As she sleeps from the pills

Joe and Clare rushed into their bedroom and waited in anticipation. They felt nervous as teenagers, as they waited for the pills they had slipped into Helen's drink to take effect. After an hour, the two quietly moved out of their bedroom, pausing before the door of the guest bedroom.

They both looked at the door, then at each other. Now was the moment of truth. Joe had carefully oiled the door hinges in advance. The hewing in the house was turned up, both to encourage Helen to drink and hopefully to dress lightly for bed. However, the though of walking in on Helen if their plan had failed kept the couple nervously paused.

Finally, Clair eased the door gently open. It moved soundlessly. She slipped inside, into the darkened room, and softly called out to her sister. Hearing no response, she called out more loudly. Still nothing. Clair's hand hovered over the light switch before finally flicking it.

Their plans had worked seamlessly, as they observed not only that Helen was in bed, deep in slumber, but that she had thrown back the covers revealing her large breasts covered only by a loose t-shirt.

Joe joined his wife in the room, before they moved closer. Only a few inches from Helen, the two drank in the sleeping figure and felt their lust overtake them.