Have you ever had an asshole coworker? This story is about Don. Don is a coworker, and he is an asshole. He always was and he always will be an asshole.
I work with Don at an investment company. He is a few years older than me. Both of us make a very good salary. Don has been my partner on a few deals. He is good at his job but unpleasant to work with. Since I started with the company about five years ago, Don and his wife have always hosted a very nice Christmas party.
"Are you coming to our party?" Don asked.
"You bet. I'm looking forward to it!" I answered.
"You bringing a date?" Don asked.
"I'm not sure yet. If I can find someone, I will." I replied trying to avoid anymore conversation about a potential plus one.
"What ever happened to that girl you brought last year?" Don kept with the questions while standing in my office.
"Who? Dani? The redhead?" I asked even though I knew who he was talking about.
"Yes, that's the one. I'd love to see her again." Don stated with a smirk.
"Sorry man, I'm not seeing her anymore." I told him looking down at the papers on my desk trying to not show much interest in continuing the conversation.
"That sucks. She was hot!" Don replied. "How did you mess that up?"
"I guess it just didn't work out." I told him.
"She was out of your league." Don said.
"Yes, she was attractive." I acknowledged.
"Was she a good fuck?" Don asked with his tongue basically hanging out of his mouth.
"Don? Really?" I stated.
"Come on man, it's just a question. A woman like that, she has to be a freak in the bedroom!" Don said.
"Really? And why is that?" I asked Don.
"Come on, really? I can tell just by the way she dressed. We all are still talking about Mike's retirement party. That dress. Holy shit man. Fuck me, that was hot. Every guy here still talks about it. It was so short she couldn't bend over. I can just tell, she has to be freaky in the bedroom!" Don said almost drooling.
"Man, not everyone is talking about it. You are the only one talking about it. Don, you have to let it go." I said.
"Okay, so just tell me, how was she with blowjobs?" Don asked.
"She was horrible at them." I said.
"No way. Really?" Don asked concerned.
"No, she was the best, but that's really none of your business. We just broke up a few weeks ago. I don't want to talk about what she was good at sexually with you." I told him.
"Why not? It's all good. I wouldn't ever tell her or anything. Not that I'm ever going to see here anyways." Don said.
"I don't know. It's just odd questions. I mean, what if I asked you the same things about your wife?" I asked him.
"I have no problem answering these types of questions about my wife. As a matter of fact, she is great at blowjobs. My wife does anything I want her to do sexually. It's like I snap my fingers and she does it." Don proudly stated.
"I bet she does. And how does she feel about you always asking your male coworkers questions like this about their spouses or girlfriends?" I asked.
"Man, she is totaling fine with it. Like I said, whatever I want, I get." Don said. "And what do you mean, about coworkers?"
"Don, you ask everyone questions about their spouses. Just last week, Jeff said you asked him if his wife was wearing panties when she came to meet him for lunch. Jeff said you went on and on about what type and what color they were." I mentioned.
"Come on, you saw her that day. That skirt was so tight. I didn't see a party line. Did you see one? I know you were looking. Someone had to ask him." Don explained.
I decided to go solo to Don's party. I didn't want to hassle with getting a date. His parties are always nice. I dressed up in dress pants and a dress shirt. When I got to the party there was about twenty people there. Most were coworkers and most were couples.
"Jeff, how are you?" I asked as he was the first person I saw when I walked in to Don's house.
"I'm great. You ready for another one of Don's parties?" Jeff replied.
"So ready. I came solo so I'm sure he will be disappointed." I said laughing.
"Ha, you are smart. He is probably going to be pissed at you though." Jeff joked.
"Who is going to be pissed?" Chris asked as he walked up to us.
Chris is another coworker. He is about the same age as Jeff and I. He is married with three kids.
"Don will be!" Jeff told him. "He came without a date."
"Great, that means he will be all weird about our wives then. Thanks Jason!" Chris said.
"Sorry guys." I said smiling as I wasn't sorry.
"He was a complete dick at work today. Complaining about everything." Jeff said.
"When is he ever not a complete dick? The guys middle name is asshole!" Chris joked.
"If it makes you two feel better, I will make sure to tell him that Jen and Shelly are not wearing any panties at the party tonight!" I joked. Jen is Chris's wife and Shelly is Jeff's.
"God no, don't get him going on that again." Jeff said rolling his eyes.
"I wonder how Melissa puts up with him." Chris asked.
