All Chapters of Midnight Desires: A Taboo Collection : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The kingdom celebrated the fertility festival. Drums beat in the distance. Bonfires lit the night sky. King Takumo decided to hold his own private ritual. He took his three concubines to a beautiful moonlit pavilion deep in the palace gardens. Thick silks hung from the pillars. Soft cushions covered the floor. Incense burned in golden bowls and filled the air with sweet smoke.The women wore only light festival robes. Their bodies moved with excitement. Takumo stood tall in simple silk pants. His chest was bare. Moonlight made his skin glow.“This night we honor the festival,” he said. “We give ourselves to pleasure without limits.”He pulled the women close. His hands roamed over their curves. He kissed Mikashi first. His tongue explored her mouth deeply. Then he kissed Takiari with rough passion. Finally he kissed Aridoari with gentle hunger. Their lips tasted sweet from festival wine.Takumo removed their robes one by one. Soon all three stood naked before him. He poured warm scen

I stayed late at the office again. The clock on my computer showed almost eight at night. Most people had gone home hours ago. I needed to finish this report for the big meeting tomorrow. My fingers moved fast on the keyboard. My eyes felt tired but I kept going.The building was quiet. Only the sound of my typing broke the silence. I rubbed my neck and leaned back in my chair. A cup of coffee sat next to me. I reached for it without looking. My hand knocked it over. Hot coffee spilled across my desk and onto my white blouse.“Damn it,” I said. The liquid soaked through the fabric. It felt warm against my skin. I jumped up and tried to wipe it with some tissues. The stain spread. I needed paper towels from the supply closet down the hall.I walked out of my office. The hallway lights were dim. My heels clicked on the floor. I turned the corner and stopped. A man was mopping the floor near the closet. He looked up when he heard me.It was Mike, the janitor. I had seen him around before

I went back to the office alone the next evening. Nina had a family dinner so she left early. My work was done but I stayed anyway. I hoped to see Mike. The building felt empty and quiet again. I walked the halls slowly. My heart beat a little faster.I heard noise from the supply closet. The door was open a crack. I pushed it gently and looked inside. Mike stood there. He sorted cleaning supplies on the shelves. His back was to me. His shirt stretched tight over his muscles.“Mike?” I said softly.He turned around fast. His eyes met mine. “Magrete. You are here late again.”“Yes. I needed to check some files.” It was a small lie. I stepped inside. The closet was small. Shelves lined the walls. It smelled like soap and him.He put down a bottle and looked at me. His gaze moved over my body. I wore a short skirt and a button up shirt. “You look nice tonight.”“Thanks.” I felt bold. I moved closer. “You helped us in the elevator yesterday. I wanted to thank you properly.”Mike did not m

The next weeks were full of secret meetings. Mike came to my apartment often. Sometimes Nina and I met him at the office after hours. We kept it quiet. No one at work could know. Our fun felt exciting but risky.One night at the apartment Mike stayed late. We had just finished another round in bed. Our bodies were tired and wet with sweat. I lay between him and Nina. His strong arm held us close.“I like this,” Mike said. “Being with both of you.”Nina smiled. She kissed his chest. “We like it too. But hiding is hard. Maybe we can go out sometime.”I felt worry in my stomach. “What if people at the office find out? I could lose my job. They do not like drama.”Mike rubbed my back. “I understand. I do not want trouble for you.”We talked more. Mike opened up about his past. He told us he used to work construction. A bad accident hurt his back. That is why he took the janitor job. It was steady and easier on his body. He had no family nearby. He felt lonely before us.His words made me

Anita Ken walked into the lecture hall with her backpack slung over one shoulder. The room was already half full of students. She found a seat in the front row and sat down. Her heart beat a little faster than usual. This was her first day in Advanced Literature Seminar. She had heard good things about the professor. Now she would see for herself.The clock on the wall ticked closer to ten. Students chatted quietly around her. Anita pulled out her notebook and pen. She smoothed her dark hair behind her ears and waited.Then the door opened. A tall man walked in. He carried a leather bag and a stack of papers. He wore a crisp blue shirt that fit his broad shoulders well. His dark hair was neat but a little messy on top. He looked strong and sure of himself. Anita sat up straighter.Professor Sam Bush placed his things on the desk at the front. He turned to face the class. His eyes were sharp and green. When he smiled, small lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.“Good morning, eve