the a towel, his body wrapped in a loosely closed gown. “Yeah, yeah I did thanks; can you look at my laptop while I’m at work? it blue screened again on me” “That thing is always crashing you should get a new one.” “But I like that one” she said turning to Tom “it just needs a little care” “Fine you win” Tom said in a resigned voice “so you’ll be back normal time.” “Should be I’ll let you know if anything changes” Alice said stepping on her tip toes to her 4ft 9 frame could kiss the 6ft10 Tom somewhere near his lips. “see you soon” “Love you Chrissy” Tom said as she departed. The websites prayed on Christine’s mind all day. Tom had lost his job a few months ago and had fallen into a bout of depression which had robbed their marriage of its lust. She understood the depression and the effect it had on tom but for the last few months they had been more like room-mates who happened to share a bed most night rather than the lovers they had been. Christen had tried to spice thing up, wearing skimpy negligee, dropping hints about fantasies offering to be tied up that sort of thing but he had been reluctant to do anything. Tom just seemed to have lost all his drive since he lost his job. It wasn’t as though they we’re in trouble financially, her salary would pay all the bills and let them live reasonably. Still, it had affected him terribly, especially as the economic slowdown turned into crisis and then depression. He blamed himself for it for his role of in the borrow now repay later culture. He would say that he and other city bys had brought this upon the world and that he wouldn’t even be punished for it. Oh Christine knew he could have walked into any other trading floor and been welcome with open arms after all he had still been making money for the bank when it closed but instead he had wanted to get away form the city and its lifestyle. Tom had said he wanted to do something positive, to give something back. But the depression had clung to him; he had put weight on and seemed to lose himself for hours behind his laptop. Research he had said… some research What if he had met up with someone from that forum or those porn sites? The thought sickened her. Christine realised that she had to know more she had to find out whether she had lost her husband. It was late that night when Christine finally faced the website she had seen that morning tom was in his study, researching again, she supposed and she was supposed to be watching her favourite soap instead she hunkered secretly over her laptop and typed the word chastity into the search engine. It took her a moment to fond the chastity mansion website she had seen on toms computer and when she did it seemed quite different until she realised she wasn’t logged in. Christine couldn’t risk Tom realising what she was doing so she quickly created a web mail account and a then created a account on the forum using her ne assumed perosna all of which she did using an anonymous browser window to make sure Tom wouldn’t find out about her investigation in the same way she found out about Tom. An hour later Christine was dabbing her eyes and making a decision; It hurt Christne immensely that Tom had been more open and honest about his sexuality with the strangers on that forum then he had been with her in all the years she had known him. She had no idea that he felt like this like he had wanted to be like that with her, and yet thinking about it the clues had been there. She had always initiated their love making and in fact when it had been anything other than regular sex it had always been her idea with the one exception of that shower incident. And hear he was pouring his heart out about how much he loved her and how he wanted to please her but how uncertain he was of himself and how much he feared that he would lose all respect for him if he ever admitted his submissive side. On top of all that Christine felt guilt that she had doubted his fidelity and even more that she had apparently ignored the needs he spoke about so eloquently but she was determined now to make amends. Christine made her decision, she would give him his fantasy, she would take away the energy Tom said himself that he wasted looking at porn and focus it on their relationship and she would begin tonight.