Trump Pushed For Playboy Spreads Featuring 2nd Wife, Female Employees

GOP Nominee Wanted His Women Workers To Appear In ‘Wet-Lip’ Shots For Magazine

The media is baring it all when it comes to exposing Donald Trump’s porn-obsessed past in the wake of the GOP nominee’s hypocritical attack on former Miss Universe Alicia Machado, in which he falsely accused her of appearing in a “sex tape.” 

On Saturday, Trump’s “tiny part” in a 2000 Playboy soft core porn became The New York Daily News’ centerfold, so to speak (above).  

Also Saturday, Twitter users dug up a 1990 story from The Sun Sentinel in which a spokesman for Trump talked about how he’d pressured his then-girlfriend, Marla Maples, to pose nude for Playboy against her wishes:  

Here’s an except from the Sun Sentinel story: 

“Donald doesn’t want Marla to look like she’s against Ivana,” says Trump’s P.R. guru Chuck Jones. “Donald wants picture approval. Donald says to emphasize her early years.”

Notably, she did resist Trump’s insistence that she accept Playboy magazine’s million-dollar centerfold offer. “Trump himself was on the phone negotiating the fee,” remembers a top Playboy editor. “He wanted her to do the nude layout. She didn’t.” (“I’m thankful for my body, but I didn’t want to exploit it,” Marla offers. “How would I ever be taken seriously?”)

Trump began dating Maples while still married to his first wife, Ivana. Nevertheless, he told The New York Times on Friday that his extramarital affairs were “never an issue” — even as he vowed to attack Democrat Hillary Clinton over the Monica Lewinsky scandal. 

As it turns out, Maples wasn’t the only woman in Trump’s life that he pitched to Playboy. In his 1991 book, “Trump, The Greatest Show on Earth,” reporter Wayne Barrett wrote that the Trump wanted his female employees to appear in the magazine, including for “wet lip” shots. From Barrett’s book, via Jezebel: 

He even tried to get Playboy to do a spread called “The Girls of Trump,” wooing his most shapely staffers, including a former beauty queen secretary, into posing for the magazine with a sliding scale of offers on everything from full nude to breast to “wet-lip” shots. It was all part of the rakish ethos of phony glamour that he consciously fostered, even to the extent of concealing from public view a very efficient secretary with a pimplish facial condition. This unappeasable appetite led him, as his own notoriety soared, into celebrity worship, and he became a starstruck groupie, attaching himself to Don Johnson, Michael Jackson, and just about anyone else who would allow him to climb into photographs with them. He was both projecting a larger-than-life image and reveling in it, a dangerous psychic combination.