more therapy that will include the two of them.
“Well, now that Sean seems to have accomplished the goal he set for himself when we first met, I have a question,” I say. I toss my notepad on the table between us and place my elbows on my knees. “What are you both really doing here? You're both busy medical professionals, and Sean could've thanked me on his own, but Becky decided to come along. What’s really going on?”
Sean and Becky both chuckle and exchange a look between the two of them before Becky puts a hand over her mouth. It’s a nervous gesture, so I’m not surprised by what she says next.
“Well, when Sean told me about how you helped him,” Becky says, still smiling. “I became curious. Sean said you're a relationship therapist who specializes in sex therapy as well, which is why he was able to make leaps and bounds in the bedroom after only a few weeks of talking to you. So, in a way, you're the reason our sex life has bloomed like it has. You’re the reason we’re communicating so well, and learning about each other. So, I figured if you were able to help Sean like that, maybe you could help us even more. We’re sort of in this phase where we’re kind of pushing the boundaries a bit more, and I’m anxious to see just how far we can go. I was wondering if you could help us through it since it sort of started with you.”
I nod my head because now I get it. “I see. What you mean to say is that both of you have questions. You're curious about what it is you want, while also being completely fascinated by pleasing each other. You're not sure what you want or what you like, you just know you're open to try new things and learn more about yourself and your partner, and you want to know if you can tap into the sex therapy side of my job description.”
“Wow,” Becky mumbles with a smile.
“Told you he was good,” Sean says, nodding his head.
“Umm, yeah, that pretty much sums it up,” Becky agrees, her face still holding an anxious smile. “So, how about it? Now that Sean is all good, can you take on the two of us together?”
“Nothing would make me happier,” I admit, as I lean forward and pick up the yellow pad off the desk. I tear the front page completely off and toss it into the trash can next to my desk, so I can start with a blank page meant for the two of them. “This is the part of my job that I love the most. Let’s get to it.”
26
~ Malcolm ~
“As long as the two of you remember that the most important thing is open communication, you're going to be fine. It’s both of your jobs to communicate, but also to listen. Once your partner tells you what they like, it’s your job to remember it. You have to store that information, because you shouldn't have to ask ‘what do you like?’ every time you have sex. Eventually, you should know, and if there’s anything new, then it’s on your partner to tell you so that you can store that information with the rest. That’s all we’re going to start with for now. Communicate and listen, all right?”
Becky and Sean both reveal smiles of satisfaction as they nod their heads before standing up. The couple seems happy with our first session together, and I expect we’ll enjoy our weekly meet-ups for a while. Their case will be an easy one because they don't seem to be having any more problems, which is usually what I’m called upon to deal with. Sean and Becky will be a fun session sitting in the middle of a schedule of hard ones. I look forward to seeing them again.
“We’re on it, Dr. Colson,” Sean says as he shakes my hand. “We’ll see you next week.”
“You got it,” I reply before shaking Becky’s hand and escorting the two of them out of the office.
Once Becky and Sean leave, I go back over to my desk and take a seat. Firing up my computer, I create a new file with the couple’s names and input the notes from today’s impromptu session, along with a small outline of where I’d like to see them go during our time together. I detail a plan for them, while leaving room for adjustments and the