Like a Dream

That day, as usual, I watched two episodes of a boring TV series before bed. After lying down,
I felt a heavy head and a heavy, groggy feeling. In my hazy state, I felt like I was dreaming. Although it was a dream, it was
n't entirely ; it felt like I could talk to myself and influence the plot. I dreamt that I
went to a karaoke bar with some clients. The bright lights and decadent atmosphere were all too normal.
The clients I was with were people I had worked with before, people I should know quite well, but in the dream, I couldn't quite place them all. I just had a feeling
they were all fair-weather friends, and we were there just to have fun.
We were sitting on the sofa in the karaoke room, chatting enthusiastically. "Call some girls! Call some girls…
!"
I shouted excitedly, feeling like I was the one who organized this event, and it was my responsibility to find girls to have fun.
"Yes…"
"Haha, let's have some fun…"
My suggestion to find girls instantly ignited the atmosphere, and everyone got excited.
I ordered service, and then the old woman led a group of girls in, but in the dream, their faces
were blurry, even a little ugly.
"What the hell is this?" I yelled, "Hey lady, I came here to have fun today, how can you be so shameless
..." The music was loud, so I could only shout, which felt great...
The old woman smiled seductively, "I can't help it, hehe..."
"Forget it, I didn't expect any good stuff here anyway." I don't usually use such vulgar language, but
it felt natural in the dream. "Besides the room fee, here's another thousand for you, so these beauties can get lost,"
I said impatiently, smoking a cigarette and waving them away.
"What the hell is this? Even sows are working as prostitutes, the stuff from hair salons..." The old woman and the girls left
, but I was still complaining bitterly.
"Forget it, let's drink, let's drink..." Someone patted my shoulder, the language of this kind of entertainment venue was quite
familiar .
"No! I won't drink if it's not fun, it's not right not to have fun today!" I said stubbornly. "Tell me
the truth, is my wife pretty?" I asked, pointing to the blurry faces sitting on the sofa. I was incredibly
excited , like I'd had a few drinks, but I wasn't drunk at all. "Of course..."
"Nonsense..." A chorus of agreement rose and fell...
"You all think she's pretty, right? Then I'll call her over to play with us." I was even more excited. I picked up my phone
and made a call .
"What's up?" The voice on the other end was gentle; it was my wife's most familiar voice.
"Come over and play, hurry! I'm at xx!" I felt a little thirsty with nervousness.
"Playing that again? Oh, okay, I'm coming." My wife's voice was still sweet. Everything in the dream
felt so perfectly in sync, as if I had orchestrated it all…
“Almost there, almost there, in about ten minutes,” I said arrogantly to the group after hanging up the phone. I
felt no anger, just a thrill and a sense of certainty… It felt really strange. “Those girls were too ugly,
I wouldn’t take them even if they were given to me…” I even gesticulated wildly as I explained my decision. “You’ve all
met right?…”
“Yes, yes,” came the agreement. “Really? Heh.” In the dream, it was as if I was in control of everything. “I’ll let
you , haha.” I laughed triumphantly and unrestrainedly in the dream…
Just then, someone knocked on the door. The waiter opened it and stepped aside to let someone in—it was my wife. She was wearing her
usual chiffon dress, a delicate handbag, and high heels,
much like she always looked when we went out.
My wife smiled and peeked in, then turned and nodded to the waiter after confirming it was us, before closing the door behind her.
“Come over here,” I said, sitting on the sofa and gesturing to her.
"Why did you call me over?" my wife said, laughing as she walked over. "Just come over here,"
I continued beckoning to her, pretending I had something to say. My wife approached me, bent down, and I leaned over to
whisper in her ear, "Go and introduce yourself to them." As I spoke, I reached out and
gently pulled the straps of my wife's dress to the sides, pulling the upper part of the dress down. My wife wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were exposed
, which seemed perfectly normal in this dream.
"Go," I patted her, and she stood up, turning back with a cute, slightly annoyed expression before
gracefully walking towards them. My wife pulled her hands out of the straps of her dress, her upper body bare, and shook hands
with each of them, politely saying, "Nice to meet you..." "Nice to meet you..."
...swaying with her movements...it was absurd, as if it had turned into a business dinner...
"
You guys chat for a bit, I'm going to the restroom," I said, feeling a bit constipated, as I stood
up .
"Oh, okay," my wife replied, turning her head. Then, quite naturally, she sat on one of the men's
laps. The others became more active, some touching her, others trying to pull off her skirt.
I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I got up to go to the bathroom. As I closed the door, I vaguely saw that my wife's dress
had been completely removed, and she was lying naked on the laps of several men, laughing and
chatting .
At that moment, I felt a heat in my groin, and I instantly became much more awake. I opened my eyes; it was dark and quiet around me,
completely unlike the noise and chaos of my dream. I lifted the covers, and my body was covered in something warm and sticky…
I
had a wet dream…
I got up, went to the bathroom to wash myself clean, and changed my clothes. I tried to calm myself down, but I
couldn't shake the absurd image from my mind. Even after the wet dream, it
stubbornly remained erect, as if declaring war. But my body was very tired.
I crawled back down, my mind a jumble of thoughts. I kept seeing snippets of the whole thing...
chat logs... photos... videos...
No... I'm going crazy...
I have to talk to her!!!...

[The End]

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