Sleeping pills

One night when Allen was making supper for himself, Yan came out from her room. Her smile made his heart flutter. She had gotten so comfortable around him that she did not even have a bra on. Her nipples formed two prominent points on the loose T-shirt she was wearing. Allen pretended not to notice.

"Can't sleep?"

"Yeah... It's been getting worse."

"Must be the stress from college. Relax, I'm sure you'll do just fine. Want a sandwich?"

"Sure! Thanks! You're the best landlord ever!"

He made her a sandwich while making small talk. Moments like these made him wonder if he actually had a shot.

"Oh, by the way, I used to take these pills for sleeping. They made me pass out like nothing else," Allen said when he recalled the medication. He found the bottle and passed it to her. "It's not a prescription or anything, you can try if it works for you."

"Hey, thanks. Sounds exactly like what I need."

Allen was genuinely trying to be helpful. The next day, the girl texted her excitedly how she had slept through the night without stirring once. He did remember the pills working absurdly well, and he stopped taking them when he found out that he had slept through the fire alarm. With him at home, Yan didn't need to worry about that issue.

It took a couple of days for Allen to think of the implications of the ****. As he watched her sleep one night, wearing an oversized T-shirt and panties, a thought struck him.

"I bet she wouldn't even wake up if I went into her room right now."

It was a joke. Allen chuckled at the absurdity of it. Soon, he was considering it seriously. This could actually work.

He tried knocking on her door. She did not even stir. Emboldened, Allen retrieved the master key but found that it wasn't necessary. Yan had neglected to lock her door. Entering the room silently, he couldn't believe he was seeing her in this **** state directly.

He knew not what excuse he could use if she woke up right now. Allen approached her sleeping form, his cock already throbbing with excitement. His reason was being eroded by lust. First he gently touched her smooth thighs. There was no reaction.

If the pills had the same effect on her as they did himself, Allen knew that he could do almost anything to the girl without her waking up. Slowly he grew more bold. His hands wandered across her soft body, exploring all her curves that he had been coveting since the day she moved in yet could only admire through the cameras.

He pulled up her shirt. Yan's big, perky tits were a sight to behold. He squeezed them with both hands. While not the biggest he had touched in absolute size, for a slim woman they were huge. His erection rubbed against her pussy as he enjoyed her upper body. Through all this, Yan's gentle snoring was unwavering.