A plot twist

As I waited for her to enter my room, a notification popped up in my phone.

"Hey, any update on the file you've been working on?"

Damn. Even in a porno, my office life bleeds in. The scene transitions into my office. I stared into the camera, not realising my clothes changed. As it dissolve into the background, I could hear Jay snapping his fingers in front of me. "Hello, anyone there? Houston, we have a problem..." He smiled and pointed to my supervisor's cabin. "Boss wants to see you. Don't forget the files..."

I grabbed whatever files were on my table and started running. Jacob probably doesn't even have anything to say to me. He wants to throw words at me, while his mail-order wife his daddy got him staying behind the chair, massaging his shoulders, doing whatever he orders next.

As I opened the door, I saw his smile widen."Ah, just the guy I want to see...". I looked at him. He's a pale white man in his 40s, wearing a faded navy polo shirt,the knit collar slightly curled at the tips,tucked tightly into a pair of wrinkle-resistant khaki chinos.

His wife was panicking on what he's about to do. She is a petite East Asian woman in her mid-20s with a slender, delicate frame: soft shoulders, a narrow waist, small high breasts, and smooth pale-golden skin. Her face is gentle and pretty;large dark eyes with no heavy makeup, a straight nose, and soft full lips without color. Long straight black hair falls loosely past her shoulders in a natural, slightly parted style that frames her face softly.She wears a modest blush-pink lightweight chiffon blouse with a high rounded neckline, buttons fastened nearly to the top, and neat three-quarter sleeves. The thin fabric only subtly hints at the outline of a simple soft-cup bra underneath. Below it is a knee-length A-line skirt in the same soft pink with a delicate floral print; the hem falls just below the knee and flares gently. On her feet are low-heeled neutral beige pumps. A thin gold necklace and small stud earrings are her only jewelry.Her hands on Jacob's shoulder, almost like she's holding him from jumping out at me.

Overwhelmed by everything, I shouted "Cut". I walked out of the cabin, I saw the camera crew again, looking confused on what happened. My assistant catwalked to me, in her microskirt and tight shirt. The script was open with the cabin as the location. I scratched everything and wrote my own version over it. Once I was content with my creation, I shouted at the top of my lungs."Aaaaand, action...".