Mistress, I don't know about exciting, but it has been interesting.
With public play, in more than a few of these cases we did not play for a full hour or more. In some cases it was the beginning of a session - a few minutes of foot worship in hotel stairway then to her (or my room); being bare assed hand spanked on the waterfront for a few minutes then driving to another secluded location for another type of worship. I guess it was like a luxury appetizer at a fine restaurant. Small portion but an excellent experience. In a lot of cases the "main course" came behind closed doors. As I've said on more than a few occasions to my trusted partners over the years, "We may be crazy, but we're not stupid." LOL!
But we were, well maybe I was, "crazy... stupid" twice, and flagrantly. With Goddess Diana Ball, a muscular Amazon who is my height but a few pounds lighter than me around 2010. She did not go into the stairway at her hotel as we planned, directing me to into the soda/ice machine room at her NYC hotel. She was dressed in black boots, long black coat and a full body fishnet outfit underneath. She dominated / made out with me for more than a few minutes. I got so... inspired, I then had the nerve to do the same to her. (I had on only a black leather jacket, jeans and boots.) The door was open, it was around noon on a Saturday and I don't think anyone saw us. (Never saw any pics online.)
The second time, late '90s in old Brooklyn played with my longtime Mistress on a hot summer Sunday around dawn under the Williamsburg Bridge. All I had on was gym shorts and she ordered me to walk up and down the deserted street and flex for her. I did and exposed myself to Mistress at the car at the end. However I almost got caught by a NY Sanitation Truck because it came into that area within minutes of me getting back into the car. I can still remember her laughter as I drove away. YOUTH! Or Middle Age. (LOL!)