He asks about her clothes

"It's just... in class you seemed to be walking kind of funny. Are you wearing a butt plug without any underwear on to hold it in? Did your husband make you do that?"

"That was two questions," she says, darkly. "And your time is up. Get to your next class.

He hurries off and mutters to himself, "is she always ready for her husband's dick?" He has to run to make it to his next class.

He makes it to his seat in his Spanish class before the bell rings, though he's panting from the exertion. He has this class with Mr. Garcia, who has always seemed to be a nice guy. Brad is in this one, though not usually Halley. Today, that seems to be different. Halley is sitting on Brad's lap, and no one seems to mind. The other girls look at him with interest, if not outright jealousy while he kisses his girlfriend's neck and has one hand up her shirt.

Chad whispers, "did Brad's rich plastic surgeon dad give Halley a boob job?" hating himself, just a little. He feels himself get hard again, watching her already nice chest nearly bursting out of her top. He remembers when she first started developing up there, and the rest of the class made fun of her for it. She'd come to him to complain, because he wasn't being a jerk and she just needed a friend to treat her normally. Now those same tits are enormous, and her nipples are pressing through the fabric of her little top without a bra in between.

"The fuck are you looking at," Brad says to Chad, even though half the class was watching the horny couple.

"Nothing, Brad," he says, looking away quickly.

"Nothing, huh? Are you calling Halley nothing?" he says with his deep, rich voice.

"Oh, no, um, I mean I'm not looking at anything," he tries to explain.

Brad laughs. "You're such a fucking loser, I'm just messing with you." He pinches Halley's nipple, making her squeal. "Oh, don't give me that look. Can't you take a joke?"

Wisely, Chat shut up and looked away. He refused to see the looks of pity or derision from the rest of the class.

Mr. Garcia cleared his throat. "Brad, do you mind if I start the lesson?" he asks meekly. Brad didn't respond, so he begins.

Chad sneaks a peak back at Brad, who doesn't seem to be paying much attention. Instead, he's playing with Halley like she's a toy. He squirms, rubbing his thighs against his dick, watching her degraded in front of the room. Most of the boys in class are glancing over at her too, before looking away out of fear of Brad. They'd all be remembering this later tonight, probably wishing it were them instead of him. The girls, on the other hand, are outright staring at Brad. Chad looks through them and sees Krystal, a pretty brunette with bright red painted lips. She's cute, though her main popularity comes from her being known to be a bit of a slut. She's perfect. "Is Krystal going to be bold, and go offer to blow Brad like she's wanted to for weeks?" he asks.

Just as he says it, Krystal crawls to the floor and over a couple rows of desks. She gets to Brad and whispers something. Openly, Brad says, "seriously? You want to suck my dick while I'm with Halley?"

Mr. Garcia closes his eyes and stops talking, waiting for this to be over but not looking at the interaction.

Krystal turns as red as her lips. "Um, yeah. I didn't think she'd mind, if you told her you wanted me to..."

"Huh. That's a good point. Why the fuck not, get down there." He says, unzipping his pants. Chad now sees the monster he'd made that thing. He wonders if it was already that big. Krystal does as she's told, crawling under his desk. Her hand doesn't fit all the way around the thing when she positions it. She puts it to her lips and draws it in as much as she can, not getting that far. Opening her jaw that much looks like it hurts, but she presses on anyway.

Feeling sorry for the girl, Chad says, "is she the best at blowjobs in the world since they're her favorite thing to do? Does she have big, puffy lips, and can she take that massive dick all the way?" With that, she seems to have no trouble pushing it deeper into her mouth, then throat.

"Woah!" Brad says, shocked, bucking his hips back. His cock slides part way out of her mouth, making a deep sucking noise, like she's trying to pull her spit back in. Halley almost falls off his lap, but plants a high heel on the floor to stabilize herself. "You're incredible!" he says, earnestly. "If you keep doing that, I'll let you be my personal blowjob slut," he offers.