Spotted my boss chatting to a serious hottie and leered a bit before getting bored and wandering off to resume work. An hour or so later was doing an MOT with him and brought it up in conversation...
"Oh, who was that bit you were chatting up earlier?"
"What bit?"
"The classy-looking brunette with glasses, just my type"
"Are you talking about my daughter?"
Shit.
Aside from the fact that he's my boss, he's a big fucker who regularly ends bar brawls just because he can. Thankfully he was in a good mood and pissed himself laughing at the look of terror on my face, and told me i had good taste, but should keep it to myself.
"Oh, who was that bit you were chatting up earlier?"
"What bit?"
"The classy-looking brunette with glasses, just my type"
"Are you talking about my daughter?"
Shit.
Aside from the fact that he's my boss, he's a big fucker who regularly ends bar brawls just because he can. Thankfully he was in a good mood and pissed himself laughing at the look of terror on my face, and told me i had good taste, but should keep it to myself.