Sam Meets Johnny

This was finally the year Ella got her dream holiday across the pond!  Healthy and happy. A whole week with Ami and Dan in their beautiful village.  Dear friends in so many ways.  A whole week in London.  We traveled all around the city by Tube, double decker buses, black cabs, and our tired feet most of all.  Then over the channel for a week in Normandy.  Four full days with a guide who was fabulous.  His stories and the sights we saw made all the D-Day history we have read come alive.

Pointe de Hoc

Of course, one of the highlights of the time in London was a girls' lunch with the English "contingent" as I like to think of them.  I found a nice pub near a Tube station, and we even had a small function room with a bit of privacy and quiet to talk.  Rosie and Ronnie were there.  Jan couldn't come (getting ready for a wedding,) but Ami came on the train with Dan.  Sam was delighted to have some male company for the afternoon.

  

When everyone had something to drink, out came the gifts.  It seems most of us have run out of spanky gift ideas, but everybody who came had lovely little things chosen with love.  Ronnie wasn't done, however.  Out came a lightweight flat package for me.  When I picked it up, I could feel the shape, and I gave a knowing look to Ronnie.  Yep, I was right.  It was a Loopy Johnny. 

I had seen pictures of one before but never held one, that's for sure.  Intimidating.  Did I catch a little smile on Ronnie's face?  It had a leather handle and intertwined cane loops.  Not very long at all, but it had a rather wicked aura.


When Sam and I returned to our hotel that evening, I laid out the gifts on the bed.  It took Sam all of 10 seconds to spot what was to be the newest addition to the toy box at home.

"What's this?" he asked, picking it up.

"It's called a Loopy Johnny," I answered.

He whacked it across his palm.

"Wow," was all he said.

The next morning we were up early.  Sam had several meetings with a brokerage in The City financial district, and I was off for a day on my own that included Liberty of London and the Tate Britain.  While I was choosing something to wear, Sam sat on the edge of the bed and motioned me to come over his lap.

"I want to try this, Ells," he smiled.

I thought the smile was a good sign.  Sam got me all arranged and gave a few tentative swats.  I appreciated his temerity.  But then he seemed to gain his confidence.

"It's quiet,"  he said.  

Sam doesn't usually spank at hotels, but the swats suddenly had a little more swing behind them.  When he was satisfied with the color of my bottom, he set it aside and began to explore down there with his fingers.


"Oh, my," I said a little breathlessly.

"Get the lube," was all he said.


As I rummaged in among the toiletries for the Astroglide, I thought this was going to be very special.  After all, we had never had a threesome before.

                                      Sam, Ella, and Johnny

                               Our First..... Ménage á Trois

                             Thanks, Ronnie!