Billy had floated from job to job, moving around a lot from city to city when he was younger, so he'd never settled down. He'd had on off partners, but nothing ever became more serious, probably because he set lofty standards for the appearance he wanted in women. He himself not being the best looking he should have lowered his expectations.
Billy is now forty-two, lives alone in a one-bedroom apartment. His brown hair is starting to go grey, he's put on weight, not obese but chunky. Standing at just over six foot he can carry the extra weight well, squeezing into XXL clothes though he had recognised this issue. He had an expensive fitness club membership but used it mostly to socialise in the sauna, steam room or bar area.
He had been working with his current employer for almost three years, it was a simple office job where he worked in a small team of twelve. The days passed by quickly as the team all got on well, having laughs and jokes together. Fast food was a regular occurrence in the office which he found tempting almost every time. Everyone was different in their own way, and he knew how to act around them all.
His favourite co-worker was Charlotte, she is thirty-six, married and a mother of two young children. The day he started he noticed her beauty, she's five foot seven, medium to long brown hair and hazel eyes. She changes her hairstyle but mostly wears it straight or tied back in a ponytail, Billy prefers it when she has a ponytail. She has a great body from what he's seen on social media as in the office she always wears baggy clothes.
He would look forward to when she would go on overseas holidays hoping there would be some good bikini pics. Annoyingly for him the holiday pics would usually have some of her family in them. She wasn't model slim or stunning but had that girl next door look, pretty face, kept relatively in shape, she didn't need to wear make-up but still put a little on as she never thought of herself as being pretty.
He would always try and sit next to her or opposite so he could admire her, he knew it would come across creepy if anyone found out what he was doing, but he was good at hiding his intentions. He knew nothing would happen between them, as to go with her girl next door look, she also had that vibe. She was a loving wife and devoted mother; she would do anything for her family. She had been with her husband since they were at school.
Billy was well liked in the team, and he generally was a nice guy, he would do anything he could to help anyone. She classed him as a friend outside of work also. He just had a crush on a lady he had no hope of being with. This wasn't helped by that one dream he had not long after starting, in the dream he just remembers waking up in a hotel, he had a girlfriend at the time so assumed it was her playing with his cock under the duvet.
He lay there receiving the most amazing good morning blowjob you could imagine, his cock being sucked deep into his girlfriends' mouth repeatedly, whilst she played with his balls. He decided to look under the blanket and was shocked to see Charlotte holding his cock, sadly for him the in-dream shock woke him up.
He lay in his actual bed pissed off he had woken himself up and tried to remember more of the dream but had no luck, it was gone. That morning his cock was raging hard, so he had to bash one out before going into work and seeing the lady who had visited him in his dreams.
Over the past few years of working together everyone learned quite a bit about each other, but he always paid more attention to any information he could find out about Charlotte. For instance, there was a rumour she had slept with someone after a Christmas works party. Turned out to be false. in her defence she revealed she had only ever had sex with one person.
She lost her virginity to the same man she went on to marry and have children with. That in itself should have been enough to convince Billy he had no chance with her. There was another occasion where she was talking to a couple of the other ladies in the team about the bodies of men and what they liked, she swooned over some guy who was ripped. This guy had muscles on muscles and not an inch of fat.
"Oof, I wish my Tom had a body like that, I'd ride him every day," she said as they all giggled.
"Is that how your dream man looks then?" asked one of the other girls.
"Toms my dream man, he would just be a much better dream if he had that type of body," she replied then added, "have you seen that film 300, OMG those are some amazing bodies, I'd love to get in the middle of those guys."
Listening intently Billy cursed himself for letting his body go to ruin, he would never look like those guys, but he didn't have to be an opposite to them either. Billy had met Tom a couple of times, he was your regular average guy, also around six-foot but slim built, not muscly but he did have a level of handsomeness to him.
On a different day somebody in the team dropped a reference to some older music from at least twenty years ago. There was a conversation back and forth before one of the guys said, "are you still obsessed with Lads Club Charlotte?"
Lads Club was a boy band back when we were all teens, they were four guys Zak, Mylo, Bobby, and Harley. They were a bit older than Billy so early twenties at the top of their fame but would be well into their forties now. They were big in the UK but never really hit the heights anywhere else. After around five years they split and disappeared but recently had reformed to do a tour around the UK, as Billy found out from this conversation.
Charlotte confirmed she was still a Lads Club Lass, which was the nickname given to the young girls who were obsessed with them back in the day. She had seen them live a couple times in her teens and let everyone know she even wore the schoolgirl outfit to their concerts. It was a link to one of their albums covers and a couple of tracks, so fans adopted it almost as a uniform.
"I love Lads Club, especially Harley he was so handsome. I would have left Tom for any of them in an instant, and he knows it," she laughed.
"What about now?" Billy asked.
"No, I'm too old for all that, I would never leave Tom and the kids," she replied.
"I bet you'd let Harley fuck you though wouldn't you," her closest work friend blurted out as she laughed.
"Maybe," she giggled back, "but we'll never find out."
Her friend then replied, "You play all innocent, but I reckon under that doting mom image you're still a party girl."
"We'll never know will we," Charlotte replied, and the conversation moved on to the tour. "They're touring the UK in a few months, and I couldn't get tickets," she complained.
Over the next few months Charlotte regularly talked about Lads Club and how happy it would make her if she could go to one of their shows. Every time they were mentioned she would have a little smile as if she were fantasizing about them. Their tour started in one week though, so she had pretty much given up hope of going now.
Billy had never felt further from being able to have a chance with her, he didn't have a six pack and couldn't sing. On his way home one night though the radio station he listened to were advertising a competition to win a two-night stay in a 5-star London hotel £1000 spending money and two tickets to see Lads Club with a meet and greet included. He decided to enter despite being convinced he wouldn't win.
The call to find a winner was the next day, which was Thursday, the show was that Saturday evening. The winners would get to stay the Friday and Saturday night in the hotel.
The next day at work he mentioned the competition in a team's call, Charlotte immediately text an entry in hoping she would win. So did a couple of the others. One of them said, "you know it's a national competition, you have a very slim chance of winning."
"You got to be in it to win it," Billy replied.
Billy had just gotten home when his phone rang, he couldn't believe it when he heard it was the radio station. All that he had to do was answer one simple question, "Name the four members of Lads Club.?" The host asked him.
"Harley, Bobby, Zak and Mylo," he shouted excitedly. Finally listening to Charlotte go on and on had paid off.
"Congratulations Billy, you have won the tickets. How do you feel?" The presenter asked.
"I'm very happy, I'm really looking forward to this."
"And who will the other ticket be going to," the presenter then asked.
