Isn't her father back?

What about your dad?

Just come over... use the side gate and come to my window...

Your concerns about her father, barely there as it was after such a massive sex drought, completely disappear, and you can already feel yourself getting restless for the remainder of the afternoon at work. You send a message to your wife, letting her know you'll be working late, and head off to Gemma's house. By the time you arrive, the sun has all but set, leaving a convenient cover of darkness for you to sneak around in. You park your car around the corner so that it's not recognized by her father, and then creep your way down the side of the house. Fortunately, the television appears to be on in the front of the house, and hopefully, Steve is too occupied to notice you in the front garden.

You reach Gemma's room window, and peer in to already find her lying on the bed in nothing but her underwear, with a pair of earphones on listening to music. She smiles as she sees you, and pulls the buds out of her ears before coming over to slide the window open. You climb in, like some teenager sneaking around, and immediately she wraps her arms around your neck and leans in for a kiss.