At 40, after being laid off, I took a mascot costume job out of desperation. The work was brutal, but the perk was getting to watch the cheerleaders change! That alone was a huge score, but things got even hotter! Even the cheerleaders themselves saw me as an outsider, but maybe due to their own stress, they started coming to me for sex during breaks or after work, using my cock as an outlet for their pent-up desires!