Constance Wu Stories

699 results
Orientation
Length
Source
Infinite Scroll

Chocolate and Caramel Ch. 02

by qhml1 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

We arrived in Mexico, to a small town about forty miles from Mexico City. Culture shock doesn't begin to describe it. I knew I was in a different world when I asked where the quality control equipment was stored, and they took me around back, to where it was still sitting in the shipping crates, in the weather, Some of it was ruined. There was also a twent...

Affair of the Trainee & the Manager Ch. 03

by PottersWheel on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

It was a week since the beginning of our infatuation. Well, it was a week since the staff bowling outing. 'Infatuation' may not be the right word because we had not only an incredibly strong attraction for one another, but I sensed affection and thoughtfulness in our brief relationship. We each were showing compassionate concern for the other's circumstances...

Wandering Bk. 05: Pattie

by coaster2 on Oct 23, 2017
Romance

Original Editing by ErikThread with my thanks. ***** It's been a while since we visited with Lee Stephenson, a wandering man looking for a new life after his divorce. He began his travels with the most remarkable luck, spending the first two weeks with five different women, all of whom helped restore his bruised ego. In fact, for a while, Lee began to thin...

Wandering Bk. 04: Beth

by coaster2 on Oct 23, 2017
Romance

Book 4 - Beth I sat in my car in the parking lot of the convenience store for quite a while. I had long since finished the wretched coffee that they offered, and I was lost in my thoughts. A wise man once said "never look a gift horse in the mouth," but that's exactly what I was doing. I had left my old surroundings less than a week ago, and it was as if I...

Pirate on the High Seas

by spitzharder on Sep 26, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

The westerly winds had been blowing steadily for the last three days as the old barque stood out to round the headland, the casual eye would not notice her stained sails were in fact quite new and only the briefest glimpse of copper showed that she had been careened recently. Salt stained timbers gave the ship a tired and dilapidated air, though the crew jum...

The Makeup Artist Ch. 06

by Stephanie_Rose on Sep 14, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The following is a fictional parody, not approved of, nor authorized by, the celebrities named. None of the events are true. This fictitious parody is protected speech under Hustler Magazine, Inc., et. al. v. Jerry Falwell. No harm is intended toward the celebrities named. Furthermore, publication of any and all trademarks contained herein are not aut...

The Makeup Artist Ch. 04

by Stephanie_Rose on Sep 16, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

The following is a fictional parody, not approved of, nor authorized by, the celebrities named. None of the events are true. This fictitious parody is protected speech under Hustler Magazine, Inc., et. al. v. Jerry Falwell. No harm is intended toward the celebrities named. Furthermore, publication of any and all trademarks contained herein are not aut...

Wandering Ch. 05

by oldviking40 on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 5: Pattie It's been a while since we visited with Lee Stephenson, a wandering man looking for a new life after his divorce. He began his travels with the most remarkable luck, spending the first two weeks with five different women, all of whom helped restore his bruised ego. In fact, for a while, Lee began to think of himself as blessed, if not invi...

Wandering Ch. 04

by oldviking40 on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

This is the fourth in a series about the journey of newly divorced Lee Stephenson and his voyage of rediscovery. The time has come to reassess the inexplicable events of the past six days. I am, as always, grateful to ErikThread for his editing assistance and advice. Any errors or omissions are entirely my responsibility. Chapter 4: Beth I sat in my car in...

It's In The Wrong Catagory

by qhml1 on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

I heard the chime, a soft bong that let me know I was needed at the door. It was Friday night, and we had a good crowd. I caught my bartenders' eye and motioned towards the door. It usually took two of us to keep up on the weekend, but this wouldn't take long. It was probably an invited guest, arriving late. I'd verify they were on the list, let them into t...