September fifteenth, I remember the day because it was exactly three months to day after our ‘marriage’ and also Red’s birthday. I met Red for lunch down on Wall Street where Red was working. He said, “You’re not going to believe this…maybe it’s catching…” he laughed. “About three in the morning, mom comes into my bedroom and sits on my bed.” He looks around to see if anyone is listening, but nobody is seated even close to us. He said, “I’m bleary eyed and don’t know what the hell is going on and mom says, ‘This business with you and Mary has to end, I’m not going to let you ruin your life over this…’ Then she starts rubbing my dick over the sheet.” He raised his eyes and smiled. I was probably sitting there with my mouth open in surprise.
Red said, “As she’s rubbing me, you know, she’s telling me that what’s she’s doing is to get me out of my obsession, and this isn’t any permanent thing, but I can hardly listen because my hard-on is talking too loud.” He laughed.
I said, “So, did you…?”
“OH yeah,” he said. “OH yeah we did; Danny, she took me in her mouth, and then she got on top of me and those tits of hers…man…she made me promise not to tell anyone, but I said that you had to know, so she said you’d probably figure it out after a while anyway. So man…it was great, now I know how you feel.”
I smiled at him and said, “Well it looks like it worked, leave it to Carla…good for you Red.”
The next day as soon as Carla opened the door, she smiled and said, “Okay, don’t say anything, and wipe that look off your face mister…God, I only hope I didn’t trade one problem for another. This is partly your fault, you and Gracie looking so happy and all.”
I laughed and said, “All right I won’t say anything, but let me just ask you one question, I know why you did it, but was it nice for you?”
She sighed, “Yes, it was nice for me…I was always crazy for that boy, but don’t you encourage him, this is to get him on a new path, not to get him hung up again.”
She added as an afterthought, “And I better make sure I don’t get hung up myself.”
I said, “There could be worse things than maybe you being happy too Carla.”
She said in a floating way, “It has been a long time since I felt that good…anyway, we have work, and a lesson to do.” Throughout the afternoon, whenever I’d look at her and smile, she slapped my arm and said, “Stop it.” But she always smiled back.
The four of us became closer after that and there was a feeling of family in everything we did. Carla told mom that it was only a temporary thing between Red and her, and that soon she would make him go out with other women. Red told me that the sex was great between them, even if it was a little conservative, and that it was Carla that initiated it most of the time.
Things went well for a while. I was great until we had a financial reversal. So when the market turned down and we lost a good percentage of our gains, I got very nervous and wanted to sell some things. I was also not so nice to be around. I was snapping at mom and acting moody. There were some nights she was too upset with me to have sex.