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My thanks, in advance, to a pixies regular who provided me with a lot of ideas for this tale.

"Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to Debbie
Happy Birthday to Youuuuuuu"

The raucous voices rang out over the general hubbub of the bar. Sat in the booth were a motley collection of ladies who had become friends through attending night classes at college, and each one was here tonight to help Debbie celebrate her birthday. On the table in front of them were partially drunk bottles of champagne, cocktail glasses and torn wrapping paper. Debbie's birthday gifts were being passed around the table, the bullwhip and a vibrator were the cause of many lewd comments and much hilarity. The venue for the party was a Country & Western theme bar where the waiters all wore full cowboy regalia, from stetsons right down to spurs. One of the waiters was approaching the table carrying a cake on top of which were 3 candles burning brightly. As he reached the table one of the group called out
"Blow them out and make a wish".

Debbie stood up and leant forward, the heavy fall of her breasts in the low cut blouse produced a cleavage that, for as long as she could remember, men had wanted to dive into. Taking a deep breath and then exhaling, the flames flickered momentarily and then extinguished. Before she could sit down a booming rhythmic beat started up in the bar, she recognised the tune by Joan Jett as "I Love Rock 'n' Roll". Then she noticed that the waiter was now grinning and grinding his pelvis in time with the music. She also noticed that the rest of her group were cheering and whooping. Debbie looked across the booth and saw Tina, with a huge grin on her face, mouth the words "Happy Birthday".

The waiter/stripper held out his hand to Debbie and pulled her from her seat before guiding her to sit on the edge of the table. With the pounding beat, the cheering girls and the effects of the already consumed champagne Debbie was starting to feel a little light headed. The stripper pushed her knees apart and began gyrating his hips up and down her legs, running his fingers up her calf, past her knee and under her skirt before removing them again. His hands went up to the collar of his checked shirt and slowly pulled apart, the first popper gave way, then the next, followed by a third. Debbie could see his chest, tanned well defined muscles rippled as he moved. The fourth and fifth poppers gave way almost simultaneously revealing his sculpted abdomen, his torso smooth and glistening with a light film of oil. Coincidental with a downbeat he shook off his shirt and taking Debbie's hand rubbed it across his bare chest. At first she was more than a little self-conscious but buoyed by the calls of encouragement Debbie made the most of the opportunity caressing the muscular frame dancing in front of her.

Disappointingly her birthday present moved away, however he only went as far as the cake, taking a large handful he smeared the creamy confection across his chest then turned back to her. She watched as he 'bumped' close to her, parts of cake falling to the floor, other stickier bits clinging to his body. When he came back in front of her he reached forward placing a hand either side of her head, then he pulled her face towards him. She felt his muscles against her forehead and smelt his aroma, cologne and cake mixing in her nostrils, she flicked out her tongue tasting the cream cake topping mingling with his body oil. Loud cheers filled her ears as she became bolder and lapped a large blob of cream off a hard light brown nipple, she could hear Suzy urging her to move downwards. She slowly licked along a rib dropping her head gradually until as she reached his navel he snatched his body away from her. As she looked up she saw his green eyes twinkle before another handful of cake was dispensed. This time it landed in her semi-exposed cleavage, the cake was quickly followed by the stripper's head, she could feel him pressing into her bosom, tongue lapping at the cake, his hands cupping her full breasts pushing them up, his thumbs brushing across her nipples teasing them to erection. She could feel his hot breath on her skin and his warm hands massaging her soft flesh. Suddenly he stopped and stood up, turning with his back to her he started to sway back and forth. Slowing down he bent forward at the waist, she could see his hands push back between his legs and grab the back of his denim jeans. Swiftly he stood upright, the sound of velcro tearing coincided with the jeans disappearing off his legs and carving an arc through the air, landing in a heap a few feet away. Debbie was now facing a smooth firm ass in a pair of leather chaps, a thin line of material indicated he was also wearing a thong. From the look on Tina's face Debbie knew that the view from the front must be just as good. Although she hadn't thought the noise could get any louder, as the stripper gradually swivelled back to face her each lady in the group caught a glimpse of the bulging thong, and the decibel level went through the roof.