I always thought it was a strange profession but apparently there are actual PhDs in this field. Mom even had a team of surrogates that she’d recommend to certain people with different sexual complications (always joked that she was running a legal brothel).
We lived in the city, my dad was never around due to his work overseas. On the surface I was just a normal guy. One week when dad was out of town I saw mom in her office looking intensely over her notes,
I walked in on her and she jumped.
“Jesus, Jason! You scared the crap out of me!”
“Sorry mom. Just looked like you could use a break,” I said.
“Yeah, you know I could. Crazy stuff you hear day to day in this job.”
We both got up and started dinner. While we were eating she still looked distant. Finally, she broke her train of thought.
“Honey, what do you think of me?”
“I think your great mom. Why?”
“Ok. Let me rephrase. Do you find me attractive?”
“I mean…your pretty…but I don’t know I’ve never really thought about it,” I said (believe it or not it was the truth), “what’s up?”
“I’ve got a new case that is borderline crazy to me. Two people, very normal, not crazy, they have a great sex-”
“-come on mom. You know about how the details of your job can weird me out sometimes.”
“Yeah sorry,” she said, “can you just let me talk it out. You don’t have to pay attention.”
I rolled my eyes, “alright.”
“Ok. So back to this couple. Great people. Perfectly normal. It’s just…”
“…ok mom, you’ve gotten to the big part. Spit it out.”
“…well. She’s his mother.”
I actually wasn’t surprised, mom had come home with some crazy stories.
She continued, “it’d been so long since I’ve encountered an client who was involved in incest…and it usually didn’t entail a consensual relationship. It’s so strange. She raised him.”
I thought for a second, “was she…attractive?”
“She was gorgeous actually. Used to model in her younger years. She said that it was the best relationship she’d ever had and the taboo of it all made the sex all the more passionate. She likes the idea that her son and her have that closeness between them and they get to share the most intimate feeling with someone they know they’ll always have. It was almost touching but I had to advise against it.”
I thought for a second, “are they hurting anybody?”
“No. They seem perfectly happy. I just can’t imagine that scenario. Can you?”
“I guess I’ve never thought about it,” I said.
After dinner we both went to bed. I woke up to some noise in my moms office. I walked in and she turned down the monitor.
“Mom? Why are you still up?”
“Jason, did you know there is a whole genre for this type of thing? I’ve been reading up on it, even looking at porn. It’s fascinating really.”
“I’m going to bed,” I said.
“Ok honey, I’m sorry I’ll try to keep it down,” she said.
She didn’t though. One thing about your mom being a sex therapist, they believe that it’s ok to express yourself sexually. It’s normal and healthy. So my parents never hid the fact that they were having sex, or even masturbating. They did it in private but I had to understand, from an early age that it was normal and they were not going to be ashamed about it if I accidentally heard or saw something…I had to get over it.