After we said goodbye to everyone, Alessandro and I stayed a little longer at home talking to Jorge, who was in charge of supervising the finalization of the buffet. Alessandro was going to take me home, but he received a message from John, an employee in London, asking for an urgent video call.- Honey, do you mind coming with me to the office to make this video call?- No way. Come on, it's still early, it's not midnight, I haven't turned into a pumpkin yet. – I smiled at him.- You're Cinderella, you should turn into Cinderella. – He joked.- I'm not Cinderella, I'm the carriage, strong and useful. – I joked with him, who laughed at me.We arrived at the office and Alessandro made the call with John and introduced me to him, who congratulated us on the wedding. After taking care of everything, Alessandro hung up. I was lying on the couch with my feet up. He came over to me, sat down, and placed my feet on his lap.- My feet are sore. – I complained.- You're pregnant, you need to s

“Alessandro”As I walked to the altar arm in arm with Mari, I realized that Catarina had thought of every detail of the ceremony. There were wooden and iron garden benches for the guests and huge vases of colorful tulips adorning the entrance hall. There was a wooden table at the altar and behind it, a portico decorated with white fabric and tulips. When I got to the altar, I looked at the first empty bench in front of me and saw the photos of my father and mother in silver-framed portraits, with a white tulip in front of each photo. Catarina thought of a way for me to know that they were there with me at that important moment and to represent them so that everyone would know it. Mari sat next to the photos and I was immediately moved.When our friends, now godparents, began to enter, I was impressed by the girls' dresses. Each dress was the color of a tulip: purple, red, yellow, orange, and pink, in vibrant tones. They were beautiful and harmonious. There were ten chairs, five on eac

Alessandro slipped his hands under my hair and gently removed the tiara I was wearing, deftly throwing it onto one of the armchairs in the room. He broke our kiss and, like a lion circling its prey, walked around me with his eyes burning with desire. He stopped behind me and began to kiss my shoulders. One by one, he unbuttoned the few buttons on the skirt of my wedding dress. When they were all open, he placed his hands on my shoulders and, in a subtle, fluid movement, pulled the long ends of the fabric that, tied in a bow, held my dress in place. As he untied the bow at my neck, he made my dress fall down my body and tangle at my feet like a pile of lace and tulle.He hugged me around the waist, pressing my body against his, making me feel his erection against my back, and turned my face to kiss my mouth and without interrupting the kiss, not even for a second, he lifted me up and took me out of the tangle of dress at my feet, placing me back facing the bed. Alessandro walked around

After the most wonderful weekend of my life, we're back at the office. My parents have returned to Campanário, as have Nando's parents, Mel's parents, and Patrício's parents.Alessandro talked to Lygia and hired her full-time, with a much better salary, as she would soon be caring for another child, which made her very happy. He also convinced her to move into our house so she could rent out her little house and earn extra rent, and she wouldn't be so lonely. She liked the idea, but I suspect she liked the idea of spending more time with Jorge even more; the two were always chatting.Pedro would continue at the same daycare, so Alessandro hired a driver. In fact, he stole Patrício's driver, who couldn't say no when he claimed it was for Pedro.My husband introduced me to the security team that would be permanently based at the house, and I really liked Matias. Jorge told Alessandro that he would work hard to contact the employees who had worked with his parents, and that for those who

“Alessandro”I had just joined a video conference with some Chinese partners when I noticed my beautiful wife enter the room and lock the door. My eyes immediately flew to the tray she was carrying, where there was a cup and a plate with the chocolate cake I'd given her earlier. She wasn't going to do that again, was she?My mind flashed back to a few months ago, when, on a very provocative day, Catarina masturbated in front of me while I was on a video conference with those same Chinese partners.She walked in, an innocent smile on her lips, walked over to me, set the tray on the table, and placed a cup of tea next to me. She dropped the napkin and bent down to pick it up, exposing her pert ass to me. She looked sexy, and my cock immediately sprang to life in my pants. That was it, I wasn't paying attention to the whole damn meeting!I decided that this time she wouldn't leave me wanting. As I watched her walk to the other side of the table and pick up the pie plate, I grabbed my pho