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"All right, this isn't a porno," Josh said. "I'm sure you have other deliveries to make."

"Yeah, I do," he admitted regretfully.

"Feel free to grab my sister's ass on your way out," Josh said. "She really likes that."

"Yeah, I do," Jemma confirmed, turning her backside to the young man and flipping up her pleated navy skirt to reveal the red thong that matched the halter top she had borrowed from her mother.

The courier took a generous two-handed squeeze of Jemma's ass and then was on his way.

"That was fun!" Angie exclaimed, drawing their attention back to her.

A glossy black waterfall tumbled down over the mountains that were her new funbags.

"Very fun indeed!" Josh agreed. "You are going to do great as a substitute receptionist, Angie. People are going to walk in, see your funbags, and say 'What a fun brokerage firm!'"

"That's just what I want!" Angie exclaimed.

"But you really are going to need some new outfits," Josh said. "Clothes that let everyone know how fun you are and how fun your funbags are."

"I'll go shopping after work!" Angie promised.

"Well, we can't really have you topless all day," Josh said. "Maybe tomorrow for Casual Friday, once I've explained things to everyone here, but for now..."

Josh retrieved Angie's white silk blouse from where she had discarded it, held it out by the sleaves and twirled it about to make a rope.

"Hold your hands above your head, Angie," Josh instructed. "Jemma, gather up her hair and hold it back and to the side."

They did as they were told. Josh stepped behind her and slipped thd sleeves forward.

"Mom, tie up Angie's funbags with this until she can get something that will fit them," he said.

"Of course, Baby," Ronnie complied.

Josh went around front to assess the job. The oddly boyant funbags were secured, nipples hidden. It wasn't decent by most definitions, but it wasn't indecent by the legal definition.

"Is it fun?" Angie asked hopefully.

"Very fun!" Josh confirmed, and that was all that mattered to Angie.

He had her put her blazer back on and draped her hair over her funbags for an added measure of 'street legal'. Then he explained where he wanted her to go, a boutique downtown that catered to strippers. She should buy several outfits, the more fun the better, and put them on her credit card. She didn't need to worry about upsetting her husband. Josh could explain it to him, and how much fun Angie could be at home if he let her.

"Wear the funnest outfit you buy back to the office," he encouraged. "Jemma can take over as substitute receptionist while Mom introduces me to people. And if any Human Resources issues come up while you're gone, I'll handle it. I'm really good at motivating people and getting them on board with things."

"Yes, you are!" the busty HR specialist agreed, then scurried off to go shopping.

Jemma took her place at the reception desk, adjusting her tits to make sure they were the first thing any visitor would see. Josh winked at her approvingly.

"OK, Mom," he said. "Who do I need to talk to next?"