I wasn't too disappointed because I knew this wouldn't last forever and I was just a piece of ass for him. Plus, Jack and I found new ways to express...our love for each other with more intense sex. He bought a swing to use and he loved adding weights to my piercings and all the things that came with that. One day he came home excited with some news. He was getting a huge promotion with a raise.The only downer was we would have to move to North Carolina and it would take place in a month. We. But should I ask him if heminds if I have another one? Or should I just light up?I made the decision to be be the boss in our relationship, as funny asthat sounds...a 17 year old boy being the boss over a 55 year old man.As Mr. Edwards continued sucking, I leaned toward the nightstand andput my cigarette out. And then without pausing, I picked up mycigarette case and ceremoniously lit another cigarette. I wasn'tpositive, but I'm pretty sure I heard Mr. Edwards moan with approval.The man wanted. I reached out and grabbed the waistband of her skin tight Hooters booty shorts and peeled them down.“Mmm, oh my God, Jake. I want you so fucking bad! I’ve had lots of sex, Bro, and I’ve never for the life of me been this excited before!” she moaned to me.Underneath her shorts, she had on the skimpiest white lacy thongs, and I peeled them down as well, planting a big wet kiss on her ass cheek as I did so. I could smell her arousal, which in turn increased mine. What a fantastic thing sex. Eather he worked in constrution, or he worked out at a gym or both. I said, "Hows it going"? Dumb question i'm sure. He just staired at me with no response. It made me feel uneasy so i tried again to break the ice. I said, "you got some nice art work". Again he kept silent.I walked over to the bottom bunk and sat down and decided to try one more time for friendly conversation. I said, "your pretty buff. Do you work out"? No words came from his mouth. He just jumped off the bunk and walked over.