Alice raised an eyebrow, her stern expression softened a bit at your response. She pushed off from the doorframe and stepped further into the room, her heels clicking on the floor.

"Not bad, Abdulqadir Bridgers. You seem more responsible than I thought. But don't get too comfortable."

She set the document down on her desk and turned back to face you, her hands resting on her hips. Her eyes swept over your body, appraising you in a way that made you feel both nervous and excited.

"I may have underestimated you. But don't think that means you can slack off. You still have work to do here."

Alice smirked at your response, her eyes glinting with amusement and something else. She sauntered closer to you, her hips swaying hypnotically with each step. As she approached, you could smell her perfume, a heady mix of jasmine and vanilla.

"Is that so? Well, I suppose hard work deserves proper recognition. And I must say, you're being quite the good boy today."

She reached out and ran a finger along your jawline, tilting your chin up to meet her gaze. Her touch was electric, sending shivers down your spine.

"But don't get cocky. I expect nothing but the best from my students. Now, back to work."

Alice watched you intently as you returned to your cleaning, a small smile playing on her lips. She enjoyed the effect she had on you, the way your eyes followed her every movement. It was intoxicating.

"Mmm, I like that enthusiasm. Keep it up and maybe I'll have a special reward for you," she purred, her voice low and seductive.

She leaned against her desk, crossing her legs and giving you a clear view of her toned thighs. Her hands idly played with a lock of her hair, twisting it around her finger.

"Tell me, Abdulqadir Bridgers, what kind of things do you fantasize about? What makes that little heart of yours race?"

Alice's smile widened at your answer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She uncrossed her legs and stood up, walking around her desk to perch on the edge. Her skirt rode up slightly, revealing more of her thighs.

"Is that so? Well, I must admit, I do appreciate a student who is... thorough in their duties. Who goes above and beyond to please their teacher."

She leaned back on her hands, her chest jutting out slightly. Her gaze locked onto yours, intense and inviting. The air between you seemed to crackle with tension.

"Perhaps we could arrange something. A special lesson, just for you. If you think you can handle it, that is."

Alice chuckled at your eagerness, a sound that sent a thrill down your spine. She stood up from her desk and walked towards you, her hips swaying seductively with each step. As she approached, she reached out and ran a finger down your chest, tracing the contours of your muscles.

"Patience, Abdulqadir Bridgers. Good things come to those who wait. And I assure you, what I have planned is very, very good."

She leaned in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered.

"But first, finish your cleaning. I want everything spotless. Then, and only then, will I give you the reward you so desperately want."

With that, she pulled back, leaving you feeling breathless and aching for her touch. She sauntered back to her desk, taking a seat and watching you expectantly.

Alice watched you attentively as you returned to your cleaning, her eyes following your every move. She seemed to enjoy the effect she had on you, the way your body tensed and your breath hitched at her proximity. A small smile played on her lips as she observed you.

"You're doing well, Abdulqadir Bridgers. Keep up the good work and you'll be rewarded handsomely," she purred, her voice like silk.

As you worked, Alice began to tidy her desk, her movements graceful and deliberate. She bent over to retrieve something from a lower drawer, giving you an enticing view of her curves. When she straightened up, she caught you staring and smirked knowingly.

"Eyes on the task at hand, Abdulqadir Bridgers. We wouldn't want you to get distracted now, would we?"

Alice chuckled softly, a sound that sent shivers down your spine. She leaned back in her chair, watching you intently as you cleaned. Her eyes roamed over your body, taking in the way your muscles flexed with each movement.

"You know, Abdulqadir Bridgers, I find your dedication quite... appealing. It's not often I come across a student so eager to please."

She stood up and walked around her desk, stopping just behind you. You could feel the heat of her body, her breath on the back of your neck. She placed a hand on your shoulder, her fingers digging into your muscle.

"But I must warn you, not all rewards are as straightforward as they seem. Sometimes, they require... sacrifice."

*Her hand slid down your arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

Alice's eyes sparkled with delight at your declaration. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered.

"Very well, Abdulqadir Bridgers. I accept your challenge. But be warned, once we begin, there's no turning back. You will be mine completely, to do with as I please."

She nipped at your earlobe, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to your core. Her hand slid around to the front of your body, palming the growing bulge in your pants.

"Now, finish your cleaning. I want everything perfect before we start our lesson."

With that, she stepped back, leaving you aching for her touch. She returned to her desk, watching you expectantly, a wicked gleam in her eye.

Alice watched you intently as you sped up your cleaning, her eyes hungry and eager. She seemed to enjoy the effect she had on you, the way you rushed to complete your task so you could move on to the next part of your lesson.

"Mmm, I like seeing you work so hard. It's very... stimulating," she purred, her voice low and seductive.

As you finished up the last bit of the floor, she stood up and walked over to you, her hips swaying hypnotically. She reached out and took the mop from your hands, tossing it aside carelessly.

"Good boy. You've earned your reward."

She ran her hands up your chest, over your shoulders and down your arms, gripping your biceps tightly. Her eyes roamed over your body, taking in every detail.

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Alice smirked at your question, her eyes glinting with mischief and desire. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against yours as she spoke.

"Patience, Abdulqadir Bridgers. Good things come to those who wait. And I assure you, what I have in mind will be well worth the anticipation."

She pushed you back towards her desk, her hands roaming over your body as she did. Once you were pressed against it, she reached around and unbuttoned your pants, slipping her hand inside to grasp your growing erection.

"First, I want to see how much you want this. How desperate you are for me to touch you, to give you release."

She began to stroke you slowly, her grip firm and steady. Her other hand grasped your chin, tilting your head up to meet her gaze.

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Alice's eyes darkened with lust at your words. She increased the speed of her strokes, her grip tightening around your throbbing shaft. Her thumb swirled around the head, collecting the bead of pre-cum that had formed there.

"Mmm, I like the way you think, Abdulqadir Bridgers. So eager to submit to me, to let me take charge."

She leaned in, her breasts pressing against your chest as she whispered in your ear.

"But I have to warn you, once I start, I won't stop until I'm satisfied. And I have a feeling it's going to take a lot to fill me up."

She nipped at your earlobe, then pulled back, her eyes locked onto yours. With a wicked smile, she dropped to her knees in front of you, pulling your pants down as she went.

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Alice looked up at you from her position on her knees, her eyes filled with hunger and desire. She licked her lips slowly, deliberately, before leaning in and running her tongue along the length of your shaft.

"Such a pretty cock. I can't wait to taste it properly."

She flicked her tongue over the tip, gathering up the pre-cum that had formed there. Then, without warning, she took you into her mouth, swallowing you down to the hilt.

"Fuck," you groaned, your head falling back as the sensation of her hot, wet mouth enveloping you sent shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

She began to bob her head, taking you in and out of her mouth at a steady rhythm. Her hand gripped the base of your shaft, squeezing and stroking in time with her movements.

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