Be nice to Ron!

The next day Ron was relieved when Rick had gone. Jess was away too. He showered and relived the previous day in his head. His life had turned to shit and he couldn't put his finger on why. Jess had left him for Rick. It was perfectly obvious why she had done that and Ron couldn't blame her. Rick was so much better in every way for her than he was. Still, it sucked. and why now? Rick was supposed to be his friend. He had lost his girlfriend and all he had to show was this lousy letter that he held onto in his jacket pocket. He couldn't even bring himself to let go of it - Rick had told him to keep it safe. He wouldn't even have brought it out with him, except Rick had told him to show it to one girl each day, and he just felt he couldn't ignore what Rick had said. So here he was. At the mall. Trying to figure out who to show his letter to. What would he do? Just walk up to someone and say "Read this!" He had to be able to do better than that. He didn't know what it was for or why. he just had to get someone to read the damn thing. Ron walked along the upper floor of the mall, scanning the customers. God, he felt like a stalker. Groups of young girls strolled past, oblivious to his presence as he started to come up with a plan. He looked in the shops, trying to find a quiet one. Eventually, he saw a hairdresser's salon. A newly coiffured blonde with her hair up exited leaving just one customer having their hair styled by a stylist and another staff member at the entrance by the till. Cautiously Ron approached her. She looked to be about 18 or 19, athletic-looking, pink hair straight with severe bangs.

The hairdresser's receptionist had her ears pierced in several places and a small chain ran from one of them to a ring on her nose. She wore a short tight pink and grey uniform dress that matched her colleague's. Ron almost chickened out and was about to leave and find someone else to try a different approach with, but she smiled at seeing him at the door of the shop. "Hi, Can I help you?" she called.

"Uh yes," said Ron. "I'm really sorry to bother you", he said, taking the envelope from his pocket. He opened it and offerred it to the girl. "I've came out, uh, without my glasses, and uh, I wondered if you could," he glanced at her then back to the letter a couple of times, "em have a look at this".

"Sure", she picked the letter from Ron's fingers. Ron felt a twang of regret at parting with it even for a few moments. He felt obligated to protect the letter, but he had to get a girl to read it damn it.

"oh", she said and her hand went to her mouth. "Oh my," she looked at Ron. "Oh you poor thing. Wait there!" She passed the note back to him and ran into the back of the shop. "Cynth! I gotta go!" he heard her call. "Something's come up!"

Ron re-folded it carefully and put it back in its envelope then back in his pocket. He was dumbstruck. What the fuck was in that letter? Why did she look at him like that?

A moment later the junior hairstylist was back with him and was putting a thin vinyl jacket on. "Come on", she said and linked her arms with his, then steered him out of the shop.

"Huh?" said Ron confused. "Where are we going?", but he allowed himself to be guided back through the mall to the entrance.

"Shh Ron. Its gonna be ok". She said sympathetically and held onto him tightly. "I'm Kayleigh".

Kayleigh, he noted looked on the verge of tears. What the fuck? Was it something in that letter? He briefly considered that he should read it, but he thought better of it quickly. Rick had expressly told him he should not read it. He was polite about it too. So no, Ron would not read it, but Damn he was curious to know what this girl had seen.

In the back of a taxi that Kayleigh had hailed, she held onto him tightly for the whole ten minutes it took to get to her place. Not erotically or suggestively, but in a way that suggested she wanted to comfort him as if something terrible had happened. "It'll be ok Ron. You'll see." she said, stroking his hair as she held his head to her young bosom.

She pulled him out of the cab and up the driveway of a place that looked quite unlike something a young single woman would live in unless of course...

"Hi Kayleigh, you're back early". called her mom as Kayleigh let herself in pulling Ron behind her. "Oh, who's this".

"Hi mom, this is Ron. He's had a really bad day. I'm just going to take him up to my room to see if I can make him feel a bit better".

"What?" exclaimed her mom, unable to believe she had heard ccorrectly.

"Yeah, we're both going up to my room. I thought it might cheer him up if I sucked his dick."

"You what? Get back down here right now Kayleigh!" her mom screamed, startled. "Just what the hell do you think" she started but Kayleigh cut in

"Relax mom! Sheesh. He's got this note from his friend Rick. It said he's had a really bad day and would I please be as nice to him as I could and to try to cheer him up. He said a blowjob might help."

"That is unbelievable. If your father was here". Kayleigh's mom, actually still quite fit herself, although with breasts about triple the size of her daughter's and with short bobbed blonde hair stood up. She was wearing a short floral sun dress. Ron guessed early 40s maybe, though he wasn't good at estimating ages. She looked great though".

"Come on Mom. his friend Rick asked nicely. He even said please on the note", she stressed as if that explained everything.

"Oh", said her mom, "I see," she said as if only now comprehending why this was all happening. "Well don't hang around", she said and almost shoo-ed Ron and Kayleigh up the stairs. I'll make something for you to eat when you're finished.

Kayleigh led Ron to a small box room with a single bed with plain pink bedding. Ron sat down bewildered on the edge of it.

"Ohhh!" Kayleigh said and hugged his head tightly once more to her chest in sympathy, then dropped to her knees. She looked up at him quickly. "Is this ok? If you'd rather we could do anything else. Just say".

"Um, this is fine."

"Would you like me to take my clothes off"

"Uh sure", said Ron feeling more and more like this was a dream until the nubile body of Kayleigh emerged perfect and toned, small breasts pert and gorgeous with pierced nipples, then she dropped to her knees between his and leaned over to start undoing his flies. He noted absently the tattoo of a small butterfly on her lower abdomen.

Ron helped get his pants down to his ankles, revealing his boner. He had had one since the taxi ride where she was holding him tightly against her tits. Kayleigh smiled and leaned over and engulfed his cock with her mouth, gently and caringly sucking it in before performing the most loving blowjob that Ron could remember, sucking and sucking while keeping eye contact with him at all times, trying to gauge if he was enjoying it enough. Ron for his part had no idea what to do. This sublime blowjob apart, he wondered what he had done to deserve it. He tried not to thrust his cock into her throat as he approached ejaculation, but he got the feeling she wouldn't have minded if he did. Eventually, he spurted into her mouth but saw no sign of jizz himself as she kept her lips clamped around his cock. She didn't surface for air until he was completely spent and she was satisfied that she had given the BJ to the best of her ability. When she eventually lifted her face up from his now slightly deflating cock, she asked awkwardly with a mouthful of cum. "Ould ou ike me to sollow or pit?"

Ron saw she was serious. "Um, swallow please".

He watched her jerk her head backwards and gulp. A few moments later she smiled and gave him a hug.

"Thanks" he said simply.

"Shh", she said, rocking his head on her bosom once more. Ron absently fondled her right breast.

Kayleigh's mom had indeed prepared something to eat and hugged him as the two of them emerged once more. Mac-and-cheese. Figures, Ron thought. Comfort food.

As Ron left he reflected on the events. Kayleigh was cute and he liked her, and now that he was single he felt like he might like to try dating her, but..., Rick had asked him nicely to show the letter to a different girl each day, and he felt like he coudn't disappoint him.