Ron has an epiphany and Zara gives a blowjob

Its the note! thought Ron, as Zara fussed over him and led him into her private office. Somehow the thing has magic powers. Any woman he has shown it to has taken pity on him and wanted to suck his dick to make it up to him. Fuck! How crappy was that, that every woman thought he was so fucking pathetic, they just couldn't bear it and had to suck his dick to make him feel better.

Zara backed him onto her desk. "Come on baby! Let's try and make your day a little better," she said and bent over about to start to undo Ron's flies. The stunning blonde looked like she was on a mission.

"Thanks", he said and wondered if he could test how far she would go. "Actually, you know what you could do that would make me feel better?"

She paused and straightened up to look him in the eye and said "no," with a weak shake of her head, as if it was difficult to think of anything else, even how to speak until she had accomplished her dick-sucking task.

"I think I would feel better if I could squeeze your tits while you suck it",

"Oh of course", she said absently. "Do you want me to take my top off?"

"No, that's ok," he said, "and could you hum the theme to Hawaii-5-0 while your sucking?"

"Uhuh!" she said nodding.

"Thanks", said Ron sadly, then leaned back and lifted his hips. The realtor had his pants at his ankles in seconds and fished out his dick. Moments later she was leaning over him and bobbing up and down on his cock, sucking while rendering a passable da-da-da-da-da-da-do-do-do-do-do. Ron could feel the humming vibrations on his cock and could picture the surfboards.

While she was sucking, Ron started thinking about the note. Obviously showing it to a girl worked, but only for the day she was shown it. Kayleigh's mom had proved that. She had no time at all for him this morning, despite quite literally putting her ass on the line for him the day before.

Zara was cresting a surfing wave hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm while Ron pondered if he wanted to be the subject of constant pity. He reached under Zara and started squeezing her left tit while he contemplated. He could feel his pressure building and thought that with the scope of constantly available blow jobs from anyone he met, he figured he could live with the pity.

He thought about the note. He would have to get it laminated or something to protect it. Shit - who else should he show it to? His mind raced across every attractive woman he knew, while the blonde bobbed and sucked enthusiastically.

"You can try the Dallas theme now, Zara"

"mm-mm", she said,

By the time he was ready to cum in her mouth, Zara was humming "Cheers", and actually seemed to be getting into it, putting a bit of volume into the tune, and a lot of effort into the cocksucking. Ron thrust gently into her mouth and began singing along, "... where everybody knows your name! Uh...." he said as his seed flew down her throat, causing her to make a gurging "gghk" sound, momentarily interrupting her hums, but she resumed a few moments later

Minutes afterward, they both emerged into the main real estate office. "It's ok," she said to the rest of her colleagues as she showed me to the door. "He'd been having a really bad day - his friend Rick gave him a note - so, I just sucked his cock to make him feel a bit better. You do feel better, don't you Ron?"

"Um yeah, sure," said Ron, hurrying to the exit as the other staff nodded in agreement at Zara's choice of actions.

"Can I see the note?" asked a middle-aged woman near the door.

"Maybe later", said Ron, almost at a run now, eager to escape. If they all saw the note, he would be in there all day with his cock constantly in one mouth or another. He would have to be more careful.