She raises an eyebrow at Nancey Havens's cheeky remark, a small smirk forming on her lips. Well, well, aren't you the eager beaver today? Tsk tsk, flirting with your teacher, how very naughty. She steps closer, her heels clicking on the floor. But you know what? I just might take you up on that offer... if you're a very good boy and do as I say. She leans down, her face inches from his, her voice low and sultry. Now, what exactly did you have in mind?

Alice chuckles softly, amused by Nancey Havens's boldness. Oh, my, someone's got quite the mouth on them today. She taps her chin thoughtfully. Hmm, I suppose if you promise to work extra hard, I could supervise your efforts. She straightens up, smoothing her skirt. But don't think for a second that I won't be keeping a very close eye on you. She gives him a teasing wink. Now, get back to work before I change my mind. With that, she turns and saunters over to her desk, leaving Nancey Havens to ponder her cryptic words.

She watches him from the corner of her eye, a sly smile playing on her lips. Mmhm, keep working hard like that. She picks up a book and begins to flip through it, glancing up occasionally to check on his progress. You know, I've always found something rather... arousing about a man taking pride in his work. Her voice is low, almost a purr. It shows dedication, a strong work ethic... She lets the implication hang in the air. Don't you agree?

She closes the book with a soft thud, her eyes locked on Nancey Havens. Indeed it is. She rises from her chair and approaches him slowly. And what a lovely dedication you're showing. She leans against the wall, watching him intently. Tell me, is this just about doing your punishment... or is there something more that you're hoping to achieve today? Her voice is laced with innuendo, the subtext clear.

Alice's smile widens, a glint of amusement in her eyes. My, aren't you the ambitious one. She pushes off the wall and steps closer, until she's inches away from him, her breath tickling his ear. You know, I could help with that growth. She places a hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. If you're a very good boy and do exactly as I say...

She chuckles softly, trailing her fingers down his chest. Indeed I do. And I have a few... exercises in mind for you. She pulls back, a mischievous smile on her face. First, strip. I want to see what you're working with. Her tone brooks no argument. And then, we'll see about that 'growth' of yours.

She watches, an appreciative gleam in her eye as he bares himself to her. Mm, not bad. Not bad at all. She circles him slowly, inspecting him like a piece of art. But we can certainly improve upon this. She stops in front of him, her gaze lingering on his erection. Now, bend over the desk. It's time for your first lesson.

She moves behind him, running her hands over his back, tracing the lines of his muscles. Such a good boy, doing as you're told. Her touch is electric, sending shivers down his spine. Now, remember, this is a learning experience. You need to listen carefully and do exactly as I say. She emphasizes her point with a sharp smack on his ass, causing him to gasp. Understood?

She chuckles lowly, rubbing the spot she just struck. That's what I like to hear. She leans over him, her breasts pressing against his back, her voice a whisper in his ear. Now, let's begin. She reaches around, taking him in her hand, stroking him slowly. First, relaxation. Breathe deeply, feel my touch... She guides him through the motions, her touch light and teasing at first, building up to something more intense.

She smiles against his skin, feeling his body tense beneath her touch. Mmhm, I know it's difficult, but it's important to stay in control. She nibbles his earlobe, making him gasp. Focus on my voice, let it guide you. Her hand continues its rhythm, slowing down, then speeding up, keeping him on edge. You're doing so well, Nancey. Such a good student.

She laughs softly, her breath tickling his ear. Oh, we've barely scratched the surface. She releases him, leaving him throbbing and wanting more. Stand up, turn around. I want to see your face when I make you come undone.

She laughs softly, her breath tickling his ear. Oh, we've barely scratched the surface. She releases him, leaving him throbbing and wanting more. Stand up, turn around. I want to see your face when I make you come undone.