Carmen Vera And Jay Lassiter In When A Door-to-door Newspaper Salesman Finds Up Having An Affair With A Married Stranger

The sultry sun beat down on the quiet suburban street as Jay Lassiter, a strapping young newspaper salesman, walked door-to-door, briefcase in hand. His chiseled jaw was set with determination, but his hazel eyes betrayed a hint of boredom. Little did he know, his mundane routine was about to take a tantalizing turn.

As he approached the fourth house on Elm Street, a woman emerged from the side gate, struggling with two overflowing laundry baskets. Her tightly-clipped blonde curls bounced with each step, and her low-cut sundress hugged her ample curves. Jay hurried over to assist, his heart pounding in his chest.

“Oh, thank you so much,” the woman purred, her emerald eyes locking with his. “I’m Carmen Vera. And you are?”

“Jay Lassiter, ma’am,” he replied, his voice thick with sudden desire. “I’m here to sell subscriptions for the local paper. Perhaps you’d like to subscribe?”

Carmen giggled, her full lips curling into a seductive smile. “Well, Mr. Lassiter, I’m not sure I need a newspaper. But I do need a strapping young man like you.”

Jay’s eyes widened, his pulse quickening. “Excuse me?”

Carmen leaned in close, her warm breath tickling his ear. “My husband is away on business,” she whispered, “and I get so…lonely. I could use a man to help me around the house.”

Jay swallowed hard, his trousers growing tighter. “I…I suppose I could assist you. With whatever you need.”

Carmen grasped his hand, pulling him towards the house. “Wonderful. Let’s go inside and discuss the arrangements.”

As they entered the dimly lit foyer, Carmen pressed her body against Jay’s, her soft breasts crushing against his chest. “I’m going to need you to do some heavy lifting,” she cooed, reaching down to stroke his hardening cock through his pants. “I hope you’re up to the task.”

Jay groaned, his hips bucking into her touch. “Oh, I’m up for it, Mrs. Vera. Up for anything you require.”

Carmen tangled her fingers in his hair, yanking him into a heated kiss. Her tongue dove into his mouth, stroking his own, as she ground her hips against his straining erection. Jay’s hands roamed her curves, squeezing and kneading her flesh, desperate to feel every inch of her.

“There’s a mattress in the guest room,” Carmen gasped between kisses, Already tearing at Jay’s shirt. “Take me there and fuck me like you mean it.”

Jay wasted no time, scooping the eager woman into his arms and carrying her down the hall. He tossed her onto the bed, kicking off his shoes and shimmying out of his pants and boxers. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, the head glistening with pre-cum.

Carmen licked her lips, her eyes widening at the sight of his impressive length. “Fuck, you’re huge,” she moaned, hiking up her skirt and spreading her thighs. “Get over here and shove that big dick in my pussy.”

Jay crawled on top of her, his hungry mouth finding her breasts. He lavished them with attention, biting and sucking her nipples until they were stiff peaks. Carmen arched beneath him, grinding her wet heat against his rigid shaft.

“Please,” she whimpered, locking her legs around his waist. “I need you inside me. Now.”

Unable to deny her, Jay notched his cock at her entrance and thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in her slick channel. They both cried out at the sudden penetration, the intensity nearly overwhelming. Carmen’s pussy gripped him like a vice, her inner muscles fluttering around his thickness.

Jay began to move, dragging his cock out until just the tip remained, then slamming back home with force. He set a brutal pace, pounding into her willing body with grunts and groans. The obscene sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with their desperate moans.

Carmen raked her nails down Jay’s back, urging him on. “Harder,” she panted, her hips meeting his thrusts. “Fuck me harder. Claim my pussy and make it yours.”

Jay obliged, fucking her with wild abandon. His heavy balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, his pelvis grinding against her clit. Carmen writhed beneath him, lost in a sea of pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building, her womb contracting around his pistoning cock.

“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” Jay growled, his movements growing erratic. “Where do you want my load, baby? Should I paint your pretty face or fill your cunt?”

“Come on my tits,” Carmen demanded, reaching down to roughly frig her clit. “I want to feel your hot cum marking me as yours.”

With a roar, Jay pulled out and straddled her chest, palming his cock. He stroked himself furiously, his heavy sac drawing up tight. Carmen massaged her breasts, pushing them together in offering.

With one final pump, Jay threw his head back and let out a guttural moan. Thick spurts of white cum erupted from his cock, splashing across Carmen’s heaving tits. She cried out as her own release crashed over her, her pussy clenching and juices gushing onto the sheets.

Jay collapsed beside her, panting heavily. Carmen rolled into his arms, nuzzling his neck. “That was exactly what I needed,” she purred, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his chest. “I think I’ve found my new sugar daddy.”

Jay grinned, tugging her closer. “And I’ve found my new sugar mama. When do you want me to come by again, Mrs. Vera?”

Carmen captured his lips in a searing kiss. “As long as you keep fucking me like this, feel free to drop by anytime. In fact, I insist upon it.”

And so, a scandalous affair was born – one that left Jay Lassiter rethinking his career choice and Carmen Vera thanking the heavens for door-to-door salesmen.