The public Jackie Kennedy was elegant, charming, graceful — and aloof. But beneath that icy surface was a passionate woman who needed the closeness of men every bit as much as her philandering husband Jack Kennedy needed other women, reveals a blockbuster new biography.
And while it was widely reported that Jackie had an affair with Bobby Kennedy following Jack’s assassination in 1963, now it is disclosed for the first time that Teddy was having clandestine trysts with Jackie before and after Bobby was murdered.
The Kennedys were keeping it all in the family, according to the shocking new book: Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, A Life Beyond Her Wildest Dreams by Darwin Porter and Danforth Prince, authors of 20 celebrity exposes, to be published by Blood Moon Productions June 7.
‘Teddy stood by Jackie through one crisis after another, becoming the one man in her life she could depend on’, write the authors.
‘I’ve always been in love with Jackie, right from the beginning’, Teddy was quoted telling David Powers, Special Assistant to JFK. ‘When Jack died, I knew she was seeing Bobby, too, but that didn’t stop me. Bobby couldn’t always be with her’.
And. Jackie — not to be outdone by her husband — had her own movie star seductions – including Warren Beatty, Peter Lawford, Paul Newman, Gregory Peck, Frank Sinatra and a torrid affair with handsome actors William Holden and Marlon Brando.
In the first draft of Marlon Brando’s 1999 autobiography, Songs My Mother Taught Me, the movie icon wrote that after a night of heavy drinking at the Jockey Club in Washington, D.C. in 1964, the press descended on them, forcing them to escape out the back door and back to Jackie’s house for a quick dinner of omelets prepared by Brando.
Jackie turned down the lights and put on Wayne Newton’s rendition of ‘Danke Schoen’. Jackie danced close to Marlon ‘pressing her thighs against me’ — he wrote in his memoir. He then joined Jackie on the sofa where they made out passionately.
‘She kept waiting for me to try to get her into bed. When I failed to make a move, she took matters into her own hands and popped the magic question, ‘Would you like to spend the night’? I said, ‘I thought you’d never ask’.
‘She and Jack both loved gossip and could go on talking endlessly about other people’s sex lives, but I always got the distinct impression that she was very interested in sex the same way that Jack was very interested in sex’, Jackie’s close friend, writer Gore Vidal revealed in his memoirs.
‘It was a game for them, and they both played it’.
Jackie came out to society as ‘Debutante of the Year’ in Newport, Rhode Island in 1947 and the event inspired the Bouvier sisters – Jackie and her younger sister, Lee Bouvier, to set out to lure beaux – but only if they were rich.
Jackie was hot to follow in the footsteps of her younger sister who had already lost her virginity.
Jackie’s first car, a 1947 black Mercury convertible, spelled freedom for the new debutante. ‘I plan to lure many a beau in the back seat of my car’, she boasted to Gore Vidal, her distant relative by marriage.
Bored with being at Vassar College in the small Hudson Valley town of Poughkeepsie in upstate New York, Jackie lobbied her father to allow her to study abroad at the Sorbonne in Paris for her junior year and she was accepted in the Smith College Junior Year Abroad.
It marked Jackie’s entrée into an international arena of dashing, sophisticated European princes, decadent millionaires, occasional politicians, writers, artists and dancers – la crème of international society.
In Paris, Jackie had her ritual daily cocktail at the bar of the Ritz Hotel where Princess Diana spent her last night. Smoking her trademark Gauloise cigarettes at the time, Jackie was ‘always accompanied by an ever-changing beau de jour, many from the Sorbonne itself’.
She was absolutely mad for the celebrated novelist and art theorist, Andre Malraux whom she found terribly exciting, and dangerously exhilarating – but for fear of getting pregnant, she would not sleep with him. ‘He’s the only Frenchman I’ve met that I truly wanted to marry’, she said.
In Paris, after having too many Grasshoppers, her favorite summer cocktail, part crème de menthe, crème de cacao, fresh cream and vodka, at a smoky Parisian boite named the White Elephant, she was hot to trot.
Her beau de jour was John P. Marquand, son of the famous novelist and Pulitzer Prize winning biographer, John Marquand, Sr. known for his commercially successful stories about the Japanese detective, ‘Mr. Moto’.
The pair wandered the Left Bank together after tossing back the creamy Grasshoppers and headed back to Marquand’s flat. But Jackie couldn’t wait to get upstairs inside the apartment and allowed Marquand to seduce her in the creaky French elevator.
She was in Marquand’s arms, her skirt bunched above her hips, the backs of her thighs pressed against the decorative open grillwork. When the elevator jolted to a stop, she was no longer a demi-vierge’, a partial virgin, the authors quote biographer Ed Klein.
The pair played around Europe together during her breaks from school and the affair lasted until Jackie returned to America. Janet Auchincloss, Jackie’s mother disapproved of Marquand. ‘Writers are always poor as church mice’. She was adamant that her girls marry rich men.
‘Virginity was something Jackie wanted to get rid of as soon as possible’, Jackie’s gossipy friend, author Truman Capote said. ‘If my calculations are correct, she went to bed with at least five guys before Jack sampled the honeypot’.
