He came into this world as Bernard Schwartz but he left this mortal coil as Tony Curtis, a man's man that all the women loved. My story starts in the early eighties when I worked in a small grocery store on the edge of Bel Air, California. As you may guess due to our location we had many celebrates stop by our store, so many that most were hardly noticed. However, one day I looked up to see Tony Curtis walk in the front door, he had always been my hero and I thought of him as the number one ladies man in Hollywood. It turns out he had just separated from wife number two, Leslie Allen, and had rented a nearby condo until he could get situated. Tony was very gregarious to everyone, he always insisted to be called Tony and with that wide friendly smile of his, he was liked by all who met him.
Where I worked was located on a busy boulevard but there was a small local street behind it. I remember one day, I went out our back door just in time to see Tony drive down the street. He was in a two-seat convertible, one of those fancy ones they make in Europe and I swear it looked like a movie scene. He was wearing a fur coat with a matching large brimmed hat; he had his arm around a very pretty blonde and holding a martini glass in his hand. Although he was in his late fifties at the time and the young blonde couldn't have been a day over twenty they looked to me as the perfect couple. Both he and she had big smiles on their faces as if they were having the times of their lives. He happened to glance up and see me standing there so he raised his glass in a toast to me as he gave me that big smile of his. Tony loved the ladies, they loved him, and he was always talking up the women who shopped or worked at our little market. He was not a masher and he only flirted with those who enjoyed his banter but of course, that appeared to be every woman he approached. I'm sure he was seldom serious because there was just no way, one man could take care of all the women he talked to, and yet maybe he could.
One day my wife stopped by the store to say hi and Tony happened to come in. He came up to me like an old friend and when I introduced my spouse to him, she gushed like a schoolgirl. Tony said that he was having a barbecue that afternoon and invited my wife and me to attend. When I said I had to work a few more hours, he said he'd take my wife and I could come on over after work. Although this made me feel uneasy, my wife thought this was a grand idea and left without waiting for my approval, they went off arm in arm.
The rest of my shift I spent in a daze as I worried about my sexy young wife. Was there any way she could resist the charms of Tony Curtis if he decided to pursue her. At my request, my wife always dressed sexy but in reality she was very innocent in the ways of the world and I was sure that if he wanted Tony could talk her into anything. After what felt like days, my shift finally over I rushed to Tony's condo but after his aide let me in I found it empty. I went to the patio sliding glass doors and the first thing I saw was my wife's clothes sitting on a bench. Next, I looked in his hot tub to see them sitting close together with his arm around her. I could see her cute little tittys just above the water and Tony nibbling on one exposed nipple. Even from where I was watching I could tell that she was turned on as she had that glazed over look in her eyes and her mouth open as if she was moaning. He raised his lips to hers and she kissed him passionately, I wondered what they were doing with their hands under the water.
