So Dominique Strauss-Kahn is probably not a maid-mangling sex fiend. Don’t pop the French bubbly just yet.

The lowlife frog was revealed yesterday as something twisted. This is a man who enjoyed a glamorous doormat wife, a stellar career, and was fawned over by France’s legion of lefties.

And DSK repaid the admiration by checking into New York’s posh Sofitel, and promptly bedding a much-younger immigrant maid.

Rather, the acts in which he engaged took place standing up, and fully clothed.

As soon as he was done getting oral sex, Strauss-Kahn checked out of the hotel as fast as a scared bunny. Then he had lunch with his 26-year-old daughter, as if nothing special had happened.

To men like Strauss-Kahn, it was another day at the beach.

It turns out Strauss-Kahn is likely not a violent sex fiend.

But the selfish hay roll fractured relations between America and France. And now, Strauss-Kahn, 62, might be elected president of that sexist country.

It also blew a hole in the career of Manhattan’s spanking new district attorney, Cy Vance, who’s sadly, pitifully, in over his head.

Isn’t Mrs. DSK proud?

Strauss-Kahn’s long-suffering wife, Anne Sinclair, sat in the courtroom’s front row yesterday, her delicately French-manicured fingers clutched together as tightly as a noose, as a livid-sounding prosecutor admitted that the case against DSK hit an iceberg and was sinking fast to the bottom of the Atlantic.

“Although it is clear that the strength of the case has been affected by the substantial credibility issues relating to the complaining witness, we are not moving to dismiss the case — at this time,” said Joan Illuzzi-Orbon. She agreed that DSK be freed from house arrest. His passport stays out of reach. For now.

Sinclair shut her eyes, a pose she held for several seconds. She was pushing back tears.

He’s all hers now.

Outside, the 32-year-old accuser’s lawyer, Kenneth Thompson, was dancing as fast as he could. Did his client talk on the phone to a jailed drug dealer? And receive $100,000 from numerous sources?

“Not $100,000!” Thompson said. Then how much? He wouldn’t say.

DSK lawyer Ben Brafman was in a happy place.

“I want to thank Cy Vance for his courage and personal integrity,” Brafman said. One word: ouch.

Vance’s avengers lost the ballyhooed police rape trial. The DA let the alleged Egyptian hotel sex abuser go on a misdemeanor, time served. Now his big fish, DSK, has revealed that Vance is no match for a rich, amoral Frenchman.

Who will believe a genuine rape victim now?

Thanks for that, DSK. You’ll be France’s problem soon.