poolsidespanking

copyright (1998) by paris annette morreau

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Danny swallowed the last bite of his sandwich, the gulped
the last of his lemonade and raced for the pool.

     "Not yet, baby," Kelly, his pretty stepmother, called after
him. "You just finished lunch. You'll have to wait awhile."
Kelly reclined on a chaise longue, wearing a brilliant white
string bikini with a flimsy piece of gathered white gossamer
attached to the waist that draped over, and clung to, her full
and shapely bottom.

     Danny's stepsister, Heather, and her friends, Jana and
Lacey, lounged by the pool. Heather, in an electric blue, and
very tiny, string bikini with most of her full bottom showing;
Her friends similarly outfitted in pink and purple.

     "I want to go in now," Danny insisted. Danny, wearing red
Speedos, stood a few feet from the pool.

     "No, darling, wait. I don't want you to get cramps."

     "I won't," Danny argued. Had his father been there,
instead of out of town, there would be no question, no argument.
Danny would have waited until the following afternoon before
going into the pool if his father had told him to. But, Kelly,
well, she was so sweet and pretty and affectionate. Always
hugging him and kissing him. She was no threat at all.

     "Yes, you will. Now you'll just have to wait awhile," Kelly
insisted.

     "I'll be okay," Danny called out and turned toward the pool.

     "Danny, come here," Kelly called.

     Danny turned to look at his stepmother. Even though she was
wearing sunglasses, he could tell she was serious. She didn't
have to shout; in fact, she never did. But there was never any
doubt when she meant what she said. He walked toward her.

     Kelly looked at her girlfriends and shook her head. "He's
usually so well behaved."

     When Danny was standing next to Kelly, who was still
reclining on the chaise longue, she reached up and turned him
over her knees and leaned back again.

     "Didn't you hear me?" Kelly asked. "I told you that you
could not go into the pool yet, Danny," Kelly said as she pulled
his little Speedos down, uncovering his pure white and round
little bottom. "You must learn to obey me, darling," Kelly
scolded calmly as she began to lightly spank the soft creamy
chubs.

     Heather shrieked. "Look! Danny's getting spanked! Look at
his little bottom!"

     Her friends jumped up to look and laugh, one of them
commenting on the "cottontail" white of his bottom, the other
remarking about how cute his little chubs were.

     Kelly's friends chuckled quietly at the teens' outburst.
"His little bottom is adorable," one of them commented. "Spank
him once for me, Kelly," Another friend suggested.

     Danny burst into tears and began to frantically kick his
legs.

     "Kelly, noooo! Doooooon't."

     "Are you going to be a good boy, Danny, or do I have to
spank you hard?" Kelly asked, lying back, relaxed, as she lazily
spanked one pudgy chub, then the other.

     "I'll be good!" Danny promised.

     "Oh come on, Kelly, give him a few good, hard spanks," one
of her friends ordered. "Just to make sure he understands who's
in charge here."

     Kelly laughed lightly and smacked Danny's chubby cheeks a
little harder. She spanked each side at the top of his thighs.
She spanked in the middle, slapping both little cheeks at once.

     "Owwww! Mommyyyy!" Danny sobbed, more from heartbreak than
pain.

     Danny calling her "Mommy" always struck Kelly right in the
center of her heart. Still, she stung each fleshy chub with
several more fresh spanks.

     "Okay. Danny? Are you going to be a good boy now?" Kelly
asked, her hand resting on his reddened chubs.

     "Yes," Danny promised, crying.

     Kelly pulled up his Speedos and told him to stand up. When
Danny was standing, Kelly adjusted his swim suit until he was
completely covered again. She opened her arms to him and brought
him into the chaise longue with her, her arms around him. She
held him to her, rocking him back and forth and stroking his
bottom while he cried. She continued to hold him until she
decided it was safe for him to back into the pool. She kissed
the top of his head and patted his bottom. It would be a long
time, she thought hugging her little boy to her, before she would
let him back into the water.

     "Oh brother," Heather said disgustedly. Her friends raised
their eyebrows and looked at each other silently.

     Kelly's friends smiled with perfect understanding.

7/20/98