We had a young woman who used to help my mum to run the household and manage the three boys. Mum would call us to wake up in the mornings to get ready for school. She would send Paolina up to our rooms. Her technique was to come in and pull the covers off, which we hated. Rather awkward when in our teens and sporting morning wood. Even though we would be wearing pyjamas, things tended to pop out.
When I was fourteen Paolina's younger sister started to accompany her and help her out with her work. A sort of apprenticeship I suppose. She was the same age as me and was very pretty. She really enjoyed the morning call routine and obviously enjoyed watching me react as I tried to hide my erection. I decided to test her out once and just before she came into my room I slipped my pyjama bottoms down to my knees under the covers. I thought she might have been shocked but instead she immediately made to grab my rock hard penis and started fondling it. Stunned at this unexpected turn of events, I just lay back and allowed her to proceed with this pleasant activity. Nobody had ever touched me there since my earlier days when I was bathed by Mum and Paolina.
Suddenly my pleasure was interrupted by a loud scream from her older sister who had followed her into my room. Caught in "flagrante'! Oddly enough both mother and Paolina put the blame entirely on the girl and virtually apologised to me for this intrusion on my privacy. I also experienced my first bout of blue balls which I had to relieve in the shower later.
We never saw the girl again and I can't help imagining the potential fun that could have been if we hadn't been interrupted. My older brothers were obviously quite fond of the girl and kept asking why she didn't come back. They never found out why she was fired. I wonder if she had started playing with them too. We are all senior citizens now, perhaps I should ask them.