Presses it

Reaching out to almost touch the green heart, he again watches it disappear into the top of her head.

He then heard a soft chime, come from deep within his mind.

Reaching out his hand to gently grab ahold of her arm.

Watching her visibly shake at his toich, he asked "Are you ok?" trying to hide his growing grin.

"Mmm♥️... I- I'm fine" she said hitting away his hand, before disappearing into her room.

Whatever, happened after that green heart disappeared into Lisa's head, worked the same way it did to his mother.

Now that he had just realised what he had done.

he to entered his room.

Pulling up the system screen he looked it over and noticed only one thing had changed.

[Level one Tag - 0 Remaining]

...

Waking up, and getting changed into some comfortable clothes he headed downstairs for breakfast.

Reaching the table, Eric couldn't help but think about the night before, as he looked at his mother and father.

He couldn't help but be left feeling awkward about what he saw.

Because with the way his mother's gentle smile brought back they way she controlled, her husband the night before.

And on the other hand, the way his dad's serious face, now could only be seen as a fake, with how he deeply craved his wifes touch from the night before.

Eric thought about how his dad was a sub under the delicate hands of his mother, and that brought a thought to Eric.

He wanted to know whether she was actually a dominatrix or was she just filling in the role for her husband's fantasies.

So Eric decided he was going to push a little, and see whether she would welcome his advances or flat out reject them.

Testing his thought, he stepped up to his mother, she was clearly expecting a normal goodbye hug or maybe a little peck on the cheek.

However whilst Eric's dad was waiting in the car he took action and leaned into his mother.

Giving her a suprise kiss on the lips, as both his hands clasped her wide hips pulling he lower belly into his crotch.

Eric could feel that within her motions to escape from his grasp was an unnatural tension.

She was clearly fighting something, maybe she wanted to stay but as a mother she wanted to let go.

However even Eric found this enticing, with his lips pressed against her soft lips, but he had to pull back because he didn't want to push it too far.

Letting go, he said "Good bye" as he stepped out the house.