My maid

George faced continual issues with his household helpers. They constantly seemed incapable of maintaining the premises to an acceptable standard, or lacked the physical attributes he found desirable. However, his encounter with Lucky proved to be fortuitous. While it's true the house may not be spotless since she prioritizes their passionate encounters over upholding cleanliness standards, none of that bothers them. Once George recognized Lucky's unwillingness to complete household chores but keenness for sexual interludes, he offered her a permanent position. Promising her work for just ten minutes each day - all the while she parades around in her trusty uniform - Lucky eagerly accepted. To her, this arrangement was more than agreeable; it felt like the dream job she'd long sought. After all, she now receives wages for indulging in her innate pleasures: being pleasured daily by George, with the added bonus of youth-preserving facials of his juicy essence.