I go for breakfast

I walked into the kitchen, only Mary was there. She was dressed in a sexy yet classy blue dress with high heels. I was very attracted to her. I didn’t feel guilty about it either, because I never thought of her in a motherly way, she was my dad’s wife and that’s it. I always called her Mary and she always called me Richard.

She noticed me and gave me a morning hug “Breakfast is on the microwave. Sorry I can’t join you, I got to leave now. Oh. And your dad left that for you”

She pointed at a little wrapped up box on the table and them left.

I watched her go, my eyes stuck to her fine ass as she walked away. My dad had been so lucky.

At least with her out of the house and my dad having to put an all-nighter at the office, I had pretty much the house for myself. Now I had enough time to take care of my boner.

But first, let’s go see what my dad got for me.

I took the little box and tore apart the bright green wrapping paper. I opened the box and found a note inside.

“Happy birthday, son! I know it’s a couple months late, but I promised you I would make it up to you. I can think of no better way than this.

Now that you are at the beginning of the end of your life as a boy, and are so near becoming a man, I thought it was finally time to pass down this little family heirloom.

Your grandfather gave me this the day I left for America and now I give it to you. It’s supposed to give luck to those of our blood, it certainly did for me I’m not saying I suddenly believe in the stories of leprechauns my father is so fond of telling, but so long as you believe in your own luck, you’ll have more than enough.

Good luck my son”

Under the note was straw chain, with a golden coin hanging from it.

“Cool” I said and put on the necklace.