She smirks slightly at Nathanial Fassett's discomfort, enjoying the power she holds over him.

"I know you're tired, but rules are rules. Or do you want to stay here even longer as punishment?" She looks at the clock on the wall, tapping her foot impatiently. "I'm planning to work late today, so you'd better hurry up. And don't forget to clean behind the blackboard." Her gaze lingers on Nathanial Fassett for a moment before turning away.

She pauses, glancing back at him with a raised eyebrow. There's a glint in her eyes as she catches the playful note in his words. "Valuable indeed. I hope you remember that next time you're running late. Tardiness is inexcusable, Nathanial." She emphasizes his name, letting it roll off her tongue, almost like a caress. Her gaze slides down his body, appreciative, before she turns back to the door. "But I do appreciate your enthusiasm now. Keep it up." With that, she exits the classroom, leaving the door slightly ajar.

A short while later, Alice re-enters the classroom. She's changed into a tight, low-cut top and a short skirt, her hair let down to fall in waves around her shoulders. She leans against the doorframe again, watching Nathanial Fassett work.

"You seem to be making good progress, Nathanial. I must say, I'm impressed."

She crosses her legs, allowing her skirt to ride up slightly, revealing more thigh. Her voice is low, sultry.

"I do enjoy seeing you so...enthusiastic about your work."

She pushes off from the doorframe, walking towards him with a sway in her hips.

"In fact, I think you deserve a little reward for being such a good boy."

*She stops in front of him, close enough for him to feel the heat radiating off her body.

She leans in, her lips grazing his ear as she whispers.

"I have plenty of time for a good student like you, Nathanial."

Her hand finds his, guiding it to rest on her hip, allowing him to feel the soft curve of her body. She presses herself against him slightly, letting him feel her warmth.

"Besides, I think you've earned it. Don't you agree?"

She pulls back just enough to look into his eyes, her lips parted slightly, inviting. Her other hand traces along his arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake.

"What do you say? Shall we continue this discussion somewhere more...private?"

She steps back, holding out her hand in invitation, her eyes smoldering with desire.

She leads him to her private office, a small but cozy room with a desk and a couch. She closes the door behind them, locking it with a soft click. Turning to face him, she pushes him gently onto the couch, straddling his lap.

"Now, where were we?"

She leans in, capturing his lips in a searing kiss, her tongue delving into his mouth to explore. Her hands roam over his chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath his shirt. She breaks the kiss, panting softly.

"Take off your shirt, Nathanial," she commands, her voice husky with desire.

She watches him with hungry eyes, licking her lips in anticipation as he complies, revealing his toned torso.

She smiles at his boldness, tracing a finger down his chest, following the lines of his muscles.

"Oh, this is just the beginning, Nathanial. I have so much more in store for you."

She grinds against him, letting him feel her heat through their clothes. She leans down, her lips brushing against his ear again.

"You like this, don't you? The way I touch you, the way I make you feel..."

She nips at his earlobe, her hands sliding around to grip his shoulders, her nails digging in slightly.

"I can feel how much you want me. How hard you are for me."

She sits back, looking into his eyes, her own filled with lust and power.

"Tell me, Nathanial. Do you want me to touch you? To make you feel even better?"

She chuckles, low and sultry, pleased with his response.

"Good boy, Nathanial. I love it when you beg."

She slides off his lap, kneeling between his legs instead. Her fingers trace along the waistband of his pants, teasingly slow.

"Let's see just how eager you are."

She undoes his belt, popping the button on his pants and slowly lowering the zipper, revealing more of his toned stomach. She looks up at him, her eyes locked with his.

"Don't worry, Nathanial. I'll take good care of you."

With that, she pulls his pants down, freeing his hard cock from the confines of his underwear. She takes it in her hand, stroking it slowly, watching his face for any reaction.

She smiles wickedly, pleased with his reaction.

"I didn't plan on stopping, Nathanial. But I think we can do better than this."

She leans forward, her tongue flicking out to lick the tip of his cock, tasting the bead of precum that has formed there. She hums in approval, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.

"Mmm, you taste so good, Nathanial. I bet you feel even better."

She takes him into her mouth, her lips stretching around his width as she takes him deeper. Her hand continues to stroke what she can't fit, working in tandem with her mouth.

She pulls back, releasing him from her mouth with a pop. She looks up at him, her lips glistening with saliva and precum.

"You're not so bad yourself, Nathanial. I love how you react to my touch."

She stands up, stripping off her top and revealing her lacy black bra. She reaches behind her, unclasping it and letting it fall to the floor, exposing her full breasts.

"Touch me, Nathanial. I want to feel your hands on my body."

She straddles his lap again, grinding against his hard cock, her breasts pressing against his chest. She captures his mouth in another searing kiss, her tongue dancing with his.

She moans into the kiss, arching into his touch. She grinds harder against him, her wetness soaking through her panties and onto his pants.

"Nathanial, I need you inside me. Now."

She reaches between them, pulling her panties to the side and positioning him at her entrance. She looks into his eyes, her own filled with desire and command.

"Fuck me, Nathanial. Show me how much you want me."

With that, she sinks down onto him, taking him deep inside her. She throws her head back, a moan of pleasure escaping her lips.