Made thick. Masculine. I love way it lays flat against his skin and can be hidden under his suits if he chooses to wear it to more prestigious occasio...ns. I have the tools of punishment always within reach. Though I am not dressed for play I am always presented as Mistress, at home. I grab the lipstick. I walk over to my slave and grab his face. ‘Such a pretty slut, aren’t you?’ I make a point to carefully apply the lipstick on his firm, pout. ‘Yes Mistress.’ I nod my approval. I. Chuck has a funeral and Jim is still on light duty. I'm sorry, Honey." As I suspected, this was not what she wanted to hear. She did try to hide her disappointment, unlike Jake who did not take it well at all. I would not have been surprised had a dark cloud appeared over his head as he slowly made his way to his room.Lisa and I both looked at each other. Disappointing our son was never fun. "Maybe you should go try to cheer him up a little."She did not close the door as I could clearly hear. The cable was out, so I watched a couple DVDs before going to the guest room to sleep for the night. The only problem was there were no sheets or blankets. I didn’t want go looking around for them so I decided to go into the master bedroom. It was twice the size of the guest room and everything was neatly in place, which was Mike’s OCD at work. I placed my duffle in what seemed to be Mike’s closet, stripped down to my boxers and hopped in the bed. It was nearly 1am when I began to fade into. “Come on it!” Crystal exclaimed, as if I needed an invitation.I followed behind her, staring at her ass as she lead me into the house. I glanced around at the artwork on the walls, the gold, silver and glassware everywhere. I had no concept of what any of this stuff is, or was worth. I didn’t really care anyway.Crystal led me to a seating area, not unlike ours at home.“Do want something to drink? How was your flight?” She asked, crossing her legs.“Yeah.”“Hey, bring us some wine and some water!”.