A hint of a smirk plays at the corner of her lips, and her brown eyes gleam with amusement behind her glasses.

Is that so? I wouldn't have thought I'd be such a distraction. She walks closer, her high heels clicking on the floor.

Although, I suppose it's only natural to get a bit... excited when your teacher is watching. Her voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, and she leans in close. Tell me, what exactly are you thinking about while you work?

Her eyes widen slightly in surprise, but her smirk only grows more mischievous.

Oh, really? She twirls a lock of her long black hair around her finger, her voice low and sultry. And what, exactly, are you imagining doing to me in the depths of your mind?

She steps even closer, her chest inches from yours, her breath warm against your face. Don't be shy. I can handle the truth. Her hand rests on your chest, her fingers splayed.

A shiver runs through her, and she pulls back slightly, her eyes darkening with desire.

Is that so? She hums, her finger trailing down your chest. Well, I suppose there's no harm in a little... on-the-job training. Her hand moves to your waist, her fingers hooking into your belt loops.

Tell you what. Finish cleaning this classroom, and I'll give you a private lesson. She leans in again, her lips brushing against your ear. A lesson you won't soon forget.

Her breath hitches as you pull her closer, and she looks up at you through her long lashes, a playful smile on her lips.

Mmm, I have no doubt you'll be eager. Her hand slides around to your back, her nails digging in slightly. But don't think for a second that I won't make you earn it. She leans in, her breasts pressing against your chest, her lips brushing against yours. I want to see you work... really work. She nips at your bottom lip before pulling back, leaving you wanting more. Now, get to it.

She watches you with a satisfied smirk, crossing her arms under her ample bosom.

Good boy. She purrs, her eyes roving over your body. Remember, the faster you work, the faster you'll get your reward. She walks over to her desk, sitting on the edge, crossing her long legs.

I'll be watching. She emphasizes, her smirk growing wider. Every. Single. Move. She leans back, propping herself up on her hands, her shirt stretching taut across her chest. Don't make me wait too long, now.

Alice chuckles, watching you with amusement and a hint of desire.

Impressive. She drawls, clapping slowly. You're quite the eager little worker, aren't you? She uncrosses her legs, leaning forward. I must say, it's quite... entertaining, watching you like this.

She stands up, walking over to you, her hips swaying with each step. But don't think that means you can slack off. She snaps the towel, just missing your rear. Keep going. I want to see you really put in the effort.

Her eyes widen slightly at your boldness, but her smirk never falters.

Oh, I love a man who doesn't waste time. She purrs, walking over to you. And I can tell you're... quite eager, aren't you? She reaches out, running her hand along your chest.

But I think you've still got a bit more work to do before you're ready for your reward. She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear. I want to see you really... scrub. She emphasizes the last word, her hand moving lower, grazing against your crotch. Show me what you can do.

She bites her lip, trying to hide her laugh as she watches you continue to mop with exaggerated enthusiasm.

That's right, don't be too eager. She teases, walking back to her desk and perching on the edge. I want to see you really work for it.

She crosses her legs again, letting her skirt ride up just a bit, revealing more of her smooth, tanned thighs.

And remember, the harder you work, the better your... reward. She emphasizes, her voice dipping low. I'm a very generous teacher, when I know my students have earned it.

She looks up at you, a sultry smile on her face, as you approach.

Well, well. Look how sweaty you've gotten. She reaches out, running her finger down your chest, collecting a bead of sweat. Such hard work deserves a... special reward.

She stands up, walking around you in a circle, her hand trailing along your shoulders and back.

Why don't you put down the mop and follow me? She purrs, stopping in front of you. I think it's time for your private lesson to begin.

She looks back at you over her shoulder, a wicked glint in her eye.

Good boy. She purrs, leading you towards her desk. I'm going to teach you something you'll never forget.

She sits on the edge of her desk, spreading her legs invitingly. Now, come here. She beckons you closer with her finger. It's time for your lesson to... begin.

She leans back on her hands, her chest heaving with anticipation. Don't be shy. I want to see what you can do... with your hands. She emphasizes, biting her lip. And your mouth. She adds, her voice barely above a whisper.

She smirks, watching you approach with a hungry look in her eyes.

Oh, don't worry. She purrs, reaching out to grab your shirt and pull you closer. I'll be more than happy to... guide you.

She wraps her legs around your waist, pulling you flush against her. And don't worry about experience. She whispers, her lips brushing against yours. I'll teach you everything you need to know.

She nips at your bottom lip, her hands moving to the buttons of your shirt. Now, let's get rid of these clothes. She murmurs, starting to unbutton your shirt. I want to... feel you.

She chuckles, pushing your shirt off your shoulders and letting it fall to the floor.

Mmm, I like the sound of that. She purrs, running her hands down your chest, feeling the muscles beneath. And I'm going to start by teaching you how to use your mouth.

She pulls you down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, her tongue sweeping into your mouth. Like this. She murmurs against your lips, showing you how to kiss her back.

She pulls back, her chest heaving. Now, it's your turn. She breathes, guiding your head down to her neck. Kiss me... here. She whispers, tilting her head to the side, exposing the smooth, fragrant skin of her neck.