Clarisse's Ambiguous Dream
 
Once again it had been a eventful week for Clarisse and Joseph.  It had been much more hectic in the palace than Clarisse would have wished.  Now, the former queen longed for a less hectic weekend which she wanted to spent only with her husband.  It was rather late on the Friday when both made their way up to their suite.  Joe couldn't help but notice that his beautiful Clarisse looked a bit more tired on this day than he did himself.  While walking, he suddenly said with bit smugness in his voice, "My darling, I think you could use a relaxing bath and then I'll put you to bed."
 
"Joseph, if you weren't my husband, I would find your last remark  more than tactless." Clarisse giggled.
 
"Which remark, my love?  The one about the tub or putting you to bed myself?" Joseph asked with much more smugness in his voice now than the first time.
 
"Oh, you!  You know perfectly well which words of yours I mean." She was bit worried that maybe Shades in the security room was watching them and had heard Joseph's words.
 
"My darling, don't worry, I've made sure that the security cameras in this section are all turned off for a while."
 
Finally they reached their suite, Joe opened the door and both stepped in. The moment they were inside, he closed it behind them and locked it. "Now, my love, shall I make the bath ready for you?"
 
"Mhm, excellent idea, my love. An relaxing bath will do me good before I go to bed."
 
Joseph made his way into the bathroom and turned on the water to fill the tub. While the water ran in, Joseph undressed himself because he had the intention relaxing together with his beautiful queen in the tub. It didn't take long, then Joe called for Clarisse. "My darling, your bath is ready!"
 
When Clarisse finally stepped in to the bathroom, she couldn't believe her eyes when seeing her husband already sitting in the tub. "Mhm, I thought I should take the relaxing bath. What are you doing in there?"
 
"Well, my sweetheart, the tub is big enough for the both of us and I thought we should relax together in here before going to bed."
 
"Mhm, amusing thought." Clarisse giggled while undressing herself.
 
Joseph watched her. "Lovely sight you are, my dear."
 
Finally Clarisse joined her husband in the tub. "Very relaxing, my love." Both sat opposite each other. Suddenly she yelled. "Joseph, get your right foot away from there!"

He followed her request if a little reluctantly.  An half hour later both lay entwined in each other's arms in their bed and had fallen asleep immediately.
 * * * * * * * *
Clarisse was dreaming. Countess Charlotte was searching for her dear friend Princess Clarisse because she hadn't seen her in three days.  After that annoying event on Prince Joseph's twenty- fourth birthday, her friend had very furiously left that party.  Prince Charming had offended Clarisse terribly once again. Charlotte had been so outraged over the harsh manner of the prince that she had slapped him and then hurried after her friend.   Joseph's face had been priceless and the other birthday guests had been quite shocked by the countess' gaffe.
 
Finally Charlotte found the princess down the beach, sitting on a rock, buried her face into her hands. It was very obvious she was crying. "Clarisse!" Charlotte called.  The princess didn't react. So Charlotte sat down beside her, put her right arm around her friend's shoulder and addressed her. "Please, my dear, look at me. I can't stand it to see you in this desperate state."
 
Finally Clarisse faced her with tear-stained eyes. "Oh Charlotte, why does Prince Joseph always do that to me? I hate him!"
 
"Oh no, you don't hate him, you love him."
 
"Charlotte!" the princess cried a bit harshly.
 
"Alright, I won't say it again."  Now Charlotte was snubbed.
 
"Oh sorry, Charlotte, I don't mean to be so harsh, it's only..."
 
"I know. Well, Clarisse, listen to me.  I think I have the perfect solution for you."
 
"You do?"  The princess was curious.
 
"Of course! Leave everything to me." Charlotte answered with a mischievous smile.
 
Suddenly Clarisse's mood lightened because she thought Charlotte wanted to help her teach the prince a good lesson.  She didn't suspect that her closest friend had something completely different in mind.
 
A week later, the princess learned the truth about the countess' real intentions. Charlotte paid a visit to Princess Clarisse at the  summer chalet of the Gerard family.  She found her in the kitchen. "Ah, there you are. Here is something I wanted to give you. Something that will help you to resolve your whole trouble with Prince Joseph,  once and for all. Here, take this special book and use it." She handed the book to Clarisse.
 
Clarisse took it, not knowing what exactly her friend had brought her. "A book?  I don't understand." Suddenly she jerked back, reading the title of that book on the velvet book cover.
Quite shocked, she cried, "Charlotte, what in heaven's name, do you think I am? A.....!" she couldn't bring out that word.
 
