He lets her clean and thinks

Frank held her down on the washing machine as he drained his cock into her trembling body. Finally sated he pulled out of her and slapped her ass in congratulations.

"Is that sufficient payment for your services?" he chuckled.

"Mai oui M'sieur! It is ample! I am so...so satisfied."

"Excellent. Then you can finish the laundry and do other tidying. I may have some more duties before you go," he grunted, giving her another squeeze.

"But of course, M'sieur," she simpered at him as he left the room. "I will be ready for anything M'sieur needs."

Frank grinned, and made a pot of coffee, smiling as Lucie busied herself as though nothing had happened. He offered her a cup and she stood in the kitchen and drank it, swaying slightly, and smiling. She was obviously willing to let him do anything he wanted, but for the moment at least she wasn't going to initiate anything.

Frank smiled. It suited him to have the fleshy French girl passive but willing, and he let his mind wander, thinking of possibilities.

"I am done, M'sieur! The laundry is done and things are tidy! Does M'sieur have needs of me?"