Lost and Found Ch. 02

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Jo spent most of the next day cooking the new dishes that she'd added to the café's original menu. She was doing this at home as the chef was using the café kitchen and the whole house smelled amazing!

She kept me usefully employed washing and chopping vegetables, loading the dishwasher and walking Buster who was also enamoured by the cooking smells and kept getting under her feet.

By 3pm all of the preparations were complete and we took everything down to the café and started setting out trays of champagne glasses ready for the opening later. There was a brief panic as the wine merchant hadn't arrived yet but a short and curt phone call by Jo had him on the doorstep in minutes -- he even threw in some free wine as an apology!

We just about had time to run home to shower and change and having promised Jo I'd help out by making sure the guests all had something to eat and drink I thought I'd better look the part; I walked downstairs in a tailored dinner suit, complete with cufflinks and dickie bow and when I found Jo in the kitchen feeding Buster she looked up at me and wolf whistled.

'My god you look hot in that!' and she walked around me in a circle, scrutinising me from every angle and straightening my tie, a big smile on her face.

'You don't look so bad yourself!' Jo was wearing a stunning, red, evening dress that reached almost to the floor. Her back was almost completely bare and there was a daring slit up her right thigh that stopped just low enough to make you long for more.

I tried to run my hand up her stocking clad thigh but she slapped my hand away.

'Please don't start anything now Baby or I'll be late for my own launch party!' she laughed as she kissed me noisily on the lips, leaving her lipstick on my mouth.

We had only just entered the café when the guests started arriving. She had invited all of the local business people, the local press, the mayor and a smattering of local councillors. There was also a board outside of the café inviting anyone that passed by to come in for a free glass of champagne and to sample the food on offer.

The promise of free food and booze had obviously paid off and the space was filling quickly so I didn't actually notice that Jo's parents had arrived until I offered them a fresh glass of champagne from the tray I was carrying.

I had only met them a couple of times and Jo's dad didn't recognise me at all but her Mum did; she laid a hand on my shoulder to stop me as I was about to walk away from them.

'It's Victoria isn't it? Joanna's flatmate from London?' I fucking hated being called Victoria as it wasn't my name! I had been Christened Vicki, so it really pissed me off when people assumed I'd shortened it from Victoria.

Bite your tongue girl; this is not the time to annoy Jo's folks!

'Vicki, yes. You're Jo's parents right? We met a couple of times about 3 or 4 years ago.'

I knew exactly when the 2 times we'd met in the past were but I wasn't going to make a big deal of it, especially as Jo's mum was eyeing up my eminently male attire with a pretty unfriendly look in her eye.

'I didn't realise you two were still in contact.' There was a definite tone of dislike in her voice but as she looked down her nose at everyone who didn't earn a six figure salary -- I tried not to take it personally.

I was aware of a presence behind me and turned to see Jo, grateful that she had come to rescue me.

'I bumped into Vicki on the beach a few weeks ago when she was here on holiday and it was lovely to catch up with her again. Now come with me Mother, there's someone I'd like you to meet.' And with that she steered her parents across the room to introduce them to the mayor, who was bound to impress them a whole lot more than I was!

Dan tapped a fork against a champagne flute, the crystal ringing out across the room and causing a hush. I looked up at Jo and found she was smiling at me like she knew something I didn't. I smiled back and waited to hear the announcement that Dan was making.

'Ladies, gentlemen and local dignitaries -- please gather outside the front door, it's time to unveil the new signage.' And with that everyone shuffled out through the door and stood looking expectantly at the tarpaulin that was covering the café name.

Jo stood under the sign and announced as they'd been so many changes to the café it seemed fitting to have a new name as well. She then came to stand directly behind me and I felt her fingers lace through mine, hidden by the crowd of people, as she signalled to Dan to pull the rope.

The tarpaulin fell away with a swoosh revealing the new name -- JoVial

'Jovial! What lovely name for a café where you want people to enjoy themselves!' was the general chorus. The only dissenting voice came, of course, from Jo's mum.

'You'll have to get the sign writers back -- they've put a capital V in the middle of the word!' she said with horror in her voice; you'd think someone had died by the look on her snobbish face.

