Stripper in a kilt!

I can’t remember the first stripper I ever saw but I’d like to tell you about one I saw last year. He was a strip-o-gram who came to a local pub for a girl’s birthday.  I didn’t know her and wasn’t in her group.  I was with my mates at another part of the pub.

We heard a rumour being secretly passed around that a male stripper was going to be arriving soon!  Eager to find out if it was true I went up to the bar and asked the staff.  He said yes and pointed to another table where the group who had booked him were sitting.  Their friend, whose birthday it was, hadn’t a clue!  I grinned all the way back to the girls and gave them the good news.  We’ve been in pubs before and been told a stripper was coming just to wind us up! We quickly ordered another round and sat, eyes fixed on the door and checking every man that walked in to see if he was stripper-material! We’d waited a good hour and forgot all about it when we heard a few cheers from near the door and a man, dressed in a kilt, asking for the birthday girl and being shown the way to the right table. A couple of my friends gave out loud wolf whistles!  It was amazing how suddenly so many women appeared! He He!  Some leaving their boyfriends at the bar or at their table so they could go and have an ogle! He sat on her lap and gave her a kiss saying he was here to wish her a happy birthday.  He stood up and pulled open his jacket and pulled it off. He was fit!  We all cheered when we saw his body so he then bent over and lifted his kilt so we could see what was under it, but she couldn’t.  He was naked!  But she didn’t know that.

He placed the kilt over her head then shook his body! Now she knew!When she came out from underneath her face was bright red and she couldn’t stop laughing! If any of my friends are reading this, I want a stripper in a kilt for my next birthday! Not that I haven’t already hinted enough to them already!

(Rebecca – London)