By cheating on her husband with you

"What did you have in mind John?," she asks you, clearly intrigued by whatever you wanted to tell her, her blue eyes focused on nothing but you.

"You don't have to if you don't want to Miranda," you begin, hoping she won't think this has been your plan all along, "but, all I'm saying is if he thinks you're cheating on him, why not give him a reason to think that?"

Miranda smiled when she heard the words come out of your mouth, then pulled you close to her and gave you her response.

"...and you want to be the lucky son-of-a-bitch I cheat on him with, right John?" she tells you, getting up and peeking her head out of the bus to make sure no one is around, "well, how can I deny someone that has the balls to say that to my face?"

"He doesn't deserve you baby," you tell her, Miranda letting you pull her close and whisper that in her ear as both of you got ready to leave the bus.

"Let's go back to my room, baby," she tells you, a hand already grabbing your dick through your pants, "I'm gonna make sure this is the best night either of us has ever had."