'I know Mother, It's deliberate! It was suggested by the designers as a way of having my name ("and yours", she whispered into my ear as she squeezed my hand) as part of the café name, without changing the word too much. It's artistic Mother!'

Fortunately, everyone else seemed to like it so the evil witch (as I'd come to think of Jo's mum) was forced into silence. I on the other hand was astounded that Jo had incorporate me into her café in this way and I wanted so badly to hug and kiss her so much but now wasn't the time.

We were swept apart as the crowd moved back inside and I resumed my role as waiter as Jo schmoozed the local hierarchy with promises of how good the new menu was going to be.

Although we didn't manage to talk much, all through the evening I felt Jo's eyes burning into me and I often caught her looking at me with so much love in her eyes and more than a little lust. At one point as we passed each other we managed to grab a quick word.

'You need to stop looking at me like that you know or the wicked w...., sorry -- I mean your mum will catch on!' but I was smiling as I said it, I loved the looks she was giving me and the promise they held.

'I know but you look so good in that suit I just want to eat you!'

'Hmmmm later Babe, later.' And with that we were parted again as someone quizzed Jo about her recipe for blueberry cheesecake.

By about 10pm people had started to drift away and as is often the case with these things, once a few people leave, everyone else takes it as a sign to go.

Jo, Dan and I were standing chatting when her parents walked up to announce their departure.

'Joanna darling' crooned the witch 'It's been a lovely evening but your Father and I are tired now so we're going back to the hotel to rest.'

I was silently cheering but I managed to keep my face passive.

'I have to say it's a very nice little café if you like that sort of thing.' She kissed the air about an inch away from both of Jo's cheeks and moved aside to let her husband say goodbye.

Jo's dad obviously wasn't quite as stuffy as her mum. He gave her a genuinely big and hearty hug, holding her tightly as he quietly said his farewells.

'Don't mind your mother Jojo; you know how she can be. I think it's a great little place and I know you'll make a huge success of it but you have to promise me, if things go wrong and you need money you come to me first, ok?'

Jo hugged him back and nodded her assent before he was almost forcibly dragged out of the door by her mum.

Dan had volunteered to stay and help clear up and he did a fantastic job of ushering the last few stragglers out of the door, tactfully leaving Jo and I alone for the first time in hours while he cleared the outside tables.

We stood in the middle of the café amongst the chaos of dirty plates and glasses, wondering where to start first, as Jo wrapped her arms around me from behind and kissed the back of my neck.

'You were fantastic tonight Vicki, you did a damn fine job of making sure no one had an empty glass all night -- I think there may be a few sore heads in the morning.'

'Glad to help Babe, the way you were networking I think you're going to be fully booked for months to come!' and I leaned back against her tall frame, wrapping my arms around hers as they encircled my waist.

She turned me around and looked into my eyes, the love she felt for me written all over her face, making me feel so cherished.

'You mean we'll be fully booked. Vicki you own a 30% share in this place.'

'Huh?' I stammered in a most unintelligent manner.

'I was trying to find a way to prove to you that I really meant what I said about making this work and never letting you go again, so I've given you a part of my business. I don't expect you to work here, I know it's not really your cup of tea, but it was the only thing of real value that I had to offer you.'

I knew I had tears rolling down my face but I was unable to remove my hands from Jo's waist to wipe them away. I tried to talk but I was so overwhelmed that all that came out was a croak, so I kissed her instead.

It was a gentle kiss, a loving kiss, a kiss that I hoped would portray all of the emotion that I was finding it impossible to verbalise at that moment, and as Jo wound her fingers into the short hair at my nape and kissed me back, it turned into something truly beautiful.

Jo and I had kissed so many times in the past but never, ever like this. It was as if our entire souls were being shared in that one moment, a true bonding of hearts and spirit that left us both speechless for a long moment when we finally parted to breathe.

'Jo, I don't know what to say!'

'Say that you'll stay with me forever. Say that we'll grow old together. Say that even if times get tough we'll always fight through it together as a team. Just say that you love me Vicki.'

'Oh Jo, I'll always be here with you and I will always love you with all my heart and soul. I'm nothing without you, you complete me and together we're invincible!'

