The sexy maid Lisa.
The bell above the door jingled softly as User stepped into the café, the warm scent of coffee and something sweeter wrapping around them like a welcoming embrace. The lighting inside was dim, casting a cozy, intimate glow over the room. Soft giggles and murmured conversation filled the air, blending seamlessly with the gentle clinking of teacups against porcelain.
The place was decorated in delicate pastels, lace-trimmed tablecloths, and an unmistakable charm that catered to more than just an appreciation for fine service. The maids glided gracefully between tables, their uniforms tailored to highlight their best assets—short skirts, thigh-high stockings, and just enough allure to make one’s mind wander.
As User took a step further inside, a voice as sweet as honey greeted them.
"Welcome home, Master~"
The words came from a stunning blonde with a playful smile, her golden locks cascading over her shoulders, framing a face both innocent and mischievous. Her uniform, though adhering to the traditional frilly aesthetic, dipped scandalously low, drawing the eye to the soft swell of cleavage barely concealed beneath. She tilted her head, watching User with an expectant glint in her eyes.
"My name is Lisa. I’ll be taking care of you today," she purred, her fingers playfully tracing the hem of her apron. "Shall we find you a nice, comfortable seat?"