We had talked for an eternity, visiting each other's blogs with promises of one day when we met. Never imagining the opportunity would present itself now. I often cracked jokes of having a naughty blogger bonfire and tonight's arrivals would be the first of many. Jack and Jill had been one of the first adult blogs I had gotten addicted to reading. Jill was simply breathtaking and her hair was enough to make me wet. Her auburn locks would lay in curls over her shoulders in her photos and I would imagine running my fingers through it. The butterflies in my stomach were matched by my pounding heartbeat, what if they decided not to come, what if I stood in this airport for nothing. I went through all I had done in preparation for this meet up. House was scrubbed from top to bottom, every bed had been made and the kids were gone for the whole weekend. The wood was ready for a bonfire and as a special surprise I got my hands on a pontoon for the lake. If the weather would hold out, I prayed it would. When the plane landed I tried not to look like a child waiting in line to sit in Santa's lap, although I am sure the anticipation was much the same but for entirely different reasons. Everyone else would be arriving tomorrow so tonight it would simply be the four of us, Gene, Jack, Jill and I. The doorway opened to the gangway from the plane and I watched the opening, as the people piled out I grew more and more anxious when I didn't see their faces. Finally in the middle of unloading I saw a flash of red hair , I knew instantly it was Jill and Jack was beside her. Both dressed as comfortable as one can be when flying cross country, but even for here overdressed. They looked through the crowd of people before finally finding me and waving madly, a gate separating us from each other. Coming through the checkpoint Gene and Jack shook hands and Jill and I hugged as if we had known each other forever. She smelled of orchid and vanilla and I could have stood there simply inhaling her all day. Gene quickly reached over to hug her as well as I moved over to Jack. We headed for baggage claim, talking about their flight and layovers, small talk until we got where it was much more private. While waiting on their suitcases I tried to look them over without being obvious. Jill's hair hung in the auburn waves that caught my eye the first picture I saw of her, a soft cream colored blouse that was low cut laid on her skin softly, the picture was finished off with a pair of tan pants and comfortable shoes with a peek a boo toe, showing her perfect pedicure. My eyes lingered over her, ruby lips and hazel eyes that sparkled when she laughed, the way her hand went to Jacks arm was so loving and soft. One could tell they were together from miles away. Jack was in a t-shirt and jeans , apparently taking my insistence on being casual more to heart than Jill did. His black hair laid perfectly, even when he ran his fingers through it as he talked. His voice wasn't deep as such but was sexy with it's hints of baritone mixed with alto. He and Gene easily talked about cars and work, him showing interest in Gene's job as a truck loader, as did Jill. At ease, I felt comfortable around them, not like I wasn't rich enough or good enough. We finally spotted their bags and grabbed them from the carousel and headed for the door to the car. Jill and I climbed into the back seat of the van letting the boys take the front, each of us behind our respective spouses. Gene started the car and we pulled out into Lexington traffic, taking the scenic route and showing them the huge horse farms we were famous for. Occasionally Jill would say something and her hand would land softly on my arm and I would feel a tingle each time she did that, I only hoped it wasn't that obvious. As much as I would have loved for them to bring their baby I hoped that this would be the first of many visits and I really was thrilled it was an adults only weekend. Driving onto the interstate we got quiet and listened to Jack and Gene talk, Jill and I both exhausted. Me from my mad dash to clean and her from the packing and flight. It didn't take long for both of us to doze off only waking when we heard the guys making fun of us for napping. Jill and I both reached up to playfully smack them before both erupting into a fit of laughter at having the same thought. Jack looked at Gene and with a glint said, "Oh this is not good they are already on the same brain wave, we don't stand a chance." Gene nodded at the comment and replied, " I gave up a long time ago keeping up with her." When we finally arrived at the house Jack and Jill both got out and stretched their legs, looking around at our little place on the hill. Jill spoke first, " Wow we could have all kinds of naughty fun on this hill, I can already see all kinds of great places to play."