The Paddle Club: A Fun, Romantic and Erotic Spanking Novel by Susan Kohler Page B

from Santa Jerry. Her lover, Clayton, used a wooden paddle on several women with real severity before he got a whipping from a large, middle-aged woman. Sherry watched as he bent over a rail and the middle-aged woman used a riding crop to give him a long slashing and painful beating. When he had all he could handle, he raised himself up. He pulled up his charcoal gray slacks and traded places with the woman. Using the same crop, he gave the woman a tremendous cutting whipping across her fleshy buttocks. He had just finished when he turned and saw James and Suzanne emerging from the private bedroom. “What’s up you guys? You look suspiciously happy,” he asked, noticing their broad smiles.
    “Let’s go over to the bar, we have some exciting news we’d like to share with you,” James said. They wandered over to a table near the bar, and James got them all some champagne. “Okay, what’s up?” the ever-curious Sherry asked. “What’s this exciting news?”
    “We just decided to get married,” Suzanne answered, her face glowing with joy. “Great! Congratulations to both of you!” Sherry hugged James, and then Suzanne.
    There were hugs and kissed all around. Clay gave Suzanne a friendly, warm hug and kissed her cheek. He topped it off with a friendly but smart slap on the ass. “Careful!” James yelled, almost in a panic. “She’s pregnant.” “As if I haven’t been getting spanked all night long,” Suzanne laughed.
    “But that was before I knew about the baby,” James was chagrined. Sherry and Clayton were still laughing as the other couple walked away.
    Suzanne and James returned to the main part of the party, not really participating in any more spanking games, but visiting with friends and sipping their champagne. They found Jerry and told him their latest news. “Hey, that’s not fair!” Jerry hugged her. “I saw you first.” “Yeah, but you already have a beautiful wife,” James reminded him, “and a long happy marriage.”
    “Jerry, we want to go home, in fact we have a cab waiting outside. Will you tell Edna for us? And give her our love?” Suzanne asked him.
    “I sure will, Lass. Congratulations.” The older man kissed her cheek. “Goodnight,” Suzanne said as they left.
    Jerry remembered back to when he and his wife Edna were expecting their first child. They had seven children now, and four grandkids. Jerry went over to her. She was sitting in a corner talking to one of the other women in the club. Edna was an attractive lady, plump and gray-haired, with a wise, sweet face, and gentle brown eyes. She had on a plain cranberry knit dress that managed to show off her still beautiful figure. To look at her, a stranger would never believe that she had been spanked fairly harshly by at least three different men at the party, or that she had used a whip with a great deal of vigor on a young stud of about twenty-three. She looked up and saw the grin on her husband’s face.
    “Let’s go home, dear.” He smiled at her with love in his eyes. “I want to be alone with you.” “It’s about time, Mr. Claus; I have a list of things I want from Santa.” She kissed him. “It’s a very long list.” She took his arm and they walked to the door.
    “Santa will try to give you everything you want,” he said, sliding his hand down to pat her affectionately on her ass as they were walking to their car. “And he’s got a surprise to tell you about when we get home.”
    “You mean the surprise about Suzanne and James deciding to get married?” she said. “Even from across the room, I could tell what all that hugging and kissing was about.” Jerry opened the car door. “Spoilsport.”
    “Does she already know that she’s pregnant? Or didn’t she say?” Edna asked.
    “She knows,” Jerry said, kissing her before helping her into the car. “How did you know?”
    “Jerry, the girl’s got that glow. I guessed it two weeks ago.” She watched him walk around and get into the car.