Change Caroline

"Just a little change," Norman told himself as he walked up to Dr. O'Shea's office.

"Come in," Norman heard after he knocked on her door. Seeing her beautiful face welcoming him, she asked, "How can I help you?"

Breathing in, Norman said, "I don't need help, but I think I can help you."

The supervisor couldn't help but give a little laugh by the bluntness of the student before her. Subtlety, Norman made himself look that he was a bit hurt by the small laugh. "I'm sorry that was unprofessional of me, please go on," she said.

"Thank you," Norman said. "I seem to recall that you were sadly divorced."

Dr. O'Shea gave a small nod. "Partially true. I'm glad that I divorced that..."

Wait, was she glad?

She could remember her how her former husband kept wanting to fuck her whenever they were at home. It got ridiculous to the point where she had to remind him that the kids were in the house. And despite not wanting to suck him off in the living room, her mouth always found a way to his dick. Wait, no that can't be it, can it? And why was she even thinking about sexual stuff?

Getting back to the conversation, Dr. O'Shea said, "He was too needy, but I'm still not following on how you could help?"

Norman replied, "I may not know too much about your relationship with your ex, but I could tell that you enjoyed supplying his needs."

With shock in her face, Dr. O'Shea was at a lost for words. Sure she enjoyed sneaking around the kids whenever they sex and the things he made her do whenever they were outside. One time, he dared her to find someone willing to cum all over her face and to not fix it until she got back home. The fuck. Caroline knew for sure that didn't happen, but yet she could distinctly remember the people's faces who judged her and her ex being all too happy about it.

"Norman, could we maybe push this conversation for another day, I might be coming down with something?" Caroline said.