We held each other tightly, clinging onto each other as a drowning man would cling to driftwood, never wanting to let go but eventually Jo pulled back slightly and smiled at me.

'You'll love me with your heart and soul huh?'

'Yep!' I grinned back

'And what about you body, will you love me with that too?'

'Oh yes, especially with my body!'

We kissed again but it was en entirely different kiss to that of moments ago. That kiss held the promise of a long future spent loving and cherishing each other. This kiss held the promise of extremely hot sex in the very immediate future, our tongues dancing together as our hands started to roam. We were interrupted by the tinkling of the bell above the door as Dan burst into the room, his eyes wide with panic.

'Jo! Your Mum forgot her........' but it was too late.

We turned to find Jo's parents standing the other side of the plate glass window watching us. Her Dad just looked somewhat bemused but her Mum! My god, if looks really could kill I would have been a pile of ash on the café floor!

It was as if time itself stood still as we watched the witch's face turn puce as she fumed. We could see her lips moving but couldn't hear what she was saying -- I think we could probably guess though, as the animosity emanating from her body language spoke volumes.

Eventually, Jo moved forward just as her mum shoved the door open and stormed into the room, her husband trailing meekly behind as if unsure of what to do.

'Get out now!' she spat at me 'you too!' as she included Dan in her tirade.

I looked at Jo but she shook her head gently, reaching out for my hand and pulling me into her side. Dan, bless him, came and stood behind both of us, offering an obvious sign of moral support that was very much appreciated.

The witch grabbed my arm and tried to pull me away from Jo but I shook her off and stood my ground.

'Mother, you can say what you like but there's no reason for Vicki and Dan to leave, I have no secrets from either of them so you can say your piece in front of them, if you have to say anything at all.'

'How could you?' she roared 'what is this, some kind of kinky ménage a trios? You were brought up better than this my girl!'

I could feel Jo shaking at my side but her voice was strong, controlled and clear when she answered.

'No Mother. Vicki and I are a couple and she's the love of my life. Thanks to your overbearing and controlling nature I lost her for three years but fate brought us back together; you're not tearing us apart again. Dan is a very good friend who fortunately is a lot less judgemental than you are.'

'You did this!' she hissed at me, her forefinger jabbing into my shoulder as she spoke 'You've turned my daughter against me!'

'No she hasn't Mother. I'm not against you but I won't have you trying to dictate who I am, how I live or who I share my life with. I'm still your daughter. I'm still the same person that I've always been, except that I refuse to lie any more. I'm sorry you found out this way but you had to know at some point. I'm an adult and I'm quite capable of making my own decisions.'

'You stupid bitch! You think you can make a successful business being queer? You're an unnatural aberration, no one will want to know you let alone do business with you!' she was like a cobra spitting venom and Jo recoiled visibly.

I took a step forward but Dan pulled me back, standing in front of Jo and I, his tall frame towering over Jo's mother menacingly.

'Fortunately you're wrong woman. I don't know what archaic era you get your values from but the people around here know and love Jo for who she is and Vicki is a lovely person too. They are very, very much in love and their friends will see this and recognise it for the pure emotion that it is. The only aberration going on here is your outdated opinion that anyone who doesn't conform to your ridiculous standards is in the wrong, when actually it's you that needs to change!'

The witch was dumfounded. She stood still, her eyes smouldering at Dan but momentarily lost for words, her jaw working but no sound coming out.

I had forgotten all about Jo's Dad until I heard his quiet voice.

'I think we should go back to the hotel, don't you?' and he grasped the witches arm and tried to steer her away.

'I'm not going anywhere until we sought this mess out!'

'What mess?' he actually looked slightly smug at standing up to this dragon of a woman, I suspected he didn't do it very often 'As far as I can see our daughter seems perfectly happy. She has good friends, a wonderful new business and has been reunited with the person she loves; what's to sort out?'

She spun around to face him, her anger deflected from us briefly.

'You lily livered excuse for a man! For once in your life stand up for something you believe in and make the girl see sense.'

