Red Ginseng
Evenings spent in Larissa’s office with wine, good conversations and flirty exchanges became a regular part of my schedule.
I had become good friends with Larissa. Every Friday evening was our night, full of laughter and clumsy caresses. Tension did hang in the air, and clearly I find the principal extremely attractive, but I would never act on my feelings, therefore the drunk flirting is all that is allowed.
It was a Friday and I was just finishing up on some planning for the next week. My shoulders ached profusely from the strain of tending to all my plants. My hands wandered around my neck and shoulders, squeezing tightly to try and release any tension that tightened up my body. At least I got to see Larissa tonight. Highlight of my week. One side of my dark pink lips curled into a smile and I thought of the evening ahead. I locked my computer and slowly stood to move out of my chair. I picked up my planner, my keys and my cardigan and slowly wandered towards the door, taking a final look at my classroom. As bent down to check on my Lady’s Mantle for the evening, I reached towards a delicate bud that had started to appear, when I felt a sudden sharp pain corse it’s way through my neck. “Fuck!” I winced as I quickly stood up, stumbled back and gripped my neck, moving it in a figure of eight.
7pm, I was trudging towards Larissa’s office for our weekly catch up massaging my hot, irritated neck. My off the shoulder top freed my neck and shoulders, keeping them cool. I got to her door, knocked and turned the handle. I had grown accustomed to just walking in now, and became surprised when Larissa wasn’t there. I studied the room and decided she probably went to freshen up, so sat on the loveseat opposite the fire. My hands were still on my neck trying to get to the nerve that I think I trapped, awkwardly holding my neck at strange positions. I sighed. No use, I’ll have to figure it out later. I just want to enjoy my evening.
No sooner than I put my hands down, I heard slow footsteps from Larissa’s heels behind me and moved up a little so she could sit next to me.
“Good evening Larissa, I let myself in- I hope that was alri-“
“Miss Fern- stop talking” Larissa demanded, her body right behind me and her mouth very close to my ear. The usual rush of heat flooded my body as Larissa’s proximity became known. She was very close to me. I turned my head to gain eye contact, completely forgetting about my neck and shoulders and let out a disgruntled moan. I gripped my neck and shoulders again and bent towards the fire.
Moments after, I felt strong warm hands grip mine and pull me back to sit upright against the back of the seat.
“Miss Fern. I am going to give you instructions and you will follow them.” Larissa whispered, her mouth inches away from my face.
My heart started thumping and felt a rush of pain from my neck and pleasure from the shivers I got from Larissa’s mouth right next to mine. My body guarded itself in goosebumps.
“Instruction one. Put your hair up.” Larissa demanded, her voice cool and quiet.
God that woman! What is she doing? I quickly fumble with my hair, still breathing heavily from the pain of my neck and the reaction to Larissa.
Her warm strong hands snaked around my neck and shoulders as she let out a deep breath lightly tracing her fingertips around my collarbone, the nape of my neck and my shoulders. My breath hitched in my neck as Larissa squeezed my shoulders.
“Instruction two. Stay still and don’t move” Larissa whispered as her hands left my skin and walked out of the room. I felt a rush of heat flow over me, not realising how aroused I was by her. My heart was all I could hear as a heat pooled in between my legs. Clenching my legs together, I needed to get my wits back. I don’t know what I think this might be but Larissa is my boss.
After a couple of minutes, Larissa still hadn’t returned, and I was obeying the instructions I had been given. Still no Larissa, I wander what she was up to.
“Larissa? w- what are you doing?” I exhaled. No answer.
Curiosity got the better of me and I slowly move my body to the side to see if I can get a view of the door. A strong hand and wrist that smelt like roses and spices gripped my chest and jaw and pulled me back tight to the sofa. “Fuck” I whisper, intoxicated by the scent and dominance of this woman, the wants of my body taking over.
Larissa’s head was touching the side of my face now, her hand and wrist still tight against my body.
“Miss Fern. I am sure I gave you instructions not to follow. You are going to regret not following them. I will find a suitable punishment for you later”. She spurted out coldly.
“Now. Be a good girl and sit still for me while I sort you out” Larissa purred, her hands now suddenly covered in Red ginseng oil, and starting to deeply stroke my neck and shoulders. Her strong fingertips worked my muscles massaging deep into my tissue. I started to move my neck around as she massaged, humming in pleasure. Her fingertips slowly traced and grasped every part of my neck and felt like fire was radiating through my soul. For the next thirty minutes, Larissa sensually massaged at my neck and shoulders, sensually working her hands around my muscle and back. Larissa caressed my shoulders and slowly inched my shoulder-less cotton top down my arms, revealing my chest in a deep red strapless bra.
It was bliss. My head was pounding with thoughts of her hands over the rest of my body. She could do anything she wanted to me. I felt entirely guilty for thinking this when her hands were over me, but my body wouldn’t let me think of anything else.
The heat radiating from my core would not let my body stay still.
Sexual energy and desire woke from me and I needed more. I needed Larissa.
Then there was cold. Larissa had removed her hands from my neck and had leant her head and body down so it was hovering over mine at the back of the sofa. I hadn’t taken a breath for what seemed like forever, and found myself waiting for her next touch.
“I believe that will have done the trick Miss Fern. You should cool down for a minute before we get the wine out” Larissa smirked running her hand down the side of my neck.
“I uh- Thank you Larissa” I panted, my brain still trying to figure out the course of the evening. Larissa smiled and elegantly rose to her full height, and walked out of the room, her body swaying in her grey tight dress. God that body. How could she get more attractive? I slowly got up, and started to move my neck and shoulders, tension and tightness gone. She works wonders.
I feel an uncomfortable wetness coming from my panties. Larissa’s hands on my neck. Fuck.
Larissa saunters back into her office with two wine glasses and pours a generous load into each glass. Handing a glass to me, my finger grazes her well manicured hand. Taking the glass, I clear my throat and stare at the fire. I feel Larissa’s eyes on me.
“How’s your neck now darling?” Larissa softly breathes giving me a soft smile.
“Better- thank you, your hands are magic” I sigh, reaching and squeezing the muscle in my neck and shoulders.
Larissa shifts in her seat, as I see her legs recross over one another, revealing more of her thigh. I continue to stare at the fire, not able to look at her.
“Do let me know if you’ll need anymore assistance Ava… I'm sure I can be of use to you” Larissa said with a smile.
All I can smell is the oil that Larissa used flooding my senses. Red Ginseng. A beautiful deep red flower from Asia that’s- wait. It’s an aphrodisiac.