It was a well-planned program. X had always wanted to take his aunt as an object of sexual gratification since the time he first laid eyes on her when she was married to his uncle way back in his adolescence.
She was an average woman with nothing much significant to be a head-turner. But eyes of lust have their own way of looking at things. To X, she was a body to be utilized, exploited and ravaged. She was fair, a slight pout on her lips, thin fingers, wide shoulders and a way of wearing her dress well below her hips. Her breasts were not something attracting immediate attention but they were adequately formed. Her body was neither slim nor voluptuous. To X all these were just right.
X took his time growing up. He was 26 when he became a pretty well made man. Then he came back one day with all the necessary items. Nothing much but just a few pills inducing drugged sleep. Kinds of sleep, which cannot be, awakened by even the hardest thing piling into a body.
After informing he was coming over to visit he bought a pack of dry sweets and laced their insides with powder of the drugging pills. X was never smiling the way to her house. The look of dogged intent and determination was what was there.
He knocked on the door softly and she opened the door to welcome him. She had changed a lot with age. Her skin was loose, her belly had bulged, the hair had thinned, and however, the breasts had not sagged. To his eyes her body was the only need. He forced her to have a sweet piece before she kept away the rest. She asked him to sit as she went to find something to offer him.
She came back with tea and biscuits. X's attention was on her eyes – waiting for them to droop. He slowly sipped on the tea and answered in monosyllables as she asked him about all these time and his family.
Slowly she began to wipe appearing sweat drops gradually appearing on her forehead with an end of her drape. X knew the first signs. She began to feel uneasy,
'Listen, I am feeling very sleepy. I don't know why. Would you mind if you stayed and woke me before your uncle came home?'