My Bf is Asian, very non masculine, non-assertive, and passive. and doesnt speak his mind. We were sitting at the bar and ordered a couple drinks when...my bf went to the restroom. the Bar was pretty crowded when this masculine tall large black man took my BF seat to order a drink. he looked at me and started to flirt with me. asking if i was here alone or if i wanted a drink. i told him i was waiting for my drinks and my BF. but i flirted back a little. when my BF came back from the restroom he. "Chuck then started laughing until Kathy elbowed him hard in the ribs knocking the air out of him and said. "That's not funny Chuck. That's got to be one of the most romantic gestures ever heard of." Okay so how can we help?" Kathy asked."I recorded just the background music for a song I'll sing. I just need someone to operate the tape player." he said."What song did you pick?" Chuck asked.Mike laughed and said. "What else, Michelle by the Beatles."The three conspirators sat outside Michelle's. Behind her the wooden door hung, invitingly half open. A cool autumnal breeze blew thick strands of an erie mist through the yard, seeming to almost glow in the light of the full moon. The cold from the slabs laid across the yard chilled her feet through her thin slippers, and she shivered as she walked, the rough hem of her cotton nightdress flapping around her ankles.She looked towards the stable block, bordering the right side of the yard outside the farmhouse, and stepped towards it, her. When she bent down to fetch the sugar packet. Her soft butts pressed my manhood which was indeed unintentional from my side. And even I tried to avoid this embarrassing contact. However, in few seconds I realized that she’s not moving and kept the linking intact. Which blown away my mind and my penis began to take its posture. And I started thinking to myself shall I or shall I not anyways my mind said yes and there I was with my next move.Mami had the sugar and now was standing silently but I.