'I am standing up for what I believe in. I believe that every adult has the right to live their life the way they want to as long as they're not harming anyone else. I also believe in Jo's happiness and until you came storming in here like a rogue elephant she looked very happy indeed. Now either come back to the hotel with me now or take the car keys and drive all the way home on your own; either way leave Jo alone and let her enjoy the rest of her night.'

The witch obviously wasn't used to this treatment and certainly wasn't expecting it from her husband; she looked even more stunned when he elbowed her out of the way and came and stood in front of Jo and I.

'You don't make my life any easier Jojo!' but he was smiling 'I wish you all the luck and happiness in the world my darling.'

After giving Jo a huge hug and a big kiss on her cheek he came and stood in front of me, shaking my hand warmly.

'Nice to meet you Vicki, it's just a shame it was under these circumstances. Look after my baby girl for me.' He kissed my cheek and moved to shake Dan's hand.

'You're a good man Dan, look after them both.'

He then turned to his wife and held out the car keys.

'Do you want these or are you coming to the hotel with me?' and we all stood and watched as the witch stormed out of the café followed by Jo's dad, who sauntered after her with a wave over his shoulder.

There was a huge sigh of relief from all three of us as they walked away and Jo sagged against my shoulder.

'Jesus, that was intense! Ladies, I think I'm going to go home and pour myself a large scotch and go to bed; I wish you both a very good night.'

We both hugged Dan and thanked him for his support and soon enough it was just the two of us once more.

'Oh Babe I'm so sorry that happened and ruined the end of your special evening.' As I held Jo tightly in my arms, her chin resting on my shoulder.

'I'm not, she had to know. It really wouldn't have mattered where, when or how she found out -- the reaction would've been the same. I love my Mum but I don't actually like her very much most of the time, I'm bloody proud of my dad though, I never knew he had it in him!'

'You know this won't be the end of it though; she won't just let this drop.'

'I know Vicki, but at least now it's all out in the open and I don't have to hide anymore. I can deal with the rest when it happens as long as I have your support.'

We decided to leave the rest of the clearing up until the morning and headed back to Jo's house, ambling up the cobbled streets holding hands in comfortable silence.

Exhaustion overtook us almost as soon as we got through the front door, so having let Buster out into the garden we fell into bed, wrapped in each other's arms.

We kissed deeply, our hands gently caressing each other until lust won out over our tiredness. It wasn't the torrid and carnal tryst we'd anticipated earlier but it was a sweet and gentle coming together, laying facing each other and kissing as we fingered each other slowly and deliciously.

There was no hurry or urgency, just tender touches as we wrapped our legs around each other and ground our pussies against the fingers that were buried deep inside, rocking together in a mellow unison that was reassuring in it's loving softness.

The gentle pressure on our clits applied by thumbs or palms bringing us oh so slowly into a state of arousal that seemed so much more intense for the soothing tenderness that brought it about, until finally we lay staring into each others eyes as we came. Not earth shattering, breath defying climaxes but a long, slow, drawn out release that conveyed so much love and happiness that I felt sure that my heart would melt.

We were back at the café early the next morning to meet the chef, Dan and a couple of Jo's friends who had volunteered to help clear up from the night before. Fortunately, with several pairs of hands it was all done by late morning and the café was all ready for its official opening on Monday.

Dan was a sweetie, fussing over Jo and I and making sure we were ok after the debacle with Jo's parents the night before. We invited him to lunch with us but he happily told us that he had a date and took off with a spring in his step.

Once everyone had gone and the dishwashers were finally unloaded, Jo looked into the fridge at all of the leftovers from the launch party.

'It seems a shame for these to go to waste, how about we take them down to the beach and have a picnic?'

'Now that sound like a good plan!'

We gathered up plastic containers containing all sorts of sweet and savoury goodies and headed home to collect Buster.

The day was gloriously warm so we changed into shorts and t-shirt and headed off to Jo's favourite little cove, praying it would be deserted.

We weren't disappointed. Apart from a few gulls the golden sand was empty as we laid out the blankets near some rocks to shelter us from the breeze. Buster insisted that we ran around the beach with him playing ball and Frisbee, which was fine with us. He'd been a bit neglected recently and it was fun to watch the young dog frolicking in the surf but he wore us out after an hour or so and we collapsed back onto the blankets to enjoy the sunshine.

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