A solo business trip to Tokyo, and the nights are honestly unbearably lonely. After work I was lying on the hotel bed scrolling on my phone, complaining to a friend that I had no idea how to kill time. Half joking, he fired back: Go to a soap bath~ guaranteed you won't forget it!! I was tempted but also scared. I'd only ever dared to read other people's horror stories, never had the guts to take that step myself. Out of boredom, I searched online and somehow ended up clicking into a page called "Sake Tokyo Osaka Business Trip." I'd only swiped through a few photos when my phone suddenly slipped from my hand and whacked me hard on the forehead—my vision went black and I passed out cold. In a daze, I fell into the most vivid dream. In the dream I actually added the contact. The photos they sent already had my blood pumping, and when I showed up half-doubting, the door opened and I froze—she was far prettier than the photos. Her skin glowed white, her manner gentle with a hint of allure, and one soft curve of her smile made my whole head buzz. I brought her back to my little place. Only a warm yellow lamp was on in the room, and her scent slowly wound around me like vines. I couldn't hold back anymore—I pressed her onto the bed and we began this fiery bliss. Her responsiveness was astonishing, her voice soft and sweet, her skin smooth as fine silk. Every collision was addictive, especially in the final sprint, when she suddenly held me tight and murmured in my ear in a tone that could melt anyone... I completely lost control, sped up, and charged toward the peak. She trembled and said she was about to come, and I released completely with her, reaching the clouds together at the deepest point. Afterward I held her in lingering warmth, breathing in the scent of her hair, so satisfied I didn't want to move. And then—my phone ringtone suddenly blared, yanking me brutally out of the dream. My forehead still throbbed faintly, the sheets were spotless, and I was lying alone on the hotel bed. Everything just now had been nothing but an extremely realistic wet dream. I lay there staring at the ceiling and couldn't help letting out a long sigh. "Ugh... next time I'm in Japan on business, I really am going to try it."
I opened my phone and searched that name once again: Sake Tokyo Osaka Business Trip.
This dream was too real and too out of line.
Any brothers out there had an adventure like this?
Before you take things further, first confirm that the other party has a valid business license and a reliable, fixed way to get in touch—don't just show up for a meeting based on an account alone.