Back in the late 90's I was the owner of an entertainment production company in LA. Nothing major, just party bands and occasional event planning. It did however, put me in close proximity to many beautiful and ambitious entertainers, primarily singers and dancers.
As the owner of the company, I shied away from mixing business and pleasure but that did not necessarily apply to the men and women who worked for me. I discouraged "fraternization" between the people who worked for me but 90% of them were 1099 contractors and company HR policies did not really apply to them.
We booked a huge party for a weekend and some of the entertainers I used were based in Vegas and would drive over for the performance. To save on expenses I would usually have as many as six people, men and women, stay at my home in the hills. My home is situated on a fairly large, private lot with privacy fencing as well. The pool and hot tub were always a focal point for socializing after the gigs.
On this particular Saturday night, my wife and I had stayed home, letting my management team handle the event. Sometime after 1:00 am several of the people who had worked the event, arrived at my home, and quietly found their way to their rooms in the back part of the house. My wife and I were having our own little personal party in our bedroom and assumed the others had gone to bed.
The way our home was laid out, our bedroom had sliding glass doors that opened directly on to hot tub deck. When my wife and I had thoroughly fucked each other to a wonderful orgasm, we opened the sliding glass door and hurried, naked, the eight or so feet to the darkened hot tub.
As we quickly slipped into the 104-degree water, we were surprised to find a couple already there. The young woman was, Geneviève, an aerialist from Vegas and her spotter husband, Rolf. They were European and both were very fit and muscular. Geneviève was a stunning 28-year-old blonde with a typical Vegas showgirl figure. I truly do not recall any of the many women I have met over the years in the entertainment industry having the amazing body that she had.
When she entered a room with her sequined high-cut leotard and heels, her blonde hair piled exquisitely on top of her head and amazing showgirl make-up the crowds would literally gasp. The first time I ever saw her in Tahoe, I gasped. Rolf was a unique character as well. He had long dark hair, was very muscular and generally wore black leather pants and a black leather vest with no shirt and amazing tats. The women usually went crazy upon seeing him for the first time as well.
As our eyes adjusted to the dark, my wife and I realized, was Geneviève going down on her husband as he sat on the edge of the tub. They were both nude and we surprised them, apologizing profusely. Geneviève raised her head from Rolf's substantial cock and began laughing as did Rolf. We said we would leave them to their fun but they both insisted we stay and not let the moment be ruined. I looked at my wife who was more focused on Rolf's rather large, veiny cock than she was on me. She finally looked at me and said, 'Sure. Why not.'
As we submerged ourselves in the steamy water, Rolf continued to sit on the edge of the tub while Geneviève sat facing us between her husband's legs. They made no apology and were not the least embarrassed. Once my wife and I had regained our composure we relaxed into the situation.
