Make her cheat on him with me.... a lot!

The plan was pretty straight forward and as nasty as it comes. There was no need to be elaborate since my dick was rearing to go for some sweet Carla pussy juice so I wasted no time in going to school after breakfast. After arriving in the school bus, I immediately went to work to look for her. My highschool was one of those big suburban ones with multiple wings. It had a huge football pitch and several other halls for sports. It was a fairly well known one for its athletes. Even though I was not one of them, I sometimes supported the guys and gals in their endeavors back in the day. Those days were long gone after the football gangs took over the student hierarchy. Not even the student council could stop them. In a sense, I was doing them a favor by plotting against them like this. It would a righteous cause, and I get my own fun time too.

I found her chatting with some friends before first period. There were a gaggle of six lounging around the lockers while the day passed by, a collection of cheerleaders, rich drama queens and stuck up bitches all in a single basket, dressed in tight dresses, crop and tube tops, shorts and heels. I ogled Carla's fine ass in the denim shorts she had on, before raising my view up to the red spaghetti strap top where her boobs laid hidden, and then up to her pretty face, smiling and laughing away, likely aware of her boyfriend's tyranny and still laughing away in the face of evil. I thought about my plan and what I should do now.