After posting my last diary I joined my luvs on the balcony and napped with them. I heard both of my smart phones ringing. I knew people called me to congratulate me, but I simply couldn’t let my Prince off of my arms. Very soon, I slept too. I will be very honest with you; I was lucky and one of rare persons who became the hotel manager in my age. Somebody else’s dream became my reality. Many people, older than me with more experience in this area didn’t have a chance to get this job. Thanks to my boss (of course, to my Fran and my Prince and Ivy) who believed in me and his early retirement I am where I am today. Do I deserve this job? No! Am I mature for this job? No! Am I competent for this job? No! Did I ask for this job? No, I was asked to do it! Life treated me too well lately. I thought that being the head receptionist is the top of my carrier and was very satisfied with it. But miracles happen. When my Prince entered into my life things started to change rapidly. He turned it up side down and make it better. The day he started to work in the Hotel, my carrier launched incredibly fast and took me on the way I never thought I will walk on. Again - No, I don’t deserve this, but I accept it.

We napped some hour and so and we probably would continue but Prince’s alarm woke us up. He hurried us up for he wanted to come to the party earlier (as he always does) to do the final check. So, we had quick sex under the shower and my Ivy and I couldn’t decide what to wear. We knew we should look less sexy and more elegant because of our business partners and boss’s friends, but we had so many choices that make it all more difficult.

Prince (lightly nervous): Oh, common witches …… hurry up …… You know I don’t like to be late!

Me: Honeeeeeeeey, please, wait! We can’t decide what to wear.

He was already dressed in white flax suite he received from boss last year. He walked fast into the bedroom, took a quick look and pulled out the white dresses we wore for our wedding anniversary. Laying them on the bed he seriously said:

- Here …..  you have 10 minutes or I will go without you …… Ivy ….. honey ….. you know why we have to be there earlier …… Princess, if you need more time, come later with your parents or alone, but Ivy and I need to go.

Me: 10 minutes???!!! It’s not even 10% of the time that we need to dress up, hairdo, makeup and similar …. And you know I want to go with YOU!

Prince: I know, Princess, but if you want to go with us, you can do it in the Hotel. Ask Fran to help you.

My Prince always shows understanding, but when it comes to responsibility and deadlines and if we aren’t endangered or ill, everything else is secondary. Being late because of dressing up is not excusable for him. So we dressed ultra-fast and I helped my Ivy with hairdo while she was doing makeup. I did mine in the Hotel with Fran’s help. When he was done we walked to the entertaining hall. My Prince and Ivy were already there talking to the band about the music and organizing things. I “woowed” when I saw how wonderfully it was arranged. To make long story short: the evening was FABULOUS!!! It was a party with dinner. All our friends arrived and most business partners. I received numerous compliments for the beauty and promotion. After the official part in which my boss talked about me, my start in the Hotel and rapid growth of my carrier, he praised me as I praise my Prince and Ivy. He gave me extra-large bouquet of flowers and brand new top quality 17” Toshiba laptop in black leather case and Toshiba 10.1” tablet for business and private use. My Prince and Ivy and my parents also said few words about me. I had a short speech too in which I thanked my boss, his wife, my luvs, parents and friends for love, support and help. I received various gifts from business partners, our parents and friends too. I was amazed. The whole evening was spotless.

After many toasts in my honor, my Fran made us laugh again with short play about me as the Hotel manager. He played the role of my Prince and Lidija played me. The play was about the consequences when problems in the marriage transfer on the job and reverse. We died laughing. I don’t know how to explain what happened next, but I was incredibly happy. Namely, my luvs were busy coordinating stuff and being on the stage with the bend for they sang and played. When they could, they came to me to kiss me and “love me”. Seeing that they weren’t in plan to sit with us: family and business partners because they were involved in the program I was little bit sad. I didn’t show it on my face, but I badly wanted my angels to be with me. Suddenly mister Valter said to my boss:

- Say …. Isn’t Prince ….. pardon me …… your son …. Isn’t he your second assistant and his wife his assistant?

Boss: Yes, they are. Why do you ask?

Valter: It’s not my business to interfere, but don’t you think that their place is with us and by their wife who is the lady of honor?

(very short pause)

Boss: You’ve right, Valter. It is ….. I didn’t think about it that way. I knew how much he and Ivy wanted to do their best for Eva organizing all of this and I let them do it.

Valter (teasing him): So, what are you going to do about it?

Boss: I’ll show you.

He invited my Fran to organize stuff in adding two chairs, plates and glasses by my side. Then he walked at the stage and talked to them. I was incredibly happy seeing my Prince giving the last instructions to the band and walking holding hands with Ivy toward our table. I thanked to mister Valter for this gesture. He smiled. When my luvs sat on my left and right, I kissed them and thanked them for wonderful party. They were naughty. They started to cuddle my legs going up to my crouches. I enjoyed in their touches but I couldn’t “afford” to be horny now. So I asked them to stop, but they didn’t listen. I leaned on Prince’s shoulder and I whispered to him:

- Honey, if you don’t stop turning me on, I swear, I’ll fuck you right under this table.

Prince (smilingly): You wouldn’t dare, Princess. I know you wouldn’t.

Me: OK, luv. Continue to do what you’re doing and see what will happen. I have no shame, but you do.

He looked at me and my Ivy trying to get approval that I’m bluffing. Knowing how crazy I am, he removed his hand and my Ivy and I laughed hard. Oh, my, he is soooooo cute and still such an easy prey. I deep kissed him feeling incredible love for him.

The rest of the evening I mostly spent with my luvs. I didn’t let anyone to privatize them although many people danced and talk to me and them. Before we left home, our boss gave us the day off. I also thanked the band, Fran and the stuff for great job. When we came home, what do you think we do first? Having sex? Noooooo, we got naked and jumped in the sea and swam. Then we exercised. We fucked after their martial arts training. We were overtired, it was very hot and we couldn’t sleep. We went to our beach and sitting on the shore with legs in the water, we talked about everything. While we are waiting for our parents to come for morning coffee my luvs felt sleepy and they went to sleep on the balcony. I couldn’t sleep. I had to write this diary.