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

James kissed her. “After you get some rest.”
    James’ father walked over to Suzanne and took her hand. “I want you to know, Suzanne, that if you ever have a son, I expect you to name him after your father. He missed a lot by not seeing the fine woman you’ve become; he deserves that tribute at least.”
    “He would have loved James and you too,” Suzanne mumbled sleepily. “Hey you guys, Suzanne’s tired. I thought you were going out to brunch,” James said.
    “We decided we couldn’t wait,” Edna said. “But we have already stayed too long, and Suzanne needs her rest.”
    Frank kissed Suzanne’s forehead and left the room. One at a time, the new grandmothers and their friends came in and hugged and kissed Suzanne. They hugged James too, but gave most of their attention to the two small baby girls. They all kept their visits very short. James’ parents insisted he join them for brunch and let Suzanne rest. Seeing Suzanne’s drowsy nod, he went along.
Chapter Eleven A Nosy Neighbor Gets Hers
    James and Suzanne missed the next Paddle Club party which was held shortly after the birth of the twins, but by the following month they were ready to go. Suzanne felt a little uncomfortable because she hadn’t gotten her shape back to where she wanted it, but James assured her that her natural beauty had very little to do with her figure, and he was right. Besides he believed that it took a real pig of a man to belittle a woman about the changes in her body when she had given him a baby or in Suzanne’s case, twins.
    Suzanne picked up Sherry and Clay on the way to the party. James was tied up at work; he would meet her there later. Sherry was now about six months pregnant and beginning to feel large and clumsy. However, she looked cool and comfortable in a floral print maternity jumper.
    When they pulled into the familiar driveway, there was a woman standing on the steps of the clubhouse that neither Sherry nor Suzanne knew. She seemed hesitant and a little hostile. She acted as if she wanted to knock on the door but was too shy or afraid. She was dressed in a black dress with white flowers printed on it and a white linen blazer. Her brown hair was short and looked as if it had been styled by a top-notch hairdresser. Both her make-up and jewelry were impeccable yet still understated. She looked as if she was dressed for a business meeting, but her attitude didn’t fit with her appearance. As Suzanne and Sherry walked up the steps, she introduced herself, “Hi, I’m Carol Dupree, and I live in the neighborhood,” she began.
    Suzanne wondered what she meant by that because the nearest house to the clubhouse was almost a half-mile away, but she greeted the woman. “I’m Suzanne and this is Sherry. We haven’t seen you here before. What brings you out to our club?” “Well,” Carol hesitated, “I live in the new subdivision, Pinecrest Homes. I’ve only lived here a short time but I’ve heard rumors that this is some kind of a weird sex club and frankly, I’m concerned about it because I have kids. I thought I’d check it out and find out the truth before I tried taking any action to get the club closed down. I want to be fair.”
    “Well Carol, let’s sit on the porch and talk about this,” Suzanne replied calmly. Her naturally regal and serene attitude gave her an edge over the other woman. “I really do appreciate your approaching us openly before trying any other actions. Although you do realize that we are outside the city limits, don’t you? In fact, we’re in another county from your house.”
    She and Sherry sat down in some of the comfortable chairs on the porch. When Carol joined them, Suzanne decided to play hostess and asked, “Can I get you something to drink?”
    “I don’t drink liquor,” Carol said pointedly, looking at Sherry’s obvious pregnancy.
    “Why do you assume we meant alcohol?” Sherry asked quietly, her usual humor suppressed. “I mean yes, we do have a bar and a