Part of my mind wants to make sarcastic comments but my brain is overwhelmed by an animal rush of lust. Pete, my husband, has me on hands and knees, fucking me in exactly the same way as the guy on the video and I find myself moaning just like the plastic porn star, loudly and involuntarily.

We might be just your average married couple having a night away from the kids, but we’re playing “mimic the porno” and it’s making me crazy.

- This is an excerpt from “Facial” – a flash fiction story from For The Girls – offering quality erotic fiction for women since 2003.