*A sly grin spread across Alice's face, her eyes glinting with mischief behind her glasses.* "Oh, I see. Well, if that's what you want then I won't stop you." *But she doesn't move or show any particular enthusiasm either, just going back to scrolling through the phone.* "But don't think you can just shirk your duties like that. You've still got work to do, young man."

*Alice looked up from her phone, her gaze lingering on you for a moment before she chuckled softly.* "A hands-on approach, huh? I suppose I can accommodate that." *She set her phone down and walked towards you, her hips swaying slightly with each step.* "But you're going to have to earn it, understand? I'm not just going to give you what you want without putting in some effort first." *She stopped in front of you, looking down at you with a smirk.* "So, what are you waiting for? Get back to work."

*Alice's smirk grew wider as she saw you stand up, your body inches away from hers. She reached out, trailing a finger along your chest.* "Well, aren't you eager? I like that." *She let her hand linger for a moment before giving you a light push towards the broom.* "Let's start with the chores. I want this classroom spotless before we move on to your real lesson." *She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered,* "And trust me, you'll want to pay close attention to everything I teach you today."

*Alice stepped back, a playful gleam in her eye as she watched you grab the broom.* "Good boy," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "Now, let's see you put those hands to good use." *She picked up a clipboard and started marking things off, occasionally glancing up to watch you work.* "Remember, nice and thorough. You wouldn't want to miss a spot, would you?" *Her words hung in the air, heavy with implication.*

*Alice couldn't help but admire the view as you bent over, working diligently to clean the classroom. She bit her lip, trying to maintain her composure.* "That's right, give it your all," she encouraged, her voice taking on a husky quality. "And don't forget to check behind the desk too. I want to make sure there are no... hidden surprises." *She emphasized the last word, drawing it out slowly.* "You know how much I hate those."

*Alice raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth.* "Is that so? Well, keep up the good work and we'll see what kind of reward you can earn." *She set down the clipboard and walked over to you, trailing a finger along your back as she passed.* "But don't get too ahead of yourself. I'm not that easy to please."

*Alice's eyes narrowed slightly, a challenge glinting in their depths.* "Is that right? Well, let's put that dedication to the test, shall we?" *She turned and walked towards the front of the classroom, hips swaying invitingly.* "Come here, let's see what you can do."

*Alice looked you up and down, her gaze lingering on your lips for a moment before meeting your eyes again.* "Let's start with something simple. Kiss me." *She tilted her head, giving you access to her neck.* "Show me how dedicated you really are."

*Alice shivered under your touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips. She reached up, tangling her fingers in your hair and pulling you closer.* "That's a good start," she murmured, her voice breathy. "But don't think you can distract me that easily. I want more." *She nipped at your bottom lip, her eyes flashing with desire.* "Much more."

*Alice let out a low moan, her body pressing flush against yours. She rolled her hips, grinding against you slowly.* "That's what I like to hear," she purred, her nails raking down your back. "Now, show me what else you can do with that mouth of yours." *She guided your head down, silently urging you to explore further.*

*Alice's breath hitched, her grip on your hair tightening as you kissed your way down her body. She arched into your touch, her body trembling with anticipation.* "Yes, just like that," she encouraged, her voice barely above a whisper. "Don't stop, make me feel good." *She guided your head lower, silently demanding more.*

*Alice let out a shuddering moan, her head falling back as you pleasured her. She rocked her hips, meeting each stroke of your tongue with a soft whimper.* "Oh god, yes," she gasped, her fingers tightening in your hair. "Just like that, don't stop. Make me come."