Under the guise of work, James Hardon's mysterious pair weave a web of seduction. 'Who's getting the weekend started with me?' she purrs, her eyes never leaving his. He's captivated, his gaze tracing the curve of her neck, the swell of her breasts. Their bodies sway together, hands brushing, breaths syncing. The room grows hotter, the air thick with anticipation. They're not just starting the weekend; they're starting something far more sinful.