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"I suspect you'd love to sample some pussy from around the world. You might find something better. From what I've heard Japanese women taste the best; South American and women from countries around the Mediterranean can suck better than anyone and as you know African women are by far the best fucks." Mrs. Jones laughed.

At the moment, we were snuggling in bed. "I beg to differ with you; African women, at least this one are the tastiest." I went down on her.

"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you."

After law school graduation, passing the bar, the FSO Test and going through the training program, I was off to my first post in Italy. My apartment in Rome was just a few blocks from the embassy, but my neighbor across the hall in that apartment, was Giovanna DelaRusso, who like Mrs. Jones and me was an attorney.

My door was open and I was still moving in, The movers were still there. "You probably haven't had time to shop; come for dinner tonight. Ask anyone, I make the best gnocchi in the neighborhood." Her English was very good, but she had that lovely accent that I thought in bed would turn me on.

Right across the street was a wine shop. Thankfully, the owner spoke English fairly well. "What goes well with gnocchi?"

"You're having dinner with Giovanna? She likes this."

It wasn't too long before the carpet between my apartment and Giovanna's was wearing out. She was a short, round woman, perhaps in her mid-forties. It wasn't anything specific that attracted me to her, although to be fair, her boobs seemed over-sized.

I did recall that Mrs. Jones claimed that Mediterranean women "can suck better than anyone." She wasn't wrong. She wasn't completely right, though. Giovanna had a tasty pussy and that big ass bounced and bounced when we fucked.

"Teddy, for a young man, you certainly know how to eat pussy."

"Giovanna, it's your pussy that inspires me."

"How nice of you to say." She pushed my head back into her bush.

My work at the embassy was mundane. It wasn't like I was a spy or something. This was Italy, not Russia or someplace where the US might have enemies. I was learning international law.

There were some formal events that I needed to go to. Usually these involved wearing a tux; sipping champagne, shmoozing with foreign service people from other embassies. That's where I met, Usha from India. "Try the curry," she smiled at me as I looked over the huge buffet, trying to decide what I wanted.

"I've never had curry."

She put some on my plate. "I'm a vegetarian and I don't drink alcohol, but I understand it goes well with Prosecco." She led me to the bar. She was drinking water.

Usha was dressed in what I considered traditional Indian dress. Later that night in her apartment, Usha called it a sari as she took it off. She'd been educated in the US, but maintained most of the traditions of her homeland, except she loved to fuck, which according to her was supposed to be reserved for marriage.

"My parents think I will come home next year and marry some Gupta boy who they've made an arrangement with his parents."

"That's not what you want?"

"Oh no. I want to go back to the US. Gupta will reject me once I tell him that I like meat. He'll be appalled that I'm not a vegetarian. He'll have a heart attack when he finds out that the kind of meat I like hangs between a man's legs. Like it or not, Teddy, you will get a blowjob in the morning," she laughed as we slowly fucked.

Giovanna knew when I didn't come back to my apartment, not just that night but other nights once or twice a month. "Teddy, at the embassy, I'm sure you meet many beautiful women from all over the world. I'd like it if you'd save two or three nights a month for me."

TO BE CONTINUED

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