When A Woman Hustles by Danielle Martin (books for men to read TXT) 📕

trust these young girls around here and was made aware from the beginning that they would steal if no one was around. After verifying that everything was in place, Reese smirked and waved goodbye to the cashier that sat at the front. Reese didn’t know her name but she was the only friendly one that worked there and was the only human being that was worth holding conversation with. The young woman waved back after throwing her hands up asking Reese where she was going. Reese shrugged her shoulders signaling that she was giving up. After making it to the door, she waved again, pushed open the door and stepped back into the real world. She took a deep breath, breathing in the fresh air as the hard metal door slammed shut behind her. She flipped her hair over her shoulder, thankful to be done with this place but worried because again she was without a job. Her mind began to wander as she began to walk down the sidewalk, her hair blowing in the wind. She was still dressed in her khakis and a bright red shirt that read "Franks Chicken & Waffles." She contemplating on catching the bus then remembered she only had 9 dollars to stretch until her last paycheck and a bus ride home cost 6. She smacked her lips, immediately becoming pissed off at that bitch Linda all over again. If it wasn’t for her, Reese knew she could have stuck it out for a few more weeks until she stacked up enough money to catch up on bills. Now here she was back at square one. Fishing her phone out her purse, she unlocked the locked screen and scrolled to her contact list searching for the number she was tired of dialing. She held her breath, becoming irritated and sickened by each favor she had to ask for. She placed the phone to her ear, tapping her foot as she waited for an answer.
  "Hello?" The line picked up before the voicemail kicked in. Reese took a deep breath as the deep voice invaded the line, causing her heart to thump out of her chest.
"Hey." She sputtered the words out, feeling anxious and nervous at the same time. Reese always hated asking for help and still had not become accustomed to it after all this time. But she had to do what she had to do. "I'm sorry to keep bothering you. My car broke down this morning. I need a ride. Can you pick me up from work please?"
Silence spread over the phone as she waited for an answer. Reese hated feeling as if she was a burden, but she had no other choice. Her apartment was over 15 miles from here. She couldn’t catch the bus and she damn sure couldn't walk that long distance. She bit the tip of her manicured finger tips as he came back to the line. He took a deep breath, "I'll be there in 10 minutes."........

 

 

 

Chapter 2

Chapter 2.