Back in the U.S. after her year of study and in Paris, Jackie enrolled in George Washington University in Washington, DC for her senior year. ‘Her dating continued at an accelerated pace, and she made promises to young men she could not possibly keep’, write the authors.
In June, 1951, the Bouvier sisters, an 18-year old Lee, and 22-year old Jacqueline, took their first European trip together. ‘It will be a round of men, men and more men’, Gore Vidal predicted. On board the oceanliner, the sisters danced and partied every night.
They made the rounds of society parties in Paris, Madrid, Rome and Venice before crossing back across the ocean to America where they moved into a mansion in Merrywood, Virginia, on the banks of the Potomac River, where Janet Auchincloss now lived with her second husband, Hughdie Auchincloss, a stockbroker and lawyer.
It was at Merrywood that Jackie met Arthur Krock, chief of the New York Times Washington Bureau, who was also close friends with Joseph P. Kennedy, as well as Frank Waldrop, editor of the now defunct Washington-Herald newspaper. Waldrop hired Jackie as an inquiring photographer whose duties also included interviewing her subject.
Jackie dated many men before being introduced to John Kennedy, a young Senator at the time. One of her beaus was John Husted, Jr., son of a banking family from Hartford, CT. He put an engagement ring on her finger that she returned later by slyly dropping it in his coat pocket.
‘I found out why Jackie had really called off the wedding. She’d taken up with this whore-mongering, red-haired Irish politician from Boston’, Husted stated.
Another beau at the time was Ormande de Kay, a young American she had walked along the banks of the Seine with in Paris and agreed to wed him on his return from the Korean War. She wrote him a ‘Dear John’ letter in 1952 before he returned home.
‘I want you to be the first to know that I’ve found the love of my life, the man I want to marry. I am now engaged to John F. Kennedy.
Jack’s courting of Jackie took place in the back seat of JFK’s car, a 1950 two-door Plymouth, according to his close friend, Lem Billing.
‘He would take Jackie back there to neck. One night, a trooper drove up and got out of his patrol car, shining his flashlight into the back seat. Jack had removed Jackie’s bra and was playing with her t**s. When the trooper recognized Jack, he apologized and said, ‘Carry on, Senator’.
The couple married on September 12 1953, surrounded by three Kennedy brothers. ‘Call it Brotherly Love. Three handsome Irish-American brothers were destined to fall in love with Jackie. In very different ways, she would love all three of them’, write Porter and Prince.
But Jackie was not satisfied with just the Kennedys. Sparks flew with William Holden when she attended a dinner party at the Los Angeles home of producer Charlie Feldman. The married Holden invited Jackie to go horseback riding the following day and launched a week-long affair with the future First Lady.
According to Jackie’s close friend, artist Bill Walton, the fling was ‘primarily driven by Jackie’s desire to seek revenge on Jack’ for his cheating.
A drunken Holden later told Feldman, ‘I had to teach Jackie how to [have oral sex]. She told me that Jack had never insisted on that. At first she was very reluctant, but once she got the rhythm of it she couldn’t get enough. If she goes back to Washington and works her magic with Kennedy, he will owe me one’.
Jackie would later tell her sister Lee, ‘I’ve gone to bed with men who have had a problem with hygiene. Not so Bill Holden. He was a compulsive bather before and after sex. He told me he took four showers a day’ during their week-long affair.
Life with Jack wasn’t easy. He never gave up his long nights out and constant infidelities. His constant womanizing deeply wounded Jackie. Marilyn Monroe, Betty Grable, Sophia Loren, Jean Simmons, Lee Remick, Pamela Turnure, Mary Pinchot Meyer were all lovers — to name only a few.
‘I knew that women didn’t find him a great lover’, Jackie confided. ‘He certainly wasn’t. He wanted a quickie and then he was back on the phone talking with some silly politician. When he did have sex with me, he would turn over and go to sleep right away. There I was listening to his snoring and almost crying at my lack of fulfillment as a woman’.
Her resentment built up to one night in 1957 when Jack came home late to their P Street, Georgetown house after a night of partying. Jackie was up waiting, wearing a slip and a bit drunk. A fight ensued with Jackie running out in the street.
Jack went after her, brought her back inside and promptly called for an ambulance service to drive a sedated Jackie to the Valleyhead Clinic in Carlisle, Massachusetts. She was subjected to three barbaric electroshock treatments for depression before being released within the week. When she returned home to an empty house, she felt more depressed and contemplated suicide.
‘Having been through two failed pregnancies, I didn’t feel loved. I didn’t feel life was worth living. Even if Jack became president, imagine the scandal that would be uncovered about his past life, about me. I didn’t think I could live through it’, she said. She considered cutting her wrists.
In November 1957, Jackie gave birth to a baby girl, Caroline and three years later, John. Her children changed her life and brought her great joy. She still needed to escape from her husband and went off on her own adventures and affairs leaving the children with their nanny, Maude Smith, Daily Mail inform.
