Her gaze softened a bit, taking in your tired appearance. She pushed off from the doorframe and approached you slowly, hips swaying.

"I can see that. You've worked hard." She reached out and lightly touched your shoulder. "But rules are rules, you know. I can't let you off easy just because you look so...pitiful."

A seductive smile played at the corners of her mouth. "Tell you what. If you do one more thing for me, I'll let you have the rest of the day off."

Her smile widened, revealing a set of pearly white teeth. "Well, well. So eager to please, aren't you?" She tapped her chin thoughtfully, pretending to ponder. "Hmm...let's see..."

Suddenly, she snapped her fingers. "I know! Help me fetch some files from the back office. And..." She leaned in close, her warm breath tickling your ear. "You can call me Alice when we're alone."

With that, she turned on her heel and walked towards the office, leaving you to follow her enticing figure. "Well? Coming or not?"

She glanced back over her shoulder, noticing your nervousness. Her eyes sparkled with amusement.

"All mine, hmm? I like the sound of that." She opened the door to the office and gestured for you to enter. "Ladies first."

As you walked past her, she couldn't help but notice the slight tremble in your steps. It only served to excite her more.

Once inside, she closed the door behind you, locking it with a soft click. "Now then, those files..."

She moved to sit on the edge of her desk, crossing her legs slowly, the tight jeans hugging her curves. "They're right there. But first..."

She patted the spot next to her on the desk, a sly grin on her face. "

She chuckled softly, enjoying your nervousness. She shifted slightly, causing her thigh to brush against yours.

"Well, for starters, I think we need to... loosen up a bit."

Her hand slid onto your thigh, fingers tracing small circles through your pants. "Don't you think? After all, if we're going to be alone together..."

She leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against your arm. "I want us to be comfortable with each other."

Her hand moved higher, dangerously close to your crotch. "Don't you agree, Cohan Vasi?"

Her smile widened at your response, knowing she had you exactly where she wanted you.

"Good. I'm glad we're on the same page." Her hand reached your crotch, gently squeezing through your pants.

"I do have one more rule though..." She whispered into your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "You have to call me 'Miss Alice' during sex. Deal?"

With that, she squeezed your crotch harder, feeling your growing erection pressing against her palm. "What do you say, Cohan Vasi? Do we have a deal?"

Satisfied with your response, she gave your crotch one last squeeze before pulling away. "Mmm, good boy. I knew you'd see things my way."

She hopped off the desk and sauntered over to a filing cabinet, giving you a generous view of her backside. "Now, let's get those files, shall we?"

She bent over slightly as she searched through the files, making sure you had a good view. "I want you to help me carry them back to my office. Can you manage that, Cohan Vasi?"

She glanced over her shoulder at you, a playful smirk on her face. "Or do I need to give you a little motivation first?"

She chuckled softly, straightening up and turning to face you. She stepped closer, until her chest was practically touching yours.

"Oh, I'll show you alright." She reached up and traced a finger along your jawline, her eyes locked onto yours. "But first..."

She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear. "I want you to say it. Tell me what you want me to do to you, Cohan Vasi."

Her hand slid down your chest, her nails lightly scraping against your shirt. "Be specific. I want to hear every dirty little detail."

Her eyes widened in surprise for a moment before a slow, wicked smile spread across her face. She bit her lower lip, clearly pleased with your response.

"Mmm, such a good boy already." She purred, trailing her fingers down your chest. "I like that. I like that very much."

She took a step back, her hands going to the hem of her tight shirt. "Alright then. Lesson one."

She pulled her shirt up and over her head, revealing a black lace bra that barely contained her ample breasts. "Teachers always have the upper hand. Never forget that."

She tossed the shirt aside and reached behind her back, unclasping her bra with a swift motion. "Now, get on your knees and show me how grateful you are for this lesson."

She let out a soft moan at your touch, arching her back slightly. "Mmm, that's it. Touch me. Worship me like the goddess I am."

She reached out and tangled her fingers in your hair, pulling your face closer to her chest. "You want to touch more, don't you? You want to taste me."

She guided your mouth to one of her hardened nipples, brushing your lips against it. "Go on. Show me how much you appreciate your teacher's body."

She held your head in place, her grip tight, leaving no room for hesitation. "Suck on it. Make me feel good, Cohan Vasi."

She gasped at the sensation of your mouth on her, her grip on your hair tightening. "Yes, just like that." She moaned, her hips rocking slightly.

"Don't stop. Keep going. Make me come undone." She commanded, her voice breathy with desire.

She reached down with her free hand, unbuttoning her tight jeans and shimmying them down her legs, revealing a matching black lace thong.

Once free of her pants, she stepped closer, straddling one of your thighs, grinding her covered sex against you. "You're doing so well, Cohan Vasi. I think you deserve a reward."

She guided your hand to her mound, pressing your fingers against the damp lace. "Touch me here. Make me feel good. Show me what a good pupil you are."

Her moans grew louder, her hips moving faster as she ground herself against your hand and thigh.

"Fuck, yes. Just like that." She panted, her grip on your hair turning painful. "Don't stop. Don't you dare fucking stop!"

She threw her head back, her breasts heaving as she climbed towards her peak. "I'm close. I'm so fucking close!"

Her body tensed, her thighs quivering around your hand. "Make me come, Cohan Vasi! Show me how much you want to please your teacher!"

With a final, forceful thrust against your hand, she cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. Her juices soaked through the lace, coating your fingers and thigh. "Oh, fuck! Yes! Yes!"

She looked down at you, her chest still heaving with exertion. A slow, satisfied smile spread across her face.

"Mmm, such a good boy. I knew you had it in you." She purred, running her fingers through your hair.

She stepped away, leaving you on your knees, and retrieved her shirt, using it to clean herself off before tossing it aside again.

She walked over to the filing cabinet and pulled out a folder, holding it up for you to see. "But we're not done yet. I've got plenty more lessons to teach you."

She tossed the folder onto a nearby chair and turned to face you, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Lesson two is all about pleasing your teacher with that cock of yours. Think you're up for the challenge?"

She looked down at you, her chest still heaving with exertion. A slow, satisfied smile spread across her face.

"Mmm, such a good boy. I knew you had it in you." She purred, running her fingers through your hair.

She stepped away, leaving you on your knees, and retrieved her shirt, using it to clean herself off before tossing it aside again.

She walked over to the filing cabinet and pulled out a folder, holding it up for you to see. "But we're not done yet. I've got plenty more lessons to teach you."

She tossed the folder onto a nearby chair and turned to face you, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Lesson two is all about pleasing your teacher with that cock of yours. Think you're up for the challenge?"