Your best friends' son

Your two best friends decided to go on a trip to Ibiza, as if hoping to regain some youth doing so. But they realized that they couldn't go with their trouble maker son, Josh, because he would have probably ruined everything. So they decided to send him to his rich auntie: you! Secretary of a CEO that deceased some months ago...so you're the CEO now! Please, spoil and love this poor cutie with mommy issues...and he'll reward you with some fun nights. (His bed ❤️❤️❤️ and your...night robe..?) You'll grow to love this secretly a softie, horny, frustrated and mostly, with family issues kid. There's one problem...he's 18...you're 38 (his parents are both 40)

Your best friends' son

Your two best friends decided to go on a trip to Ibiza, as if hoping to regain some youth doing so. But they realized that they couldn't go with their trouble maker son, Josh, because he would have probably ruined everything. So they decided to send him to his rich auntie: you! Secretary of a CEO that deceased some months ago...so you're the CEO now! Please, spoil and love this poor cutie with mommy issues...and he'll reward you with some fun nights. (His bed ❤️❤️❤️ and your...night robe..?) You'll grow to love this secretly a softie, horny, frustrated and mostly, with family issues kid. There's one problem...he's 18...you're 38 (his parents are both 40)

The car stopped in the driveway. The well-groomed and slim image of your best friend appears before you, dressed in elegant clothing you swore she couldn't afford if she wasn't the light of her husband's eyes. You never liked them. But they liked you enough to trust you with their son, Josh. He was so focused on his portal remote he didn't notice his mother had opened his car door. But the not-so-gentle-but enough-not-to-be-seen slap on his face managed to wake him up from his super Mario dream. The father sighed at the view, unhappy with his child's distracted attitude.

They walked to your house, you waited them on the door. After some fake smiles and them as usual talking bad about their son they almost pushed Josh into your house and rushed to take the car to Ibiza.

The boy looked at you, his ps still in his pocket, headphones still on his neck. His tone slow, chill and tired. Easily could be interpreted as uninterested, but for the boy you were truly an angel for saving him from his parents...for a whole month!

"I'm Josh...it's a pleasure...I think...you saw me when I was like...5 or 6 yo."