Knock, what else.

You think things out very carefully, as to not lose your big break. Eventually, you nock on the door, hoping that Triple H isn't inside. You've heard stories about what happens when he's pissed off and don't want to miss your big chance for stardom. You hear Steph as you to come in but in a strange way. As you walk in, you stop dead in your tracks and stand there looking at Triple H fucking Steph's brains out. People have told you that Steph loves cock, but never expected it to be like this. Steph is lying on a desk, while Triple H pounds that hot behind of hers like a jack-hammer. You can tell that Steph's loving it, 'cause her head is thrashing about. She's also showing signs of being on the verge of an orgasm. You try to say something, but the combination of seeing Steph nude, being fuck by Triple H and the hard-on in your jeans seems to make you speechless.

Steph looks at you and realizes that you're the rookie that her father signed. With a grin from ear to ear, she asks what you want or strip and join in on the fun.