Melissa is Don's wife. She is in her late thirties. She had blonde hair and a tone body.
The party was fun. Everyone enjoyed themselves. Near the end of the party, after most people had left, Don got very critical of Melissa. Jeff, Chris, and I all noticed as he complained about one of the deserts she served. We all joked that we felt sorry for her having to be married to Don.
"It tasted like shit!" Don told Melissa as we all watched in awkwardness.
"I'm sorry Don. It was my moms recipe. I though it tasted fine." Melissa said with her head down. She looked like she was one push from jumping over the ledge.
"Don, I thought it tasted great!" I said giving Melissa a wink.
"Jason, you obviously have no taste then." Don said with a disgusted look on his face. I think he got pissed that I stood up for her.
"Don, you have got to chill out. You are too critical of things." I said.
There were only six of us left at the party. Myself, Don and Melissa, Jeff and Shelly, and Chris. Jen, Chris's wife, had a friend who wasn't feeling well and left to drive them home. Chris was waiting on her to pick him back up after she was done. The room was a little tense.
"Whatever Jason. I just have certain expectations." Don said.
"Well, I liked the desert as well!" Jeff said.
"Great." Don said sarcastically.
"Since we are being open here, I liked it as well." Shelly said.
"You really didn't like it?" Melissa asked Don.
"No." Don said.
"Really, why not?" Melissa asked again. I think she was feeling confident since everyone was on her side.
"What is this with all these questions?" Don asked her.
"Really Don? You have a problem with someone asking a bunch of questions?" I asked.
"Not a good time." Don said.
"What do you mean by that?" Melissa asked us.
"Well, at work, Don loves to ask questions of all his coworkers." I said.
"Jason, it's not a good time." Don said sternly.
"I think the timing is perfect!" Jeff said.
"I thought you said your wife was okay with all your questions Don?" I asked him.
"What questions?" Melissa asked.
"Nothing, it's just that at work Don loves to ask us inappropriate questions." I said.
"Inappropriate questions?" Melissa asked.
"You mean like if I'm wearing any panties?" Shelly spoke up to ask looking right at Don.
"Oops, cats out of the bag now." Jeff said.
"Guys, let's drop this." Don said.
"No, no, I don't think it needs to be dropped. I know anything about asking if a woman is wearing panties or not." Melissa said looking right into Don's eyes.
"It's not like that." Don tried to explain.
"It kind of sounded like that when you asked me." Jeff said.
"I got a better one. Remember that girl I was dating, Dani. He asked me if she was good at giving blowjobs!" I told them.
"What the fuck Don." Melissa said in an angry voice. "Why the fuck would you ask a coworker a question like that?"
Don and Melissa spoke in private for a few minutes. We all could tell he was on the hot seat now. Melissa had no clue as to how he acted at work and what all he liked to ask his coworkers. We all loved watching him squirm. We all felt sorry for Melissa, but maybe she was finally getting to the bottom of how he acts.
"You get it all figured out?" Chris asked them as they walked back over into the living room where we were all seated.
"I got an idea. How about we all play truth or dare?" Melissa asked as we all sat silent. "I mean, Don loves asking questions so he should be good at this game."
"Really, truth or dare?" I asked.
"Yes, why not?" Melissa asked.
"I'm good with it." Shelly replied.
"Same here. I'm not sure the rules but I'm game to play." Jeff replied.
"Let's do it." Chris said.
Don remained silent. We were all seating in the living room except Don and Melissa. They were both standing off your the side but took seats at a bar counter near by. We could all tell Don was not happy. Melissa looked like she was out for revenge.
"Okay, so who starts? How do we even play?" I asked.
"I'll start, and I'm sure we can figure out our own rules so it will be fun." Melissa said. "So who wants to ask me truth or dare?"
"I'll ask." Shelly said. "So truth or dare Melissa?"
"Truth!" Melissa said.
"Okay, I'll ask this question for Don." She said with a sarcastic smile. "Melissa, are you wearing any panties under your dress?"
Everyone laughed and glanced over at Don as he let out a slight smile of his own.
"That's an easy one. Yes, I am wearing panties." Melissa answered.
"So who goes next?" Shelly asked.
"I think we need a bottle or something. How about we use a bottle. We spin it, and whoever it lands on goes next. The person who just went gets to ask the question." Chris said.
"I think we have a truth or dare expert here!" I said.
"Here you go, Melissa, just spin this bottle." Chris said putting an empty beer bottle down in the middle of the room."
