Once Vicki got married, she gave up her bisexual lifestyle. She and her new husband shared wonderful sex together, so there was no need for her to find sexual gratification with other woman. Or so she thought.
A few days after she and her husband moved into their new house in the suburbs, they were invited over to the neighbors' house for lunch. They'd already eaten the nice lunch and were working on their fourth round of cocktails when someone's hand found its way to Vicki's bare knee.