“Is this oak?” I said as I nonchalantly spread my legs open giving him a front view into my miniskirt. I slowly licked my lips, looked up at him a...nd held my mouth slightly open waiting for an answer. He looked down at me and his eyes were as wide as they could possibly get. I watched him slowly swallow and I smiled at him.“I, uh…I’m not really, uh….sure if it’s oak.” He stuttered and I watched him completely lose his train of thought while I was smiling at him in a completely vulnerable. Everyone knew he was being accused of rape, and even though he had not yet been formally charged with anything by the police, the looks of disapproval were tough for a man with Wiley's ego to handle. He was used to being the hero.Over the last several days Wiley Bills had spent the majority of his time obsessing over Angel and how much she was ruining his reputation. Plenty of people were on his side, but there were plenty more who weren't. He had hired an expensive attorney with the money. I softly caressed the side of her left breast with my right hand and she moaned in great pleasure. Our mouths were locked and our tongues played and teased each other. I felt my wife’s hand on the bulge in my pants. She rubbed my hard cock through my jeans as I slid my hand up her shirt stroking her breast through her lacy bra. I moved my hand to her leg and started working my way up her stocking covered leg under her jean skirt.She stopped kissing me and pushed me away. “Go get our. We were due to help Grant bust his drug dealer, but first we needed to take care of The Program selection. Students are assigned to The Program by a sophisticated computer algorithm before each school year. It's supposed to be essentially random while ensuring that the various cliques and groups within a school are evenly represented. We were going to change things around a little bit. We had managed over the course of the summer to get a pretty good picture of Pat Rosario's social network, and.