"No, you are not!" Charlotte fired back. "Sit down and listen to me, my dear."  Clarisse sat down because she was so shocked.  "Good, that's much better. Now listen and I'll tell you exactly what I had in mind. First of all, I found out yesterday that Prince Charming is more than interested in you. But, how shall I say it?  He doesn't like your restrained manner."
 
"My what?" Clarisse was outraged. "How dare he?" And suddenly it hit her like lightning. "Oh, now I understand his brusque manner.  Since I refuse to be his mistress, he thinks he can treat me like some vulgar normal person. And now you, you think I should seduce him and show him that I want to be his ...." now Clarisse was speechless. "No, thank you. Here, you have that book with that obscene title back. 'Erotic Food'!  Ridiculous!"
 
Charlotte perfectly understood her friend's dilemma. "Alright, I see you don't want my help." She got from the chair, took the cookbook from her friend's hand and was about to leave but couldn't. She turned around and faced Clarisse again, who was still sitting. "No, I can't leave you in this state. Clarisse, Prince Joseph and you belong together.  Face it. And now listen to me and I'll tell what you have to do."
 
Seeing the determined look on her friend's face, Clarisse finally gave in and listened.

At the same time, in the royal palace, Lord Shades was having a very serious conversation with Prince Joseph. "Joseph, my friend, you love Princess Clarisse.  Face it."
 
"No, I don't!" Joseph protested.
 
"Of course you do." Shades and Charlotte together had hatched an underhanded plan. Both were absolutely determined to unite the lovers. "And now listen to me, my prince. This is what you will do."
 
Joseph wanted to protest again but it was no use, he suddenly knew Shades wouldn't give up. So he listened too.

The plan took shape. Two days later Clarisse had arranged the dinner for two.  She had chosen scampi with melon followed by French love magic and as dessert, white wine pears.  As Charlotte had suggested, Clarisse was dressed in a very seductive outfit.
 
 Joseph felt really uncomfortable because he wasn't quite sure what kind of surprise was awaiting him. When he finally entered the dining room of the summer chalet, he was taken aback and speechless. He didn't trust his eyes when facing the princess. Was it really the princess he had found so terribly annoying on his birthday or wasn't it?  Finally he spoke. "Clarisse, you look so beautiful and so ..."  He wasn't quite sure if he really should say that she looked so sexy in her dress. He took her right hand and kissed her wrist.
 
"I'm so glad you accepted my invitation, Joseph." Clarisse blushed a bit. She felt a bit uncomfortable too. "I've prepare a little dinner for the two of us. I hope you will like it."
 
"I'm sure I will."  He could hardly take his eyes off her. Her outfit had put such erotic visions in his mind that he couldn't push them away. Both made themselves comfortable at the table and enjoyed the dinner. After the dessert, what had to come did.  Joseph took Clarisse in his arms. Their lips met and both shared their first sweet kiss.  Then the passion  took over.

Joseph's right hand began traveling over her stomach and finally covered one breast. Clarisse moaned at his touch. "Joseph!"
 
"I have wanted you from the first moment I had laid my eyes on you. Oh, my beautiful Clarisse." and he once more sealed his mouth over hers and kissed her with such fire that she could hardly breath. His right hand still caressed her breasts.
* * * * * * * * *
Clarisse's peaceful sleep became more restless as Joseph and she began undressing in her dream and then the full passionate love over took them.  Suddenly Clarisse's right hand went to her husband's body and touched, full of passion, his manliness.  Then she completely, surprisingly, cried out in her deeply erotic, dreaming sleep, "Carry on, culinary people."
 
Joseph abruptly awakened from his deep slumber when he felt the passionate touch of his wife. Then he sat straight up in bed upon hearing her cry out.  He was completely surprised, seeing his beautiful Clarisse was still sleeping. 'What the hell is she dreaming?', he thought, 'that it caused such a reaction?  I think I had better awaken her before she completely loses control.'
 
Removing her right hand from his body, Joseph put his hand on her shoulders and shook her. "Clarisse, darling?  You should wake up before you hurt yourself." but she didn't react. "Clarisse!" he called once more, but it was no use.  She did not want to wake up. "Well, then I'd better head for the sitting room sofa to get some more peaceful sleep before the next hectic day begins." And he did. 

But Clarisse knew nothing of this, being still fully involved in her very erotic dream.

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