"Let's Get Her Rat Assed ! "

Simon and Stew were 20 year old coders working for Debbi in their first job. They shared a small rented flat close to the office. Simon watched Debbi circulating awkwardly with her paper plate of sausage, coleslaw and roast potato. Trying to balance her plate and eat made it impossible to have any control over her skimpy t-shirt, which kept on riding up, with the result that her bum and pussy were more or less on permanent display, much to the amusement of the women and the delight of the men ! "It doesn't look like Jeff's having any luck with getting hold of Carol" said Simon. "Her phone probably needs recharging" agreed Stew. "Look, how about we volunteer to put Debbi up for the night on our couch, so she can relax now and get her keys in the morning ?" suggested Simon. "Sounds like a plan. But go through Jeff, it'll be more convincing if he backs the idea and presents us as knights in shining armour !" laughed Stew.

It so happened that Jeff was eager to get home to Audrey and the kids but was being delayed by his sense of responsibility for sorting out Debbi's problem. He was only too ready to jump on this solution and presented it to Debbi as a fait accompli. "Don't worry about being on time for work tomorrow Deb. The guys will see Carol in the office and get your keys back to you in the morning. and then one of them will run you back here to your car and you can take your time to sort yourself out. " "Er, thanks, Jeff, er I guess" said Debbi dubiously, not altogether happy with the idea but not wanting to give the impression that she might doubt the boys gentlemanly motives. She had to show trust in her team on a team building exercise after all !

Jeff swiftly departed and Simon guided Debbi back to the party standing around the barbecue. She felt even more out of place in just her t-shirt now that everyone else was dressed normally again in their office clothes. "Come on Deb" encouraged Simon. "You're not driving tonight now, so have a drink and drown your sorrows." Debbi offered a weak smile and accepted the proferred can. Simon pulled Stew to one side. "I've got some gear here to spike her drink with. Let's get her rat assed, there's no knowing what she'll do. This evening can get better yet !"