"Wake up, your home."
Reese felt a hand brush across her shoulder causing her to jolt up, waking her up out a deep sleep that she fell into literally in minutes. She sat up, the leather seats sticking to the warmth of her skin as she fumbled for her purse which had fell to her feet during the ride. She lightly stretched, thankful she had made it home safely without having to come out of pocket. She looked over in the driver’s seat. 
"Thank you for the ride. And for giving me a ride all this week." She reached for the door handle preparing to exit the car. She was tired and really not in the mood for chit chat. "I'm going to give you some gas money when I get my paycheck." Reese looked over at him as he sat in the driver's seat which was slightly laid back. She stared at the man sitting across from her, wondering what he was going to say next. She couldn’t help but think how she ended up in this situation with him. It’s amazing how fast things change and how quick the tables can turn. He smirked while rubbing his finger around the trimmed edges of his mustache. He looked over while licking her lips, which made her stomach twist into knots. "I don't know why you keep playing with me like I'm not a man Clareese." He used her full name which he knew she hated. "When do I ever ask you for gas money? Why you got to play like that?" 
Reese wanted to roll her eyes and tell him to get the fuck over himself, but instead she smiled a half smile while attempting to open the passenger door. "Have a good day Levi." She was not very enthusiastic saying his name, because deep down inside she was sick of calling on him when she needed something. They had been dating on and off for almost 2 years now. In the beginning, she was completely smitten by his 6'5 tall frame and dark full luscious lips. When she first met Levi at an event that she was catering, she mistook him for an athlete. His body build was amazing, his posture firm and solid with skin smooth as cocoa butter. Reese remembered the moment he approached her.  She had been busy cleaning off a table in the back of the ballroom. The night was exquisite. Doctors, lawyers and young entrepreneurs filled the room, you could almost smell the money floating in the air. It was an elegant event. She remembered the moment she scurried across the dance floor, almost bumping into Levi with a tray of half eaten food and dirty dishes.  She couldn’t lie, physically he was every woman’s dream. Reese had never been into tall men with big muscles, but he wore his figure well it looked damned good on him. That night wasn’t a typical night. There were beautiful women everywhere in their long shimmery gowns and glistening jewelry pieces. Reese never thought in a million years he would pay any attention to her, the server. But he did. He showered her with compliments, making her feel self-conscious in her black and white two piece vest and pants. She went home with him that night. Never had Reese slept with a man on the first date, but something about Levi was different back then. She enjoyed every single moment fucking his brains out in his $300,000 beach condo. He made her feel as if she were wealthy even though she never had a lot of money. He made her feel important. But now two years later, it was a different story. Things slowly began to change the more he used money to get what he wanted from her. She poked her lip out, thinking how he gradually converted from treating her like a woman to coaxing her like a prostitute. Levi took advantage because he knew she was desperate for money and she despised him for that.
While sticking her leg outside of the open door, she felt the palm of his hand slide across her inner thigh, causing the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up as he pulled her back into the car. "Where you going?" He asked while placing his hand on the back of her neck, pulling her closer to him so he could kiss on the nape of her neck. She rolled her eyes as she felt his lips touching her skin, wanting nothing more than shrivel up and disappear. Her leg still stuck out the door as she he continued to tongue the side of her neck, his right hand massaging her left breast as she laid there less than enthusiastic. He opened his eyes and looked at her to see if she was enjoying it. Reese didn’t want to boost his head up or make him think she was turned on. She poorly curved her lips into a smile which did not look very convincing. 
"What’s wrong baby?" Levi grabbed her hand while placing it on the center of his lap, his manhood hardening as he used her hand to massage himself. Reese turned her head, feeling disgusted. Every time she asked him to do something for her, he felt he had to have something in return. "I'm really, really tired Levi." She spoke under a whisper, hoping he would catch the hint and back off. She was curious to know how he had not noticed the drastic change in her demeanor every time he touched her. Once upon a time, Reese enjoyed each moment she spent in his manly embrace. The sex was wild and unpredictable. In the beginning, she didn’t mind giving him some pussy every time he helped her out. Then, it was pleasure. Now, it felt more like sympathy sex. She never denied that he helped her out through some hard times and few financial situations. Ironically after two years have passed, Reese couldn’t help but wish she didn’t need him so she could cut all ties.

Thankfully, he took the hint and drew his hand back. Reese sighed a breath of relief, hoping it was not obvious that she in no way shape or form desired to sleep with him. She looked over at Levi. He continued to stroke his mustache as he stared at her biting his lips. "Alright." He spoke in a cool, calm tone. "I hope you not fucking nobody else Reese. That would hurt me real bad." He eyed her.

Reese turned her head to roll her eyes, wishing deep down inside there really was someone else. She was tired of the same old dick and ready for something new in her life. "When do I have time to mess with anybody but you Levi??” She asked nonchalantly. Reaching over, she slid her purse strap onto her shoulder while exiting the car swiftly. She was ready to go inside and she didn't want to have this conversation with him right now. "Goodnight. I will call you later ok?" She stuck her head in the card to examine his expression. He kept his cool demeanor as he nodded his head and threw the peace sign up. Pushing off the curb, Reese shut the door and inched back as she stood there and watched him pull off and head toward the direction they came. She took another deep breath as she watched Levi's white Mercedes disappear around the corner. For a moment she began to reevaluate her life attempting to figure out what the hell she was going to do next. Clutching her purse, Reese began to walk up the steps towards her downstairs apartment that she shared with her roommate. She sighed a breath of relief as she noticed the porch light still on, which indicated the electricity hadn't been shut off yet. They had just paid rent and splitting this $700 in half took her entire paycheck. Reese promised her roommate Jayla she would have her half on the light bill before it was due, and once again, she was coming up short. Approaching the door, she stuck her key in the lock and pushed open the door. The scent