We hook up at a motel every weekend. I work part-time at a grocery store where I first met her. Middle aged and now lonely after having a divorce, she was impressed with my physique (I work out daily). It started with an innocent invite for coffee and after some time we got to an agreement about fulfilling needs. Certain needs. We found a motel that was clean and kept and within reasonable location between me and her. The weekend nights are rife with insatiable acts of lust. We go at least a couple of times at night all night, then morning time fucking. Our last time on Sunday noon we embrace with long, passionate kissing before we part ways, back to our regular lives through the week... until our next hookup Friday.