Smooth Operator/Powell Home/Garage
Walking towards the garage, Jordan's ears perked when he heard what sounded like an metal tools hitting the floor, reaching the door to the garage he opened it just enough so he could peek out. To his surprise he saw that someone was on the ground bent over reaching under a car, their shapely rear facing towards him swaying back and forth in a tight denim skirt, Jordan then recognized the swishing white tail and opened the door entering the garage "Nana? What are you doing?" he asked curiously.
The white wolf women looked over her shoulder seeing her grandson, smiling warmly "Hey sweetheart welcome home, I was just working on getting your moms car fixed but I dropped the open end wrenches and some of them slide underneath the car" she said as she went back to trying to reach for them.
Jordan watched as his grandmother wiggled her butt in front of him, as he watched, he noticed her skirt was riding a little low revealing the dark blue thong she was wearing underneath, Jordan's loins were stirred awake by his Nana's youthful attire that he felt himself being pulled by desire, walking up closer behind her.
"Hey Jordan, do you think you- *Yipp*" she cut herself off suddenly, feeling a pair of paws grabbing hold of her ass and sending a shiver up her spine, looking over her shoulder once more looking into her grandsons eyes "Sweetheart, what'cha doing back there?" her voice sounding a little shaky.
His mind felt clouded that he couldn't really think clearly except for one aspect, only one thought on his mind and that it was he wanted to mate with her "Nana, is it alright if we had sex right now, right here?" he said eagerly.
Isabelle's mind felt like it exploded, she never would have thought her own grandson would take a fancy to her like this, but deep down she was thrilled at the same time. But then her mind came back to realize, she had been working inside most of the day and she hadn't left the garage the entire time, because of her heat, the garage must have been pungent with her scent which must have hit Jordan like a ton of bricks. Biting her lower lip as she thought carefully how to answer...
Jordan not able to wait any longer makes his move