I used to work in a pub as a barmaid. I had been there for three weeks and the sexual tension had been heating up between me and the landlord's son. We finally gave in to our feelings and I had my way with him on the pool table. Thinking nothing of it and assuming nobody would ever find out about our rendezvous, I carried on as usual at work mentioning nothing to anyone else. My luck was short-lived as I was reminded of it two days later when there was a discrepancy during a pool competition. The CCTV tape was watched by the landlord to solve whether there had been a foul shot or not. He got more than he bargained for when he saw a foul of another kind. Needless to say I left the pub after that night and still haven't had the nerve to go back.